If you take me to bed I’m sure I can forget all of this under your careful hands. You normally have a way of making me forget everything except your name.
You’re a very talented musician, Er ge. Those fingers of yours are long and can play any instrument given over to them. The xiao, a guqin, my body... You can make me sing sweeter notes than any of them when you curl them right.
[Guess who's decided that the apartment's entirely too quiet and that a dramatic reading is just what's needed to liven the place up? This guy, that's who!]
Really now? I coax all of that out of you? Sounds like we have a really good time! But you know what really spices things up? CHAINS.
Yeah, chains! Manacles are pretty fun but lined leather cuffs don't chafe the wrists as much. Of course, there's ointmments to use, too, to reduce the friction. You have such delicate wrists, A-Yao, my sweet.
[Jesus Christ. He looks at the text. He looks at the actual name of the person he’s been texting. He knows for a fact Wangji would never text like this so...]
Are those the sort of things you and Hanguang-Jun get up to, Wei Wuxian?
[Unmasked so soon? If he'd cared more about this beyond assisting his husband with his little problem, Wei Ying might've been disappointed. Instead, he's pretty amused.]
That depends. Does Lan Xichen tie you up like his brother does to me?
It’s one way to finally quiet one’s mind for a little while and not have to think so much. The outside world, its pressure or expectations, don’t have to exist for a time.
Sorry, Lan Zhan never forgets anything. Even little things I said to him a decade ago. He remembers everything. But I'll talk to him and delete the texts.
[He starts to type 'free of charge' but hesitates. Wei Wuxian's many things, most of them troublesome for many people, but often people forget he's kind, too. After a moment, he adds something more out of impulse.]
Just hang out with me sometime.
[Neither of them exactly have long lines of people clamoring to be their friend.]
[He mulls over the request about the phones, quietly calculating the risks of leaving his means of calling for help behind on the off-chance it turns out to be a trap of opportunity. It's nothing personal against Jin Guangyao; it's simply an everyday precaution for a man who's still feared and hated by many for sins he's committed.
But this very quality is part of what's prompting him to reach out to Jin Guangyao. If anyone in this world can truly empathize with a man in his position, it's someone who's walked a similar path and experienced some of the same injustices he had. And if Wei Wuxian wants to earn a little faith, he has to be willing to give a little, too.
Decision made, he texts back.]
No phones. Emperor's Smile would be great! It's been a while since I've had any.
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I assume because he thinks I’d know where to find them. I assume he wants to sleep with one.
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Why me.
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I'm afraid I've suffered a lapse in memory. How about you tell me all about how I handle you with these hands of mine?
[Don't blame him. Blame Lan Zhan. He, of all people, should know better than to hand him the phone.]
I’m dead. Jgy is also dead. Rip
no one deserves this shit, even JGY lol
Really now? I coax all of that out of you? Sounds like we have a really good time! But you know what really spices things up? CHAINS.
[Master of disguise here, yo.]
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Really, er ge? Tell me more.
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Yeah, chains! Manacles are pretty fun but lined leather cuffs don't chafe the wrists as much. Of course, there's ointmments to use, too, to reduce the friction. You have such delicate wrists, A-Yao, my sweet.
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Are those the sort of things you and Hanguang-Jun get up to, Wei Wuxian?
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That depends. Does Lan Xichen tie you up like his brother does to me?
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I've been trying to figure it out myself. I can't break it either. Not that I ever really want to anyway.
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I don’t suppose I’ve ever really TRIED to break it either though, to be fair.
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1/2
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What do you want to convince you to delete these texts and make sure Hanguang-jun somehow entirely forgets this happened.
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[He starts to type 'free of charge' but hesitates. Wei Wuxian's many things, most of them troublesome for many people, but often people forget he's kind, too. After a moment, he adds something more out of impulse.]
Just hang out with me sometime.
[Neither of them exactly have long lines of people clamoring to be their friend.]
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[He’s joking though, feeling oddly touched by the ‘price’ being asked for.]
I’ll bring Emperor’s Smile. I’ve heard good things about it.
Perhaps we’ll leave our phones somewhere far away from us and safe, however.
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But this very quality is part of what's prompting him to reach out to Jin Guangyao. If anyone in this world can truly empathize with a man in his position, it's someone who's walked a similar path and experienced some of the same injustices he had. And if Wei Wuxian wants to earn a little faith, he has to be willing to give a little, too.
Decision made, he texts back.]
No phones. Emperor's Smile would be great! It's been a while since I've had any.