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Lan Sizhui (蓝思追) ([personal profile] lanofsizhui) wrote2020-12-10 09:25 am

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[personal profile] snowsparksjr 2020-01-27 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Jin Ling's lips twitch a little, charmed by Lan Sizhui's discovery of the showers in this world. "Sizhui, the waterfall in Cloud Recesses is frigid. The showers here are so much better. They're warm."

He uncurls a little bit, picking at some of the snacks Sizhui prepared. His tea has gone cold now, but Jin Ling drinks it anyway. "I'm not hungry."
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[personal profile] snowsparksjr 2020-01-27 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
The touch is soothing, and he leans into it, relaxing more and starting to blush. "Sizhui, what are you doing? You're not some servant."

His tone is a little bit indignant, but he leans into it like a cat being petted. When Sizhui's hand finds the tense muscles of his neck, he makes an involuntary noise, almost a whimper.

He freezes at hearing himself make such a noise, turning deep red.
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[personal profile] snowsparksjr 2020-01-27 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
"It doesn't hurt. It's just tense."

Because Lan Sizhui doesn't chide him for that embarrassing moment of weakness, but just keeps on massaging at him, Jin Ling's usual bluster and defensiveness has no legs to stand on. He doesn't have any real reason to reject this, since Sizhui clearly doesn't think it's strange for something like this to be happening between them, so he just accepts it. Maybe this is normal among friends. He wouldn't know.

Leaning farther into it, Jin Ling goes ahead and rests his arms and upper torso on Sizhui's lap, relaxing completely and letting Sizhui do whatever he wants.
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[personal profile] snowsparksjr 2020-01-27 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Jin Ling nods, cheek nuzzling against Sizhui's thigh with the motion. He sighs once, body relaxing further as Sizhui massages him and hums soothingly.

Within a few minutes, his determination to stay up all night is forgotten and his paranoia is soothed away. There's no way he can remain paranoid and tense while Sizhui has got him melting across his lap like this. One of his arms slips, dangling off the edge of the couch, as Jin Ling falls asleep in Sizhui's lap.
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[personal profile] snowsparksjr 2020-01-29 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)

Jin Ling half awoke for a moment as Sizhui lifts him. “Sizhui,” he murmurs, nuzzling his head against Sizhui’s shoulder and curling his fingers around one of Sizhui’s lapels.

He mumbles again, inaudible, as Sizhui ticks him in. The bed is warm, and it’s safe here. Sizhui won’t let anything bad happen. He’s glad that Sizhui is his friend and glad that they’re together. Everything will be fine, if the two of them are a team.