Whatever you do, Wuxian, don't mention it or the whole thing will be burned to the ground!
Ling stands outside his uncle's room pacing back and forth for several minutes debating whether he should ask or if this was a horrible idea and he should go back to his room and just have sex with A-Yuan. He also realized he called Yuan 'Yuan' and not 'A-Yuan' and feels guilty about it. He was definitely too precious to him not to get that courtesy. He'd just been flustered. He should go back and apologize. No!
He lifts a hand and knocks, wincing at the sound. This could easily be the dumbest thing he's ever done but if anyone could look past station it was the man who protected a bunch of nobodies in the Burial Mound. "Wei-shimu?" Smirk. "We need to talk!"
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"Shh! A-Geming! I have to go!" Liling's voice chirped in a little extra sweet tone outside of Yuan's door. She cleared her throat and straightened her collar before tapping on the door. "Zheng-gongzi? My apologies I'm late, sir!" In addition to water, she now has a tray of food and tea. And um.. a requested small bottle of .. well.. oil. *Ahem*. There's a discreet cloth over it though.
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2021-08-15 00:16 (UTC)Ling stands outside his uncle's room pacing back and forth for several minutes debating whether he should ask or if this was a horrible idea and he should go back to his room and just have sex with A-Yuan. He also realized he called Yuan 'Yuan' and not 'A-Yuan' and feels guilty about it. He was definitely too precious to him not to get that courtesy. He'd just been flustered. He should go back and apologize. No!
He lifts a hand and knocks, wincing at the sound. This could easily be the dumbest thing he's ever done but if anyone could look past station it was the man who protected a bunch of nobodies in the Burial Mound. "Wei-shimu?" Smirk. "We need to talk!"
~~~
"Shh! A-Geming! I have to go!" Liling's voice chirped in a little extra sweet tone outside of Yuan's door. She cleared her throat and straightened her collar before tapping on the door. "Zheng-gongzi? My apologies I'm late, sir!" In addition to water, she now has a tray of food and tea. And um.. a requested small bottle of .. well.. oil. *Ahem*. There's a discreet cloth over it though.