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𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘴.
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laying on sheets made of silk, highlighted by moonlight filtered through the thin screen of the windows, beidou could only instill this fragile moment into the back of her mind for centuries to come.
ningguang, in all her beauty and radiance, lays beside her, absolute peace painted on her visage. beidou could only stare at her lover laying beside her.
𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘪𝘨𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘷𝘢𝘴.
but no amount of mora could equivalent to the worth of ningguang.
ningguang sensed beidous gaze for a while but she allows her lover to admire her for a bit.
but alas, she can't have her lover indulge and be selfish just for herself, right?
slowly, she shifts her gaze towards her face, gracing her with a soft smile, not akin to the confident grins she shows to the public. its a gesture only beidou has the pleasure of seeing.
and dam well does beidou pride herself in earning the priviledge of having ningguang lower her guard so low around her, knowing that her position and status always put her at risk for the worst.
now its ningguangs turn to ogle at her.
𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦, ah how could she be so unresistable?
it was the dead of night, so she could indulge herself on this one, right?
eyes still locked together, ningguang inches closer to beidous face.
it feels like time has stopped right now, waiting and anticipating for the soft lips of her lover.
it is only when she feels the press of ningguangs lips on hers does it seem like the world resumes its seemingly slow orbit.
everything feels like a dream at this moment and just havng ningguang with her is already sending her heart into a frenzy, knowing that out of all the people, the suitors, the people who could've suited her way better.
ningguang still wholeheartedly gave her heart to her.
and beidou knows, she can feel it, sense it; with the way ningguang continuously kisses her, lips pressing against almost every spot of her person, how could she not? clumsily, gently, lovingly, seemingly in a way to savor the feeling of her, hand on her cheek and all, how could beidou ever doubt it?
beidou knows she isn't perfect, especially not for her, but to know ningguang shares the same sentiment of love and adoration for her causes small drops of tears to prick from her eyes.
how uncharacteristic of her.
beidou tries her best to hide it but alas, overwhelmed by emotions, she lets the stream of tears fall down her cheeks. ningguang allows so much for her, she might as well return the favor and let go of herself for a while? just be 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘶 for a moment or two.
of course, the unfamiliar veil of emotions on beidou alerts ningguang, and by lovers instinct, she quickly pauses from their session of kissing to look at beidou, now both of her hands are finding purchase on her cheek, trying her best to wipe away the seemingly endless stream of tears.
before ningguang can utter a word of concern, beidou gently takes one of her hands from her cheek and gently maneuvers it to her lips, kissing her palm as a soft gesture of adoration.
no words are spoken at this moment, their eyes locked on eachother tell the whole story, all the emotions they just can't pour out in one motion, the adoration they show on eachother.
all of it.
everything about this moment is something that will dance in the line of their memories for somehow eternities to come.