inheritedpain | IC INBOX: PRISMATICA

[ The colour rises up Jin Ling’s throat and tints his cheeks. ]

D-don’t be stupid! Yuri has her own place! Why would she have a room here!!

[ He doesn’t demand his hug, despite wanting it. He stands awkwardly for about two seconds before ungracefully plopping himself down in front of the table. ]

I don’t know!! It was supposed to be just him and me, so maybe he just wants us to have lots of space!! [ He leans over the table to take a look into the basket. Where is his tribute... ]

[wei wuxian doesn't even notice that awkwardness, he's too busy taking in the new place.]

Well, she's not hard to like! And don't you want your friends to be staying over too, from time to time? You said you're friends!

[he's going to come around the table and drape himself over jin ling like a cloak. a man-shaped cloak. mmm comfy.]

Did you shower?

We are friends!! And if Uncle says they can use the spare rooms then they can but that’s not why they’re there in the first place!! They could have just stayed in my room, otherwise!

[ He lets out a small grunt and makes a face as if he thinks Wei Wuxian is too heavy, but something clenches in his chest instead. That Wei Wuxian can just... was he this affectionate his whole life?

... just how much did he miss out on? ]

Why would I shower just because you were coming over!!

[ .... so that’s a yes. ]

[from cloak to koala. luckily jin ling can't see wei wuxian's fond smile like this. this is nice. unspoken threat of injury should jiang cheng arrive unannounced aside, this feels right. this feels like home.]

Because you like your uncle Wei Ying! Why else? Have we not shared our secrets with each other? Have we not bonded? Can't an uncle dote on his nephew?

So has Lady Yuri stayed in your bedroom yet?

[ He scoffs, but doesn’t actually deny it, mostly because he’s not a great liar in the first place. ]

You can do whatever you want!! You’re so clingy. [ The last bit was muttered, but he... didn’t really want his uncle to stop anyway.

His flush spreads instantly when her name is brought up again. ]

That’s— no!! [ mostly because having his own permanent room is a very new experience and uh.. he tends to go to her place ]

I-I’m just saying!!

I hear you, I hear you, you're just wooing her from beneath her window, yes? Offering flowers, rice cakes, songs you wrote yourself? Have you taken her on long walks? Shared a meal together at a candle-lit dinner?

[...he should probably do that sometime, too, for yuri. she deserves at least half of it, for how much she's put up with their whole lot, by the look of things.

and he's just going to bite jin ling's shoulder, no big deal, this is normal uncle behavior. he has to make up for all the missed opportunities from when jin ling was a fat bundle of tears in shijie's arms.]

How's your poetry?

Edited 2020-03-10 13:33 (UTC)

Who said anything about wooing!! We’re friends!! That’s not— she’s just very— she knows what she wants, okay, it’s not like that!! She’s just very- - - direct - -

Ow! [ that’s it! He gives up on the dumplings and plants his hand smack on Wei Wuxian’s face to try shoving him away. ]

Why are you so weird!!

Why would I need poetry!!!!

Why wouldn't you not need it? Are you shy about your poetry? Do you want me to help? I will help you if you want! We can even drag Sizhui along to help, I'm sure he has better handwriting than the both of us—

[wei wuxian does a licc

on jin ling's palm]

[ Oh great, now he’s bright red. The idea of Sizhui correcting his terrible attempts at romantic poetry— ]

I don’t need it!! I have other talents!! I—

Agh, gross!!

[ He just smears his wet palm over Wei Wuxian’s face. ]

Look at you!! What kind of poetry would you even be able to help write!! Weird things about licking people??

Do you doubt m— Agh! You didn't have to wipe it on my face! My robes would've been fine!

[but fine, you asked for this! remember!!!]

I stand under the moonlight
Watching the summer blooms close;
As the wind kisses my cheek,
I remember your perfume on my skin.

Or you could just play the zither really badly, if you really want to impress someone the wrong way.

Think about that next time you lick someone!! So gross!

[ The fact that this whole exchange - despite the licking - has felt extra nice because of moonlacing is something he’s not going to think about, thank you very much. ]

I can just —

[ He flushed darker. ]

What do you even know!! I even got asked on a date while you were on your way here! I’m plenty impressive without even trying!!

[ please don’t ask him what a date is he’s still trying to figure that out ]

[HAH HE KNEW IT are you not impressed with your uncle wei ying's poetry? are you not? huh? huh??? huuuh?????]

Okay, okay, that is admittedly great, but did you say yes? Do you know what you're going to wear? What you're going to bring? Do you have any idea what they might like?

[ Mostly he’s just trying to remember how Hanguang-Jun smells, but he will investigate later.

His face may well be on fire and he’s gonna just - agh he can’t even eat dumplings now, he has to wash his hands!!! But washing his hands means pulling out of Wei Wuxian’s koala embrace so he’ll just

stay here

it’s fine!! ]

That’s— why would I wear anything different! We’re going to play— [ fuck he never did figure out how to say this out loud ] — Kwid Ditch. I’m going to shove him off his broom and win whatever this golden ball thing is!!

[ Ugh— ] Am I supposed to bring something??

You're going to play in a ditch? With brooms? Why is there a golden ball?

[whatever. details. wei wuxian waves - first noncommittally, then for the waitstaff to refill their bottles - and pours them another round of drinks.

this time, wei wuxian's eyes have a glint of mischief to them.]

You should bring them something. Something they'll like. You want to be seen as a desirable partner, right? A good partner satisfies. Bring something that'll make them light up when they see it!

It's not in a ditch - you fly around on brooms and chase after a gold ball, apparently. I don't know how it works, he just asked me if I wanted to play a sport, and I said yes, and then he said "well then that could count as a date, right" and I said "I guess so??"

But I'm going to fly on my sword, not on a broom. I'm not a peasant.

[ He reaches for another dumpling and shoves it into his mouth, before he starts to go red at the suggestion. ]

I--! Who said anything about partner!! I don't - I don't know what he likes?? [ .... other than kisses. Fuck. Did that count?? ]

We only met the one time and he was half fish so--

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