[ lu bixing's face brightens up, as the acceptance comes. he knows lin jingheng by now - knows the aloof answer, is expecting it , but is somehow just twice as delighted every time lin jingheng says yes. he knows from experience and observation, like any good scientist, that lin jingheng is actually nicer to him than just about anyone else in the entire world, and he knows that he gets away with everything, so he knows that he has to push the limits of it just a little.
the smile on his face is as bright as the sun when he gets his yes nonetheless because it never gets less thrilling, and he laughs. ]
I bet you haven't. Well, no, that's not true. I bet you've seen it, but I don't think you've experienced it.
[ he's teasing, of course, as he nudges the door back open with his heel, but it is true. lin jingheng doesn't talk to people like lu bixing does, and, he's not exactly a cayley kid like lu bixing is, the country bumpkin son of a crime lord. he loves ankheen. it reminds him of home.
he pushes the door back open - pauses, and then strides right over to lin jingheng's closet, plucking a jacket off of the hook and giving it a little wiggle. ]
It's going to get cold, so make sure you're ready. Andy, are you coming?
[ andromeda barks her affirmative, cheerfully, and trots over to follow, tail sticking straight up and looking back expectantly at eury and lin jingheng. ]
[ eury pads forward, followed by lin jingheng bringing up the rear, pulling the jacket from bixing's hand... hmm. he closes the door to the house they've been provided and bumps his shoulder against lu bixing's before looking towards the city curiously and then towards lu bixing. he's not sure what exactly he has in mind for this "surprise."
and something tells him that he's going to feel strongly about it in some way or another. all feelings that are strong tend to feel a bit like lin jingheng is being twisted by a pair of large hands, bones breaking, heart racing.
he blinks a bit because eury has stopped completely, his tail lashing, hitting jingheng's calf over and over again, eyes pointed towards him. he fixes his own gaze on him before taking lu bixing's hand fast and tight into his own. ]
Experience it before we're shunted somewhere else?
[ well, he was going to put the jacket on himself, but somehow flirting with jingheng over it is even better - his mouth quirks up into a smile, and he lets their hands brush as he takes the coat, lets it brighten up his whole expression. next to him, andromeda makes a happy chuffing noise, tail starting to wag behind her as she trots a full circle around them both, almost prancing with glee.
especially, especially when jingheng does take his hand. lu bixing lights up, like he always does, a sun contained in a person, and pulls his hand up to lay a kiss on his knuckles. ]
Nope. [ as playful as andromeda, he smiles against his knuckles, and then moves to pull him through the door into the desert sun. by now, the time has changed to the late afternoon - the unbearably hot sun is starting to come down, and bixing takes their hands and swings them, as andromeda trots out in the front and nudges against eury, then continues to more or less cheerfully prance at his side. ] You trust me, right? Especially in a city.
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the smile on his face is as bright as the sun when he gets his yes nonetheless because it never gets less thrilling, and he laughs. ]
I bet you haven't. Well, no, that's not true. I bet you've seen it, but I don't think you've experienced it.
[ he's teasing, of course, as he nudges the door back open with his heel, but it is true. lin jingheng doesn't talk to people like lu bixing does, and, he's not exactly a cayley kid like lu bixing is, the country bumpkin son of a crime lord. he loves ankheen. it reminds him of home.
he pushes the door back open - pauses, and then strides right over to lin jingheng's closet, plucking a jacket off of the hook and giving it a little wiggle. ]
It's going to get cold, so make sure you're ready. Andy, are you coming?
[ andromeda barks her affirmative, cheerfully, and trots over to follow, tail sticking straight up and looking back expectantly at eury and lin jingheng. ]
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and something tells him that he's going to feel strongly about it in some way or another. all feelings that are strong tend to feel a bit like lin jingheng is being twisted by a pair of large hands, bones breaking, heart racing.
he blinks a bit because eury has stopped completely, his tail lashing, hitting jingheng's calf over and over again, eyes pointed towards him. he fixes his own gaze on him before taking lu bixing's hand fast and tight into his own. ]
Experience it before we're shunted somewhere else?
[ he huffs. ]
Do I get a hint?
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especially, especially when jingheng does take his hand. lu bixing lights up, like he always does, a sun contained in a person, and pulls his hand up to lay a kiss on his knuckles. ]
Nope. [ as playful as andromeda, he smiles against his knuckles, and then moves to pull him through the door into the desert sun. by now, the time has changed to the late afternoon - the unbearably hot sun is starting to come down, and bixing takes their hands and swings them, as andromeda trots out in the front and nudges against eury, then continues to more or less cheerfully prance at his side. ] You trust me, right? Especially in a city.