Mo Aini was awakened from the strange dream, surprised to find someone holding his hand.
"Tiger?" He unconsciously called out.
He then got weirded out by himself for saying that. He didn't just say it as some sort of sweet moniker. When he said it.....
It really does mean tiger, and animal, though not a pure one. But a real tiger nonetheless.
"Yes, it's me, Da Ge." The person holding his hand smiled. "Your tiger.... Your husband."
"Husband..." Mo Aini blinked in surprise at Hu Dongtian.
But he can also feel it. The difference in him. He was Hu Dongtian the same, but it was undeniable that something in there was mix, like two colors bleeding in together.
Or perhaps in a decalcomania* art, when you open the paper, the pattern was replicated on the other side. Completing a pair of wings.
"A-Tian, do you remember....."
Listen to Seventeen's 'If You Leave Me'. It's really good, and I wrote this chap while listening to it. Almost teared up a few times.
Also, yes. I'm a Carat, if that's not obvious enough with the many Seventeen references I put. Very nice, I know.
*To those who don't know what the hell a Carat means, it's a fan of the K-pop group Seventeen. I've been a fan since 2017.
This has been my coming out as a K-pop fan. *bows* (To be fair, this is the only group I truly stan. Nothing else.)