Jin Ling gets a suspicious look on his face seeing how flustered Zizhen is and his gaze lowers. His cheeks start to heat when seeing his lips reminds him of what he just saw in his dream. Oh no! That must mean! But wait, there's more.. he keeps going and sees both the indecent way he's spread his legs, hooking one around Zizhen's and.. Oh god! His hand is in his robes too!
"Holy shit!" He gasps, scrambling back. "Wha- no.. I.. oh.. shit.. I'm so- so sorry! I.." Really wanted to screw you so apparently I tried in my sleep. "I didn't.. mean to.. you must really hate me right now!"
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Lan Zhan's worry deepens as Wuxian and Jingyi don't come right back. He slips onto the bed and draws the young man into his arms. He doesn't care that his brother or uncle are witnessing this. They should see what a real father does when a child is sick or wounded not the bullshit they were raised with. A real man holds his son and kisses his forehead. A good father whispers to him encouragement and loving words while threading his fingers through his hair. The best father.. never lets him get hurt in the first place, which makes his heart ache with guilt. If he hadn't walked away from the group to chase that stupid tiger..
~~~
She looks ready to argue again, but thinks better of it. That nor the tears seem to be helping her cause, so with a heavy, shuddering sigh she tried to 'calm down'. She doesn't bother denying she meant to hurt Jingyi, even shoots a brief glare at him. However, the question has her raising her head.
"What incentive do I have to-"
Jingyi springs in front of Wuxian, cheeks flushed with sudden rage, and catches the woman by the scruff of her robes. "Listen here, woman! You tell us right now what was in this poison or we're going to make your son and husband come back and eat you starting with your feet while you sit there and watch! Now cut the crap and do as Wei-qianbei says!"
The other Lan clan disciples who had been standing there guarding her gape at Jingyi completely horrified. One of them looks like they're going to be sick.
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2021-10-01 05:13 (UTC)"Holy shit!" He gasps, scrambling back. "Wha- no.. I.. oh.. shit.. I'm so- so sorry! I.." Really wanted to screw you so apparently I tried in my sleep. "I didn't.. mean to.. you must really hate me right now!"
~~~
Lan Zhan's worry deepens as Wuxian and Jingyi don't come right back. He slips onto the bed and draws the young man into his arms. He doesn't care that his brother or uncle are witnessing this. They should see what a real father does when a child is sick or wounded not the bullshit they were raised with. A real man holds his son and kisses his forehead. A good father whispers to him encouragement and loving words while threading his fingers through his hair. The best father.. never lets him get hurt in the first place, which makes his heart ache with guilt. If he hadn't walked away from the group to chase that stupid tiger..
~~~
She looks ready to argue again, but thinks better of it. That nor the tears seem to be helping her cause, so with a heavy, shuddering sigh she tried to 'calm down'. She doesn't bother denying she meant to hurt Jingyi, even shoots a brief glare at him. However, the question has her raising her head.
"What incentive do I have to-"
Jingyi springs in front of Wuxian, cheeks flushed with sudden rage, and catches the woman by the scruff of her robes. "Listen here, woman! You tell us right now what was in this poison or we're going to make your son and husband come back and eat you starting with your feet while you sit there and watch! Now cut the crap and do as Wei-qianbei says!"
The other Lan clan disciples who had been standing there guarding her gape at Jingyi completely horrified. One of them looks like they're going to be sick.