Lev watches Qingqiu draw the characters, watches his hand more than the marks the brush makes, listens to Qingqiu discuss the ink and paper.
"Thou'lt have to tell me what it means," he says, finally, nodding at the characters his boyfriend's drawn. "We've like, got all afternoon, nu? And there's like. Not no rush."
He's grateful to have this time, out in the sunshine, sharing something he's always loved (and almost always been good at) with Qingqiu. Even here in farthest exile, there's still love and joy. And that's enough.
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Date: 2025-11-17 03:18 am (UTC)Lev watches Qingqiu draw the characters, watches his hand more than the marks the brush makes, listens to Qingqiu discuss the ink and paper.
"Thou'lt have to tell me what it means," he says, finally, nodding at the characters his boyfriend's drawn. "We've like, got all afternoon, nu? And there's like. Not no rush."
He's grateful to have this time, out in the sunshine, sharing something he's always loved (and almost always been good at) with Qingqiu. Even here in farthest exile, there's still love and joy. And that's enough.