[ he quirks an eyebrow when chu wanning rejects the notion he likes him so starkly and he can't help teasing him further. ] Oh? Does that mean you fuck with people you don't like often, then?
[ but the cheekiness suddenly dissipates, like the sun shielded at once by a cloud, when wanning keeps talking and mo ran lets himself be pushed back, even putting an extra step into so they're farther away. that wording stings, with what mo ran feels is insinuated within. ]
Is that the only time and place I can be with you? When it's dark, in bed? I suppose I'm not worthy of more.
[ he scoffs, but his lips are so tightly pressed together it's like they were never curled into a smile, his purple hued eyes a deep abyss. maybe it was too naive of him. a dog is always a dog, no matter if he works hard for years to become more, to become worthy of his teacher. ]
Was it fine to accept my feelings and let me into your bed, just because it was night and so you could pretend they didn't exist come morning?
[ he doesn't think chu wanning would even reply to such a question, knowing him, since he's always considered feelings a weakness. mo ran should've remembered that before spilling how he wanted to spend every hour of every day with him, sleep with him and wake up with him. it was a moment of weakness, he admits it --he had kept his love hidden for that long exactly because he expected to be rejected. being seen in the light of day with a dog next to him would probably be shameful for chu wanning. ]
A dog is only good in the dark, whatever happens there.
[ he raises his hands, like he's admitting defeat and he's smiling, but it's a cruel expression that makes his gaze pierce like daggers. he turns his back to chu wanning, meaning to go back to his bedroom to get back whatever is left of his clothing. ]
no worries!! <3
[ but the cheekiness suddenly dissipates, like the sun shielded at once by a cloud, when wanning keeps talking and mo ran lets himself be pushed back, even putting an extra step into so they're farther away. that wording stings, with what mo ran feels is insinuated within. ]
Is that the only time and place I can be with you? When it's dark, in bed? I suppose I'm not worthy of more.
[ he scoffs, but his lips are so tightly pressed together it's like they were never curled into a smile, his purple hued eyes a deep abyss. maybe it was too naive of him. a dog is always a dog, no matter if he works hard for years to become more, to become worthy of his teacher. ]
Was it fine to accept my feelings and let me into your bed, just because it was night and so you could pretend they didn't exist come morning?
[ he doesn't think chu wanning would even reply to such a question, knowing him, since he's always considered feelings a weakness. mo ran should've remembered that before spilling how he wanted to spend every hour of every day with him, sleep with him and wake up with him. it was a moment of weakness, he admits it --he had kept his love hidden for that long exactly because he expected to be rejected. being seen in the light of day with a dog next to him would probably be shameful for chu wanning. ]
A dog is only good in the dark, whatever happens there.
[ he raises his hands, like he's admitting defeat and he's smiling, but it's a cruel expression that makes his gaze pierce like daggers. he turns his back to chu wanning, meaning to go back to his bedroom to get back whatever is left of his clothing. ]