[ His smile comforts him, but there's something about He Ming's words that has Rune leaning back to look at him. They're still pressed close, and yet, the distance seems to be trying to worm its way between them. Because it's not that he doubts him. There are very few people in this world that he would outright trust, and yet, despite being someone who doesn't believe in destiny at all, all of it carves awake an unknown thing inside him. ]

Magic has nothing to do with destiny. [ The words are still soft—an attempt to cut the bite out of them. ] I do what I want because it's what I want. Being with you is my choice, so you're right. What we feel isn't destiny.

But it doesn't mean I'm going to change my mind about you either.

[ Then, gently, he kisses the corner of He Ming's mouth before moving off of him and making his way into the bathroom. It still feels early to him despite the actual hour, but more than that, he wants to drag He Ming to bed. So, he makes clean-up efficient and returns to He Ming to do the same for him, helping him out of the dress and dropping it on the floor. Rune rubs his hands through He Ming's hair. ]

Should I get you some clothes? [ Or does he want to sleep naked? ]