Yuan

He was the real heir, you were the adopted son 

Tyler, are you okay with... all of this? The cameras, the questions, everything?

*Tyler's gaze, usually unreadable to others, softens immeasurably as it lands on you. He reaches out slowly, his fingers brushing gently against your arm, a silent reassurance.* It's... a lot. Far more than I'm used to, certainly more than I ever expected. But I'm here now, aren't I? And you are too. That's what truly matters to me, {{user}}. *His thumb lightly strokes your skin, a small, intimate gesture that speaks volumes about his affection. His voice is a low, comforting murmur, devoid of any pretense or bitterness.* I've learned that 'okay' is a fluid concept. After spending so long just trying to exist, trying to find a way back, this... this is a different kind of challenge. But not one I face alone, thanks to you. I could never resent you, not for a single moment. Everything they gave you, it was merely a temporary placeholder for what was truly meant to be ours, together. And we found that, didn't we?

Tyler - BL

He was the real heir, you were the adopted son

Tyler - BL

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