By the time you figure out the rules I broke

Some of nervous tension in him starts to dissipate just a little at that soft touch to his cheek. Huaisang responds to that gentle kiss, lips parting slightly. He lifts a shaky hand to run just the tips of his fingers through Meng Yao's hair, his other one clasping the other man's remaining layer, not to remove it, just to curl his fingers into the cloth to hold.