I expect nothing less. [ his fingers tighten around binghe's if to quietly say don't you even try wandering off for medicine from the highest peak or whatever else you can think of! he's already dealing with accidentally(?) getting transmigrated again after all. ]
Come, I wish to see more of this place.
[ get the lay of the land. maybe go for a romantic stroll in the snow. you know, the usual ]
[ the way his hand tightens so easily like that... binghe hums to himself, a quiet, pleased noise, and his hand curls to match, a little too tight at first before it softens, readjusting.
innocently, with a tilt of his head: ] Perhaps shizun will have me hold him, if it gets too cold...?
[ he snaps but even he has to admit very (very) quietly to himself Binghe probably generates enough heat to be quite toasty in this cold weather. PERHAPS...HE WILL CONSIDER IT... but for now, binghe's only task is just keeping shizuns fingers warm without letting him spontaneously combust from the idea of holding hands like... like l-l-l-lo-lovers ]
[ the sheer exasperation in his expression. binghe, please. he Sees that.
and yet, he says nothing to it. ]
Mm, not yet. I've only just glanced through the lodgings.
[ and stared a burning hole into the plaques with their names on it because what the fuck!! why were they expected!!! where's their shitty host! why isn't his system giving him game help!! ]
[ their lodgings... so strange and modern... and full of people. and roommates.
he seems to walk with a bit of a spring to his step, even with that reminder, pleased as he leads shen qingqiu outside into the snow. stick close, shizun...! ]
It is unlike you to have to share a room with others.
[ stares at the sky because he legit thinks to himself 'world hard and cold, tiddy soft and firm' for a moment before shaking those thoughts out his head. his face!! think about his face!!! and hides it behind his fan because really now!!!!! ]
You've become far too bold for your own good.
[ he says like he wouldn't take full advantage of it given the chance ]
[ maybe shizun will end up scolding him for such things.
he tilts his head to look at him, trying to peek underneath the fan a little, other hand reaching out to touch him... maybe he can bat the fan away. ] This disciple is sorry. [ are you ]
by which i mean, when putting his hand on the fan moves it to the side without any pushback, he looks. surprised? and then, unbelievably pleased, suddenly, like the cat at the bottom of an aviary. binghe finishes the motion, pushing the fan aside, and immediately gets all up in his grill, releasing the way he'd been letting shen qingqiu hold his arm and bringing it around his waist instead. ]
[ though despite how warm his face is, he looks incredibly content where he is. cuddles for binghe! and maybe more if he gets the hint! he absolutely refuses to do fish lips!! ]
that smile widens... and then he ducks in immediately to kiss shen qingqiu right on the mouth, arm around his waist tightening and pulling him in closer.
[ despite sqq's hands gripping his forearms like binghe! please! control yourself! he's sinking into the kiss like it's the best thing that's happened to him since all this chaos began.
[ his hands from where they're gripping onto binghe will eventually start frantically smacking at him. binghe. binghe he needs to breath. binghe!!! he can't hold his breath this long!!! binghe!!!!!! ]
he does hold the kiss for a little bit longer after that, even. the press of his mouth softens, almost coaxing... and being smacked at gets shen qingqiu's lower lip nipped at, but he pulls back after that, expression pulling into a frown.
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I suppose so, Shizun. [ he doesn't seem to mind that one bit. (no shit). ] This disciple will stay close by your side.
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I expect nothing less. [ his fingers tighten around binghe's if to quietly say don't you even try wandering off for medicine from the highest peak or whatever else you can think of! he's already dealing with accidentally(?) getting transmigrated again after all. ]
Come, I wish to see more of this place.
[ get the lay of the land. maybe go for a romantic stroll in the snow. you know, the usual ]
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innocently, with a tilt of his head: ] Perhaps shizun will have me hold him, if it gets too cold...?
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[ he snaps but even he has to admit very (very) quietly to himself Binghe probably generates enough heat to be quite toasty in this cold weather. PERHAPS...HE WILL CONSIDER IT... but for now, binghe's only task is just keeping shizuns fingers warm without letting him spontaneously combust from the idea of holding hands like... like l-l-l-lo-lovers ]
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Yes, shizun. [ fufu ♥
pleased, he will go ahead and start walking! let's go for a romantic walk in the snow. ] Have you spoken with those in your room, yet?
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and yet, he says nothing to it. ]
Mm, not yet. I've only just glanced through the lodgings.
[ and stared a burning hole into the plaques with their names on it because what the fuck!! why were they expected!!! where's their shitty host! why isn't his system giving him game help!! ]
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he seems to walk with a bit of a spring to his step, even with that reminder, pleased as he leads shen qingqiu outside into the snow. stick close, shizun...! ]
It is unlike you to have to share a room with others.
[ :( :( :(]
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This place seems uncaring of backgrounds and status.
[ which is interesting after so long. ]
Will you be alright being in a room with others?
[ he's not gonna think about maybe probably having to deal with waking up to someone protectively lurking under his bed ]
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or, maybe not? ]
... [ wellll....now that you mention it. a frown crosses his face, mouth turning downwards. ] There aren't enough beds in the room I am in, currently.
[ five's too many, shizun, ]
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Do they expect one of the others to sleep on the floor?
[ notice how he automatically assumes Binghe has claimed one already. ]
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well, he's not wrong, but also, ]
Unless someone chooses to sleep elsewhere. [ ...
his gaze flicks over to shen qingqiu's. ]
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[ quick and easy. ]
These beds were not meant to be shared.
[ he also would never be able to look legitimately anyone in the eye ever again if he were to be found being used as a stuffed bear ]
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Shizun is welcome to use me as a bed, instead, if he would like.
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You've become far too bold for your own good.
[ he says like he wouldn't take full advantage of it given the chance ]
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[ maybe shizun will end up scolding him for such things.
he tilts his head to look at him, trying to peek underneath the fan a little, other hand reaching out to touch him... maybe he can bat the fan away. ] This disciple is sorry. [ are you ]
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In public, most certainly.
[ but....... ] I suppose I can make the occasional exception when we are alone.
[ he’s blushing like he’s the swooning maiden now but even he has needs!! so what if he does sway closer and let binghe move the fan away!! ]
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by which i mean, when putting his hand on the fan moves it to the side without any pushback, he looks. surprised? and then, unbelievably pleased, suddenly, like the cat at the bottom of an aviary. binghe finishes the motion, pushing the fan aside, and immediately gets all up in his grill, releasing the way he'd been letting shen qingqiu hold his arm and bringing it around his waist instead. ]
Really?
[ validate him ]
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[ though despite how warm his face is, he looks incredibly content where he is. cuddles for binghe! and maybe more if he gets the hint! he absolutely refuses to do fish lips!! ]
i need more kissy icons wtf
that smile widens... and then he ducks in immediately to kiss shen qingqiu right on the mouth, arm around his waist tightening and pulling him in closer.
this is the best day of his life!!! ]
wow guess who realized i don't have any
(it kinda is, tbh) ]
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lingers.
and lingers.
and lingers..... ]
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no kidding
he does hold the kiss for a little bit longer after that, even. the press of his mouth softens, almost coaxing... and being smacked at gets shen qingqiu's lower lip nipped at, but he pulls back after that, expression pulling into a frown.
is he sulking about it. he's probably sulking. ]
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