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Ah...?

[ A moment, switching between finishing up the cleaning of the kitchen and paying full attention to Jin Ling.

Who is blushing, which makes Sizhui blink and consider, then smile a tiny bit and come closer, reach up to lightly neaten the folds of Jin Ling's robe, unsettled by the unusual activity around the kitchen. His eyes crinkle every so slightly. ]

And am I supposed to ask how we should make sure that you do have enough chroma...?

[ Teasing, just a little, because he's pretty sure it will be worse if he just agrees. As though another option is unthinkable. ]

[ 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--

Or we can do both.

[ One hand cupping Jin Ling's cheek, he brushes his lips lightly against the other boy's. Is this too fast? I'm here.

His suave only goes so far. But he does want to kiss him. Even if they are in the kitchen and literally anyone might walk in. He doesn't care. He's not ashamed. ]

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. ]

Yes. [ Whispered against those sweet lips, in-between kisses. ] I think I'm going to be greedy. Even if you don't let me again, right now, I'll be very greedy.

Do you want me, [ whispered, ] to stop?

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[ 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.

Well. [ Kiss. ] I would rather remind you that you can stop it at any time. [ Kiss. ] Because it can get a little overwhelming. [ Kiss. ] And I'd much rather if we're both greedy, about this, than not.

[ ... and a much longer kiss.

He won't remind that they had a point for this, but he won't forget, either. Just... they'll go. In a little bit. ]

[ 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—

I said both. [ Gentle nuzzle back. ]

You don't want to ruin me. And I don't to ruin you, either. And what may happen...

None of it is ruination, not when it's wanted. Not when it's understood. Even should there be parting...

You'll know that I want this now. I'll know that you want this, now.

[ 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?

[ Sizhui's eyes widen a fraction, and then he just. Gathers Jin Ling closer to him. His heart tries to go two ways at once, shrinking with the thought of losses and expanding with the words that Jin Ling says. In the end, he also hides his face against Jin Ling's shoulder for a moment. ]

I won't, either. I would not, and I will not.

[ All the ways he can say he doesn't and he won't choose to.

But he only hides a moment, before he raises his face to kiss him once more. Soft, impossibly fond, but-

This one will last for a while. ]

[ 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.

[ Yes. Sizhui definitely does. He does want to be here. With him.

He nuzzles just for a moment, before nodding, and only then starting to let go. ]

All right. Let's go find the best bow and make it a wonderful birthday for all of them. Yes?

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/gasps maybe a WRAP?