A cold fist closed around Ren's heart at the thought that Fang would be unable to recognise him.
Ren rushed forward and hugged the man he loved so much. "Don't be like this, my little darling," he begged. "Come back to me, please!"
Fang's purple eyes flickered and his hand came up to touch Ren's face. Ren fixed his golden eyed on Fang's face and let Fang's fingers wander all over his face.
It felt as if Fang was trying to make sure that Ren was real.
"Fang…?" Ren asked anxiously.
Fang stared at Ren for some time, not removing his hand from Ren's face. "You are real, aren't you?" he whispered, his soft voice trembling with fear and uncertainty. "You really exist, don't you? You are my Ren?"
Tears pooled in Ren's eyes and slid down his cheeks. "I am, my little darling," he replied.
He cupped Fang's dazed face in his hands. "Look at me, Fang," he said. "Can you see that I am real?"
Creation is hard, cheer me up! Still a bit ill...