Accidentally deleted an ask for the prompts that read "tianshan - childhood trauma" so here you go! TW mention of violence/death.
'Fucking hell,' He Tian mutters, swinging his feet up to rest on the edge of the coffee table, ankles crossed. 'Are we scrolling Netflix or tagging themes to our autobiographies?'
Guan Shan throws him the remote and reaches for his beer. 'You choose,' he says, taking a swig. 'Since you're so fuckin' hard to please.'
He Tian takes the remote and clicks through genres, running his tongue over his teeth. Guan Shan watches him from the corner of his eye. Action, comedy, K-dramaā
'D'you really think that?'
He Tian raises his eyebrows, but doesn't look away from the screen. Click, click, click. 'Think what?'
Guan Shan says, 'That you've got childhood trauma?'
He Tian pauses. He sets the remote down, sets both hands around the beer bottle and leans his head back against the sofa, neck exposed, pulse jumping in his throat.
'What else would you call it, Guan Shan?' he asks, sounding tired. 'The maids carried guns. We had a safe room.'
'I found my mother in the bath with her throat slit, Guan Shan.'
Guan Shan goes still. His tongue clicks against the back of his throat when he swallows; the image hits him behind his eyelids when he blinks.
'It was everywhere,' He Tian murmurs. 'Never found out if she drowned in the water or on her own blood.'
'You never told me,' is all Guan Shan can say.
'You've got your own baggage,' He Tian says, dismissive. He sets his bottle back down, goes back to scrolling, his smile shuttered. 'I didn't want you to have to deal with mine too.'
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