Shen Qingqiu stares at his face in a sort of wonder. He does understand. What an amazing thing. So many people hadn't gotten it, when he'd explained in the greenhouse, but Galahad does. It's like they've unlocked a new level of communication, first with the flowers and now with—he laughs. Another kind of flower language.
He feels light and joyful, to be so understood by a beautiful boy, and he reaches out to ruffle Galahad's hair with both hands, drawing him forward to plant a kiss on his forehead, between his eyes.
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Date: 2023-10-31 07:29 pm (UTC)He feels light and joyful, to be so understood by a beautiful boy, and he reaches out to ruffle Galahad's hair with both hands, drawing him forward to plant a kiss on his forehead, between his eyes.