Wuxian raises an eyebrow at the pristine sheets but doesn't comment - he's showing marvelous restraint, of course, but under the circumstances it seems inappropriate even to him.

(Maybe just because the other boy involved is his A-Yuan)

He settles Yuan on the bed, sitting beside him and making sure there's space on the other side for Jin Ling. Yuan stays leaning against him with his face tucked into his shoulder, but as soon as Jin Ling joins them he turns, curling up against his side instead. His father keeps hold of his hand, though.

"I'm sorry," Yuan whispers hoarsely to Jin Ling. He feels like everything going so wrong is all his fault. It's ridiculously painful to speak, but he needed to say it.