"Zichen." Xingchen's voice is soft, but insistent. "You are not being too forward, and the question is not unwelcome. It is - sudden, but not because I don't want to. It..."
Deep breath.
"I don't want to hurt you again. The other me, he was here before and then gone, and doesn't remember anything of this place." Just like Zichen was. "If we are tied together like this, how hard will that hurt you? If we are tied like this and you have to witness me being hurt, if you have to hold the knife yourself, how hard will that be on you?"
Xingchen reaches up to cup Zichen's cheek.
"Dear, dear Zichen. If I hesitate, it's because of not wanting you to be in pain, not because if not wanting you. But... None can tell what will hurt you most better than you can. So I am here, Zichen. In your arms up next to you. I am here."
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Deep breath.
"I don't want to hurt you again. The other me, he was here before and then gone, and doesn't remember anything of this place." Just like Zichen was. "If we are tied together like this, how hard will that hurt you? If we are tied like this and you have to witness me being hurt, if you have to hold the knife yourself, how hard will that be on you?"
Xingchen reaches up to cup Zichen's cheek.
"Dear, dear Zichen. If I hesitate, it's because of not wanting you to be in pain, not because if not wanting you. But... None can tell what will hurt you most better than you can. So I am here, Zichen. In your arms up next to you. I am here."