cleamour:

_{+ kris/chen; the old maehwa tree.}

_{They settled into comfortable quiet once more, taking the time to bask in the sound of the songbirds around them and the light breeze rustling the leaves. It was a while before Wu Fan broke the silence, reaching his hand out to curl his fingers around the prince’s hand. “I was being serious though, I really was thinking of that day. I’m happy we met.”}