there's a beat, almost like he's processing that, head tilted to the side - binghe's gaze moves briefly over shen qingqiu for a moment, from his slight twitched fingers to his face, to his fan. ]
...I haven't. [ he says, after a moment, and moves from where he was watching out into the room proper. dressed in his usual dark clothes once more, with the light warmer in the room proper, it becomes a bit more obvious that he's scuffed up, scratched in a few places, though the injuries seem to have been in the process of healing; there are still a couple of spots that are bleeding, visible with his open collar. tfw you get nerfed :(
still, he takes that tsundere little summoning gesture for what it is, and lets his feet carry him closer, and closer still, if he'd like to reach out and touch. ] Have you? [ a pause. ] Shizun?
[ his protag halo!!!!! shen qingqiu certainly is eyeing his injuries with a frown, fingers twitching yet again like he wants to reach out and touch. he keeps from it if only because they’re out in unfamiliar territory like this. ...perhaps once they’ve found rooming. ]
Not yet. Only others who are surprised to be here as well.
[ his heart is going to beat out of his goddamn chest even though it’s been a grand total of perhaps five minutes and yet he still looks away demurely while his free hand idly swings back to take Binghe’s. it’s honestly terrible how much tension drops from his shoulders by this one motion. he’s really gone and done it now hasn’t he? ]
there's another pause, as he just sort of. looks at their combined hands for a moment, the way shen qingqiu's hand seems to fit naturally into his. binghe still seems tense, though it may be for their surroundings, or the fact that he's injured like this... or that shizun is here in this odd place, too... how very concerning.
eventually, he exhales, a huff of a noise, and ducks his head, quiet for a little longer. ]
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 ]
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there's a beat, almost like he's processing that, head tilted to the side - binghe's gaze moves briefly over shen qingqiu for a moment, from his slight twitched fingers to his face, to his fan. ]
...I haven't. [ he says, after a moment, and moves from where he was watching out into the room proper. dressed in his usual dark clothes once more, with the light warmer in the room proper, it becomes a bit more obvious that he's scuffed up, scratched in a few places, though the injuries seem to have been in the process of healing; there are still a couple of spots that are bleeding, visible with his open collar. tfw you get nerfed :(
still, he takes that tsundere little summoning gesture for what it is, and lets his feet carry him closer, and closer still, if he'd like to reach out and touch. ] Have you? [ a pause. ] Shizun?
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Not yet. Only others who are surprised to be here as well.
[ his heart is going to beat out of his goddamn chest even though it’s been a grand total of perhaps five minutes and yet he still looks away demurely while his free hand idly swings back to take Binghe’s. it’s honestly terrible how much tension drops from his shoulders by this one motion. he’s really gone and done it now hasn’t he? ]
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he's holding his hand.
there's another pause, as he just sort of. looks at their combined hands for a moment, the way shen qingqiu's hand seems to fit naturally into his. binghe still seems tense, though it may be for their surroundings, or the fact that he's injured like this... or that shizun is here in this odd place, too... how very concerning.
eventually, he exhales, a huff of a noise, and ducks his head, quiet for a little longer. ]
Is it only you and I?
[ bow chicka wow wow ]
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There are others here!
[ unfortunately. ]
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But no one you or I know?
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Not that I have sensed, no.
[ he says, like he's not nerfed either ]
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Neither have I... shizun. [ ✨ ] How lucky!
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I would not have expected such anyway, having left Cang Qiong.
[ at least they weren't separated though. he would have quite honestly lost his entire shit and then immediately panicked about Binghe losing his. ]
I suppose we'll just have to face whatever caused this together.
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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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i need more kissy icons wtf
wow guess who realized i don't have any
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