[ it is particularly charming when Caelus manages to pull that smile off, along with a sweet bit of sincerity where Dan Heng can't help but feel his chest flutter. it's not a feeling that takes him often, but perhaps more often now, here on the Express. maybe he doesn't notice the barest smile turn up on his lips as Caelus continues to click away. ]
On the shelf under the desk.
[ he replies like it's some normal thing.
adjacent to the futon laid over the blue tiles. it's the one thing in his room that's always in some state of disarray, along with the books that he pulls off the shelves around it.
Dan Heng doesn't follow him right away, he's finishing up at his terminal with his entry. Caelus has spoken, but he may need to do a little seducing to get Dan Heng to follow him at a timely pace (he gets a little too into his work sometimes). ]
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On the shelf under the desk.
[ he replies like it's some normal thing.
adjacent to the futon laid over the blue tiles. it's the one thing in his room that's always in some state of disarray, along with the books that he pulls off the shelves around it.
Dan Heng doesn't follow him right away, he's finishing up at his terminal with his entry. Caelus has spoken, but he may need to do a little seducing to get Dan Heng to follow him at a timely pace (he gets a little too into his work sometimes). ]