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// Wei Wuxian

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[construing]

[ gwen's heart aches powerfully in her chest. she could argue with him: he is worth every kindness in the world. she could explain how much he has come to mean to her in so little time. she could threaten him that, no, he won't do it again, because if he tries, she will web him to her permanently.

none comes close to expressing her fear or her sorrow or her love.

wordlessly, gwen rests her brow against his. she winds her arms around him. she holds him close. ]

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[Wei Wuxian inhales slowly and winds his own arms around her back.

Wen Qing and Shijie were nothing alike, not really. And Gwen isn't anymore like either of them then they were like each other. Still, she holds him and he feels the echo of Shijie's arms and the warmth of Wen Qing's teasing smile. Gwen isn't a replacement for either of them, but he knows they both would have loved her.

He knows he loves her too, that she's filled a place in his heart that he didn't think would ever feel like anything but a gaping wound.

With a soft exhale, he curls his fingers around her shirt.

He can't undo the mistakes of his life. Can't take any of it back no matter how much he wants to. But sitting here with Gwen's arms wrapped around him, he wonders for the first time if maybe...maybe moving forward in this second chance at life (however undeserved) is okay.]