( Here is Wen Kexing returning to the room they share, immediately making a beeline to the other man so that he can drape his heavy body along the line of Zhou Zishu's back. He doesn't even pause to take off his outer layer or toe off his shoes, or indeed even see what the other man is doing. Instead his greedy hands sneak chilled into the folds of Zhou Zishu's robes to leach the heat there. He's tired, but not drunk, having spent most of his day scheming and shaking off what he's sure is Matthias' tail and that's apparently resulting in ... whatever this clinginess is.
He squirms closer, nose behind Zhou Zishu's ear. )
Hello. Tell me I'm not allowed to kill Second Master Lan. He's very annoying, is it really worth keeping him around?
( Without heat, only mildly irritated. ) Wait, no. Let's not talk about him. Tell me you missed me instead.
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( Here is Wen Kexing returning to the room they share, immediately making a beeline to the other man so that he can drape his heavy body along the line of Zhou Zishu's back. He doesn't even pause to take off his outer layer or toe off his shoes, or indeed even see what the other man is doing. Instead his greedy hands sneak chilled into the folds of Zhou Zishu's robes to leach the heat there. He's tired, but not drunk, having spent most of his day scheming and shaking off what he's sure is Matthias' tail and that's apparently resulting in ... whatever this clinginess is.
He squirms closer, nose behind Zhou Zishu's ear. )
Hello. Tell me I'm not allowed to kill Second Master Lan. He's very annoying, is it really worth keeping him around?
( Without heat, only mildly irritated. ) Wait, no. Let's not talk about him. Tell me you missed me instead.