❝ i always knew that someday we’d have to say goodbye, i guess. ❞ ( hello i come for the angst. this is a totally bromo ask btw :D )
HOMESICK by FARAWAY, sentence starters || accepting !
these are not the words that he wanted to hear. at least not right now. not from him. goodbye was always bound to come, for nothing was ever guaranteed. not life, not the next day nor the chance to see people again.
‘ xue yang. ’ there is strain in his voice. it’s urgent, pleading even. he tightens his grip on his sword, knuckles white from how hard he is gripping. he bites the inside of his cheek, a frown clearly apparent.
he thinks prior times. he had spent so much time with xue yang. the times they’ve practiced their swordsmanship together, the idle time between lessons in the cloud recesses - even if more times than not, he was causing disruptions - and more. the nights they spent talking in their room, the times that they had spent in caiyi town with lan xichen by their side as well.
...was this really it? was this really how he was going to leave?
‘ you do not have to go down this path. ’ there is more for you here; this is not absolute, he wants to say. but is he right? can he assure him of that? the words die in the back of his throat, refusing to rise to surface.
his voice is quiet.
‘ please let me help. ’ don’t go down a road where i can’t help. you are not beyond redemption yet. @redcapharnaum
