( he's reaching the point his brother's quoting as his bleary eyes continue blinking sleep away, wei wuxian's brow wrinkling and then smoothing out as he laughs, softly, shaking his head. )
He can't do that, ( he points out, absently, evidence of his husband's attempt at gentled sparring in written form, ) because he knows I care for you, and he'd be banished to sleeping on the floor if he did half what he wanted with you.
( a pause, mumbled as he's still not really fully awake: )
You do realise he repeatedly kicked me out of the house to protect you, thinking you were me, back in the village? You're both stubborn, loyal people.
HE THOUGHT I WAS YOU?! [ jiang cheng fumbles, he splutters, he near falls over his own feet. heat floods his face, and in this moment jiang cheng understands what being angry enough to for his head to explode means. he's gotten close, certainly, but right now his head is pounding with such intensity that it feels ten times too large.
as he's fuming over the idea that wangji had not even known the creature under his care was jiang cheng at all, he sluggishly processes wei wuxian's suggestion that the only thing keeping wangji from ending his life is that wei wuxian would make him sleep on the floor.
is that all this brotherhood, all jiang cheng's pride is worth to wei wuxian?
he expects little of lan wangji but this somehow slips under even that low bar, and wei wuxian— ]
You're telling me if he hung me from the rafters the only consequence would be ejection from your marital bed, Wei Wuxian?!
( cue trying to order the papers in his not awake lap, then looking
up at his brother, visibly aghast. )
You two are trying to murder each other?!
( look he knows about the cold war between them, sure, but this is
too early to be awake, or too late to but be sleeping, and he's confused
how this extreme example is relevant. )
Jiang Cheng, breathe, I'm not awake enough to keep up. He sent you letters,
how did this end up at murder?
( can they take a nap break, only he's looking progressively more
bemused. )
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Letters, [ comes the answered hiss. ]
Melodramatics! [ he clarifies, pacing now, visibly and audibly struggling to articulate just what he has taken such soul-deep offense to. ] Mockery!
His words drip with ridicule, with insincerity!
Just— He— [ jiang cheng sputters, then scowls. ] 'I beg your wisdom before my folly.'
[ ...he's not looking at the letters, which wei wuxian holds. he's quoting from memory. ]
Why doesn't he just hang me from from the rafters like he so clearly desires?!
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He can't do that, ( he points out, absently, evidence of his husband's attempt at gentled sparring in written form, ) because he knows I care for you, and he'd be banished to sleeping on the floor if he did half what he wanted with you.
( a pause, mumbled as he's still not really fully awake: )
You do realise he repeatedly kicked me out of the house to protect you, thinking you were me, back in the village? You're both stubborn, loyal people.
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as he's fuming over the idea that wangji had not even known the creature under his care was jiang cheng at all, he sluggishly processes wei wuxian's suggestion that the only thing keeping wangji from ending his life is that wei wuxian would make him sleep on the floor.
is that all this brotherhood, all jiang cheng's pride is worth to wei wuxian?
he expects little of lan wangji but this somehow slips under even that low bar, and wei wuxian— ]
You're telling me if he hung me from the rafters the only consequence would be ejection from your marital bed, Wei Wuxian?!
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( cue trying to order the papers in his not awake lap, then looking up at his brother, visibly aghast. )
You two are trying to murder each other?!
( look he knows about the cold war between them, sure, but this is too early to be awake, or too late to but be sleeping, and he's confused how this extreme example is relevant. )
Jiang Cheng, breathe, I'm not awake enough to keep up. He sent you letters, how did this end up at murder?
( can they take a nap break, only he's looking progressively more bemused. )