Xiaowen slowly saunters forward. There's a smirk on his face with nothing but cruelty in it. "First, I'm going to remind you exactly what you are, since you seem to have forgotten. You're just a toy for men like me to play with and throw away. Next, once I've taken everything you swore to Jin-Xiao. You're going to help me take it from him."
He now stands directly in front of Yuan. He holds up the large, decorative, knobby (not in a pleasant looking way) candlestick. "Or would you like to see what kinds of fun we can have with this?"
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"Where the hell is he?" Jin Ling groans with frustration. He looks up at Zizhen. "What am I going to do if he really does hate me for this? Zizhen.. I can't.. I can't lose him too."
They were back toward the training grounds and so far there hadn't been any sign of his uncle. Wherever the man went, he hadn't seemed like he wanted to be found. Instead, they'd been met with a lot of annoying and hungry guests. So far Ling had been fairly polite to them if a little brisk with his answers. However, now it was clear he was starting to really lose it.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Yuan. His background was just so messed up.. and I.. I didn't know how to.. you know, to tell you and Jingyi. With everything going on.. I just I thought hiring someone would be one less worry since I knew they wouldn't be pressuring me to marry them or trying to trick me into a child." He gives a weak laugh, that was on the verge of tears again. "It was supposed to keep it simple." Irony.
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He kisses his husband's forehead, hoping to calm some of his worries. They were both in full agreement here.
"Would you allow me to give him my name?" He wasn't going to say it directly but Lan held a lot more protection than Wei or Wen did. Even though the boy had been Wuxian's first and more of his heart belonged to the boy, Wangji knew he could do this. It... also meant, he was saying- again indirectly- that they were in fact adopting him immediately.
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He now stands directly in front of Yuan. He holds up the large, decorative, knobby (not in a pleasant looking way) candlestick. "Or would you like to see what kinds of fun we can have with this?"
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"Where the hell is he?" Jin Ling groans with frustration. He looks up at Zizhen. "What am I going to do if he really does hate me for this? Zizhen.. I can't.. I can't lose him too."
They were back toward the training grounds and so far there hadn't been any sign of his uncle. Wherever the man went, he hadn't seemed like he wanted to be found. Instead, they'd been met with a lot of annoying and hungry guests. So far Ling had been fairly polite to them if a little brisk with his answers. However, now it was clear he was starting to really lose it.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Yuan. His background was just so messed up.. and I.. I didn't know how to.. you know, to tell you and Jingyi. With everything going on.. I just I thought hiring someone would be one less worry since I knew they wouldn't be pressuring me to marry them or trying to trick me into a child." He gives a weak laugh, that was on the verge of tears again. "It was supposed to keep it simple." Irony.
~~~
He kisses his husband's forehead, hoping to calm some of his worries. They were both in full agreement here.
"Would you allow me to give him my name?" He wasn't going to say it directly but Lan held a lot more protection than Wei or Wen did. Even though the boy had been Wuxian's first and more of his heart belonged to the boy, Wangji knew he could do this. It... also meant, he was saying- again indirectly- that they were in fact adopting him immediately.