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[threedontknows]

He’d done what he’d done to hurt him, to make him jealous and see what he was missing, but he hadn’t realized the extent of how much he’d wounded him.

Huaisang lets out a slightly gutted exhale.

Just seeing Aaron like that — he’d really, really hurt him, and hadn’t even realized.

He wrings his hands slightly. “I was being petty,” he admits. “I was embarrassed by how you reacted to the gift. I knew you weren’t entirely comfortable with it all, but I thought you were comfortable with me and us, and when you reacted like that I…”

Huaisang shakes his head a little and throws his hands into the air briefly. “I reacted like I always do, disproportionate! Wanting to make you crawl back to me! But I realize now…I can see now that I was being unfair to you.” He looks away, eyebrows furrowing as it finally occurs to him what he’d done. “I hurt you. I’m so sorry, Aaron. I didn’t mean I wanted you to have to crawl through hoops for me. You don’t deserve that.”

He still loves him.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron, in his entire life, has never had someone apologize to him like this. Not for hurting him. And as much as he desperately wanted it, he doesn't know what to do with it.

"I wanted you to apologize, but I didn't tell you. I was just gonna be angry and resentful about it cuz A-Sang...that really fucking hurts you're so goddamn good at it because I told you all my shit and you knew just what the worst thing would be."

[threedontknows]

He only wishes that he hadn't heard such a precious endearment during such a horrible moment. He frowns softly and sits beside him, though keeps a careful enough distance to not inadvertently brush against him.

"I did it on purpose." He knew he'd be furious, and initially he'd just wanted to get a reaction from him. He'd been so heartbroken, he wanted Aaron to hurt and realize who he'd just thrown away like he was nothing.

"Were you really just going to be resentful and not say anything? Aaron...I don't like that I hurt you."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Yeah, I was," he says, shaking his head. "That's what I do, man. I created a whole fucking different personality rather than tell people what happened or - I don't know - defend myself?"

He folds his hands in his lap. "And how I do fucking know that you don't like it? You didn't say a goddamn thing about it." He's not angry as he says it. It's matter of fact. Just a statement.

[threedontknows]

"You didn't say you were hurt." Because angry and hurt are different, but Nie Huaisang automatically sees what a horrible argument that would make.

"I guess you couldn't know. I love you, I don't want to see you in pain."

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron laughs. "I get angry because I'm hurt," he says softly. "And you know that about me. I know that you do." He leans back on the bed and reaches out for him. "Lay down with me for a bit?"

[threedontknows]

And he can get defensive and be a little sneaky twat when he's hurt. "I'm sorry," he says again, looking down at Aaron's hand.

He nods softly and curls up beside him, tucking his feet up onto the bed.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron turns and holds him close, almost protectively. "It's okay," he assures him. "I just wanna be with you, okay? And we gotta stop trying to hurt each other."

[threedontknows]

Huaisang stiffens, just a split second, before he doesn't so much lean into Aaron as he tries to mold himself against him. "We'll do better for the next time. It won't end up like this."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"I hope not." He lets out a sigh. "Hey, those talismans you got me. They just - showed up. What are they for?"

[threedontknows]

The talismans, he'd nearly forgotten! "They keep the room lit for an evening, about eight hours, if the magic was right."

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron starts to laugh softly. "Shit. You're such an asshole." But it's said affectionately.

"Thank you."

[threedontknows]

An asshole who knows what Aaron sounds like during and after a night terror. He honestly and truly doesn’t want him to hurt; he wouldn’t have gone through the trouble of asking for the talismans if he did.

He lifts his head. “You’re welcome.

[creeksidealtarboy]

He gets comfortable again, feeling back to himself. "I want my bracelet back," he mutters to him, kissing along his neck.

[threedontknows]

His eyes roll back and he shudders softly at the touch of his lips to his skin. "It's...it's underneath my floor..."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"You ever gonna give it back?" he asks, holding him close.

[threedontknows]

“I can’t do it right now, can I?” he says with a pout. “Yes, when we’re back in my cabin, I’ll give you back your bracelet. It was always yours, even underneath the floor.”

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Shut up. I wasn't meaning right now," he mutters. "And I can hear you pouting. Stop."

[threedontknows]

“I’m not pouting,” he says, pouting. He sits up and runs his fingers over Aaron’s chest with a soft smile of appreciation.

“You’ll wear it, not just keep it out of sight?”

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Of course," he assures him. "As long as - you're sure you want people knowing if they ask?"

[threedontknows]

“I don’t care who knows.” He’s never cared one bit what others think about him. “Would it bother you if people asked?”

[creeksidealtarboy]

He kisses him deeply. "No. I just - it's been a long time since I been with someone who I could talk about."

[threedontknows]

Huaisang curls his hands in Aaron's soft shirt, not allowing him to pull too far away. He leans in and brushes his nose against his jaw. "Me too. But I think I'd like it if you did."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Alright." He smiles and traces his fingers along his jaw again. "Well, after I get the bracelet."

[threedontknows]

"And after you sleep with me."

He can't be completely derailed when it comes to wanting.