Born out of a conversation with @ninjakk about the fact that sandalwood ought to be a very, very common smell used everywhere, and isn't it so funny that Wei WuXian only ever seems to notice it on Lan WangJi? :)
An image that is familiar to your eyes always remains in your memories and leaves an impression. That becomes love and makes your heart beat fast. It makes you hold hands. It is like watching ten years later in advance. It makes you dream. It becomes part of your life, even if you say goodbye. That emotion is... That air is... It torments you for a long time.
i thought i felt your shape, but i was wrong. really all i felt was falsely strong,
i held on tight and closed my eyes. it was dumb, i had no sense of your size.
it was dumb to hold so tight.