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Wei Wuxian
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You have a son.

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Who, in kindness, has not bitten me since his youth. What's your excuse?

( the photo this time, exaggerated doe eyes from where he's curled sideways on the bed. )

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( ...note to self: see that Sizhui learns how to take such portraits. With rabbits. )

Memory deserts me.

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We could both be here, enjoying ourselves... instead of pickling, ah?

( do not ask your son to likewise pose now by having rolled into his back, hair tossed up so it spreads in a halo around his head, collars... loosened... to display clavicle. h o t. this is so saucy he almost doesn't miss his chili sauce.

almost. )

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( S h a m e l e s s. )

See yourself to decency.

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( the vee of his robes now nudging open enough to see a whole hands breadth of his upper chest exposed. the salve has been set to sprawling in the halo of his bed mussed hair. )

Alas, I'm too overcome to be contained...! I come apart at the seams, wanting.

( the real question is: is this a threat of what wen qing will have to deal with or not? )

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A day fever. Wen Qing will be alerted.

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( there is progressively more chest in these photographs, though he's chosen a slight preference for the right side over the left. smoother skin and all it doesn't have to say about the past. he's biting down on his lower lip, peering up at his pendant with a Hopeful Look. also again trying to hide his inclination to smile: hence the teeth sunk into his lower lip. )

Burning up for you, left alone and unquenched, thrown on the mercy of a doctor who'll laugh at the both of us...

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( That moment when you know far too well you are being toyed with. )

Will you speak these hurts to Wen Qing?

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Likely, yes.

( he doesn't find reason to keep from her the absurdity when she's... one of his closest friends.

and after here, there's too high a chance he'll never have any chance to say anything to her ever again. not if everything back home remains unchanging.

also congrats, he fails to send a photograph this time!!! )

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You are so wounded by negligence.

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Yes.:(

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At last, a portrait reflects you.

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They all have, you nose nipping fiend!

:(

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Are my pains fictitious?



( .................irrespective of their cause. )

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Your pains and my pains were resolvable if you hadn't huffed off, husband mine!

:(

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Momentum spoiled. As with sword forms.

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Finding a new rhythm generates new momentum and inspires creativity, ah? Like sword forms.

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Offensive unabandoned.

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Would you prefer I pretend to not still want you?

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Unnecessary. We both wait patiently.

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You are vastly overestimating my ability to remain patient when it's neither necessary nor wanted.

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I trust in Wei Ying's excellence.

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Accepted.

( as in the challenge is. all that meant is now he's very nonchalantly hunting after his husband, so.

there's his excellence.

his yunmeng heritage coming out.

wei wuxian is on the prowl while also listening to the word on what's happened with prassenze, concerns about the storms, and oh, the thievery that's gone down, meaning yes he's distracted, but he's going to find Lan Zhan in spite of all the other new information he's taking in. )

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( Excuse, master Wei, the gentleman who takes cover solace in the company of two singularly pointy-nosed, chinned and fingered elderly dames, who are having the slow and measured time of their lives answering his questions.

Discovering the whereabouts of a missing bride is a fine and honourable endeavour, worth neglecting one's husband over, until spidey senses tingle, hair climbs Wangji's nape, and he turns all at once — feeling hunted. )

...good morning. ( Kindly, do not skin him, O Scorned Conjugal One, your nose looks — adequate in perfect dark. )