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Lan Sizhui ([personal profile] sizhui) wrote2029-07-22 05:50 pm

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inheritedpain: (at the window)

[personal profile] inheritedpain 2020-02-21 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That may have been his “subtle” way of asking. Why does he feel disappointed?? Stupid.

He shows up about a half hour later, Fairy happily wagging her tail at his side. He comes to the door this time and hopes Hanguang-Jun isn’t the one to open up. He relaxes once he sees Sizhui. ]


How hard can it be to make noodles, anyway??
inheritedpain: (yeah i almost got my throat slit so what)

[personal profile] inheritedpain 2020-02-27 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He raises his arms, cupping them before him, and gives Sizhui an ironic bow. ]

Then I put myself in your capable hands.

[ He sounds amused, and - for once - in good spirits. ]

Where do we start?
inheritedpain: (don't you think?)

[personal profile] inheritedpain 2020-03-02 12:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Microwave— I’ve heard about that! Zizhen mentioned it. I didn’t really see what waves had to do with anything.

How can water heat up something? Is it boiling?

[ But he starts for the kitchen anyway, chattering along. ]

All I know is we have to make them as perfect as possible.
inheritedpain: (yeah i just opened a can of whoop ass)

[personal profile] inheritedpain 2020-03-02 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Sorry Sizhui he is still picturing literally micro waves on water and trying to wrap his head around them, but he just follows Sizhui’s lead anyway. ]

I can do that. I’ll clean them within an inch of their life.

[ He rolls his sleeves up and gets to work - surprisingly good at it. For someone who has servants to tend on him most of the time, apparently he’s very very particular about cleanliness. So he cleans everything, removes any piece that looks like it’s not perfect or wilting, and soon has it all laid out ready to cut. ]

Should we make this a game? [ He sounded amused again. ] See who can cut them the best?
inheritedpain: (maybe i'm nuts...)

[personal profile] inheritedpain 2020-03-02 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Perfect. [ Jin Ling grins smugly back at him. Wei Wuxian has nothing on them. He carefully packs the soup separately for delivery, and then glances back at Sizhui.. ]

We can take the soup first, but, ah—

[ A hint of colour rises to his cheeks. ]

Before we go- I probably don’t have enough money to buy the bow, so— [ Oh. His face was getting warm again. Very warm. ]

If it’s okay, I- well- if we could— just a little so I can buy the bow—
inheritedpain: (you really are quite stupid)

[personal profile] inheritedpain 2020-03-08 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Cool, great, when the fuck did Sizhui get so smooth? Jin Ling casts a little bit of a petulant look at him, just for being suave, and then tilted his chin up as if he definitely didn't care and this was definitely only because he had to. ]

Well, I mean - I figured we could just - kissing is probably the fastest way to do it, but if you don't want to do that we can just hold hands or something the whole way there--
inheritedpain: (at the window)

[personal profile] inheritedpain 2020-03-10 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
Well if you want to be gre-- [ He starts, but cuts off immediately when Sizhui steps up to him.

His heart thumps once, but then he leans in, pressing his lips to Sizhui's with far more intention that that simple brush had given, not even noticing when a hand went to rest on the boy's waist.

He'd kind of forgotten they were just

in Hanguang-jun's kitchen

really hadn't thought that far ahead. ]
inheritedpain: (at the window)

[personal profile] inheritedpain 2020-03-11 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He flushed darkly, his fingers curling into a firmer grip on Sizhui’s waist, stepping in closer as if drawn there. ]

No.

[ The answer was immediate and absolute - there wasn’t a trace of a question. He broke the kiss just for half a second to mutter: ] Don’t give me some nonsense about not letting you—

[ He presses another hard kiss to Sizhui’s sweet lips, his own parting a little of their own accord. Breathlessly, an answering whisper between kisses: ]

You can be greedy with me anytime.
inheritedpain: (ready thyself)

[personal profile] inheritedpain 2020-03-13 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ Overwhelming was definitely the word for it, though he would argue that intoxicating was another. Dizzying, maybe.

He make a soft involuntary sound against Sizhui’s mouth when the boy took a longer kiss, his free hand blindly moving until it catched around Sizhui’s. He took it, lacing their fingers together tightly and then squeezing firmly enough that Sizhui could probably feel how rapid his pulse was, right now. ]


You said both, [ He cut in breathlessly, having to break off for a few seconds before his lungs started to scream at him, his face so red and hot it could burst into flame at any moment.

He swallowed, a little self conscious suddenly, and let his nose brush against Sizhui’s in almost a nuzzle. ]


... I like it when you’re greedy with me, [ He admitted quietly. ] Makes me feel a little less like I’m going to ruin something—
inheritedpain: (are you saying what i think you are sayi)

[personal profile] inheritedpain 2020-03-13 09:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ The words “what may happen” made his heart skip a beat, his mouth getting a little dry, suddenly. At the word parting, his heart skipped for an entirely different reason. ]

I’m not going anywhere.

[ Except he couldn’t promise that, could he? A version of him had been here before, and left... ]

... I don’t want to go anywhere.

So stop worrying about that sort of thing! Who said I’d part from you for anything?
inheritedpain: (the calm before the storm)

[personal profile] inheritedpain 2020-03-13 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It melts right through him.

It’s the sweetest, most wonderful feeling in the world. And it only half has to do with the kiss.

He’s not exactly sure why it feels like something shifted between them - it was hardly a sentiment that felt new to him - but maybe because it was being acknowledged out loud. Maybe because he’d never really thought Sizhui felt the same way - especially given how he’d already here before and there was already another version of him now. Why should he want to be with this Jin Ling in particular?

And yet, he clearly did.

It was enough to make Jin Ling’s heart twist painfully and yet so very happily...

When he had to break for air, he was smiling despite himself - not the smug haughty smiles he so often displayed - but something soft and genuine. He must not have realised he was smiling at all.

He pressed another quiet kiss to the corner of Sizhui’s mouth. ]


Come on. The noodles are going to get too cold to be any good.