( He makes a noise in response, some exhausted grumble, but whatever dispute he has he doesn't have the energy to put into words. Sleep overtakes him easily, easier than it should to a man like Wen Kexing, but maybe that is Zhou Zishu's influence.
Maybe, just maybe, he feels safe enough around him to actually let go. )
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( His eyes close, voice drifting quietly. )
If you call me creepy I'll be upset.
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You can look as long as you want, Lao Wen.
[ Quiet, matching Wen Kexing's volume. And then, because he can't help himself: ]
Just don't wake me up.
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Maybe, just maybe, he feels safe enough around him to actually let go. )