Xue Yang has a good understanding of time and three minutes is easy enough to count off. Once he does he stands up and starts walking. He takes his time. The anticipation making his heart race but this is his game to play. The longer he makes Xingchen wait, the more the man might question if he will actually find him. The more the anticipation will build.
Xue Yang is silent, like the hunter that desires to get close enough to his pray to see the whites of its eyes as he descends upon it for the kill. He finds the quiet cars and slowly walks through them. When he spots the opened door his fingers fit into the little bit of space and pushes the door open slightly. He sees the man inside, sitting and blindfolded just like he said.
A beautiful sight to be had, like a pure being that Xue Yang has caught with the intention to strip away that purity. He never says a word, letting the man figure out on his own if the correct person has entered the car. The door slides shut and he comes forward until he is right in front of Xingchen.
He reaches down and tips Xingchen's head back so that he can capture his lips with his own.
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Xue Yang is silent, like the hunter that desires to get close enough to his pray to see the whites of its eyes as he descends upon it for the kill. He finds the quiet cars and slowly walks through them. When he spots the opened door his fingers fit into the little bit of space and pushes the door open slightly. He sees the man inside, sitting and blindfolded just like he said.
A beautiful sight to be had, like a pure being that Xue Yang has caught with the intention to strip away that purity. He never says a word, letting the man figure out on his own if the correct person has entered the car. The door slides shut and he comes forward until he is right in front of Xingchen.
He reaches down and tips Xingchen's head back so that he can capture his lips with his own.