[this... isn't how he expected their deep-belly breathing to go. spiraling further out of control is the opposite direction they should be going, but it seems like the course the path has taken for now. comparing it to a derailed train seems excessive almost, except it's the only thing he has, and the fact jin ling attempts reaching to put his hand back onto his chest certainly won't help matters any.]
Jin Ling, [sizhui murmurs, firm yet also still lacking actual heat behind the complaint. meanwhile, he does attempt stopping him, moves his unoccupied arm and tries catching his friend's wrist before he can actually feel for his unsteady pulse. funnily enough though, there isn't much oomph behind that, either.]
No, focused on making sure yours doesn't beat like that. [he sighs a breathy laugh.] And I'm fine, alright? Don't worry so much about me.
[exactly why sizhui didn't want to draw further attention to his own rapid heartbeat.]
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Jin Ling, [sizhui murmurs, firm yet also still lacking actual heat behind the complaint. meanwhile, he does attempt stopping him, moves his unoccupied arm and tries catching his friend's wrist before he can actually feel for his unsteady pulse. funnily enough though, there isn't much oomph behind that, either.]
No, focused on making sure yours doesn't beat like that. [he sighs a breathy laugh.] And I'm fine, alright? Don't worry so much about me.
[exactly why sizhui didn't want to draw further attention to his own rapid heartbeat.]