( they come to a natural pause as jin ling inspects him, harry turning to face him to better accept the critique. he isn't especially affected by it, seeing it for what it is — jin ling can't afford himself the sanctity of being sad, so he's taking it out of whatever's closest to him. that said, it's not like it's an unfair assessment of harry potter. he isn't even technically poor, here or back home, thanks to the fortune his parents left him after they died. it's just — more comfortable, more instinctive to be thrifty. to wear his shoes down until there are holes in his soles, to keep beef jerky in a bag under his mattress for the days when hunger seems more natural than being full.
he offers jin ling a cracked, half smile, lifting up their handhold so his knuckles are pressed against harry's chest. )
Yes.
( dragons are not the worst offenders back at home. but that which is light can never be touched by dark, so jin ling will never go home with him.
squeezing his hand, harry lets go, leaning forward to steal the cloak off his shoulders, tossing it back in his pouch once it's clear. throwing an arm around jin ling's shoulders, he side hugs him close, setting off in a direction with a bit more enthusiasm. )
We'll take care of me, and we'll take care of you. It's how friendship works, A-Ling. ( hermione would have quite a bit to say in the irony of harry j potter saying this. ) Here. We'll go pick up copious amounts of junk food and candy, maybe some takeout and a movie to watch, and then we'll go back to my apartment where no one can find you, and you can take a break from being Young Master Jin for a night.
I have plenty more stories to tell you, if you just want to listen — about the Forbidden Forest, and time travel, and the Order of the Phoenix — or if you'd like to talk about what's bothering you, I'm quite good at listening myself. Lets just get home first. Are you hungry?
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he offers jin ling a cracked, half smile, lifting up their handhold so his knuckles are pressed against harry's chest. )
Yes.
( dragons are not the worst offenders back at home. but that which is light can never be touched by dark, so jin ling will never go home with him.
squeezing his hand, harry lets go, leaning forward to steal the cloak off his shoulders, tossing it back in his pouch once it's clear. throwing an arm around jin ling's shoulders, he side hugs him close, setting off in a direction with a bit more enthusiasm. )
We'll take care of me, and we'll take care of you. It's how friendship works, A-Ling. ( hermione would have quite a bit to say in the irony of harry j potter saying this. ) Here. We'll go pick up copious amounts of junk food and candy, maybe some takeout and a movie to watch, and then we'll go back to my apartment where no one can find you, and you can take a break from being Young Master Jin for a night.
I have plenty more stories to tell you, if you just want to listen — about the Forbidden Forest, and time travel, and the Order of the Phoenix — or if you'd like to talk about what's bothering you, I'm quite good at listening myself. Lets just get home first. Are you hungry?