One is at the highest level of the hierarchy and the other is at the lowest; yet, nothing is what they seemed to be and nothing is absolute. Trust in the calling of heart for it knew what to do, when the time comes.
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Wang Qing managed to pull Dayu's most private emotions which he had buried deep inside of him; for such a long time. And after crying everything out; Dayu felt relief beyond measure. His heart and shoulders felt a little lighter.
Dayu thought that after crying his heart out, and snorting all over Qing's robe, and then having Qing comfort him all through his outburst; after all that, shouldn't he be feeling awkward now?
Especially with this situation right now; Dayu was lying against Qing as he leaned against the bed headboard, his arms wrapped around Dayu, securely.
It should have been very awkward now. But; strangely, all Dayu could feel right now, was calm, and relief.
He didn't know that he harboured that much tears. Which was not really that surprising considering he had been storing them for thirteen years. Perhaps that's why, after crying them all away; the relief was so huge, it override the awkwardness the situation was supposed to bring.
"Thank you.." there was no awkwardness but, that doesn't mean that Dayu could stop himself from being shy though, because he did. And he blushed as he tried to pull himself away from Qing's arms.
"Stay..Just stay like this.." Qing tightened his hold on Dayu- by God, the man felt so 'right' in his arms. All his life he had never felt the need to wrap someone in his arms, before Dayu. Instinctively he knew that if he let go of Dayu now; his arms wouldn't be able to take the lost.
