His breath hitches as the ribbon was delicately tied around his slim wrist. It felt like it was secure a bandage or a salve for a wound that he didn't know he carried. Unbidden the tears began to drip from his eyes.

"O-okay."

But before he could be led he moved to kiss him, deeply, as if he could imbue every bit of his feelings, his love his regret, his longing, everything.

"I love you Lan Xichen." he said softly before, moving to lead them to the table. He was still crying but he no longer cared.