[ He's more than willing to stand there, patiently waiting for whatever it is thaht Xie Lian needs to or intends to do. There's no concern that he could be stabbed in the back, because, one, Xie Lian would never, and two, even if he did he'd be fine with that.
This is... surprising!
He blinks stupidly, looking down at the arms around him. And then Hua Cheng just - slowly folds his hands over those arms, chest fluttering like it's full of silver butterflies. ]
he needs thirty seconds to not start hyperventilating. xie lian is so red that its spread down to his neck, and he can feel his heart racing in his ears!!! he should explain himself, he just attacked hua cheng! (with a hug)
he does not. and when hua cheng's hands fold over his, he turns somehow even redder and tries to keep from exploding. he can't move. goodbye. ]
[ Dressed as he was when they arrived, he can still feel the heat from Xie Lian's face against his back. But Hua Cheng brings himself back to focus after a good thirty seconds of his own, spent internally screaming and pumping a fist somewhere in the back of his head.
He's so cool.
Instead of saying anything right away, he leans back into Xie Lian a little. Half to seek out more, selfishly, and half to reassure him that it's fine. ]
admittedly, this is helping. xie lian's arms squeeze what would be a little bit too tight around a normal human being, but at least it's hua cheng and he's used to him. it takes him a very long time to actually say anything, mortified, if a little relieved that san lang is also leaning back into him. maybe he feels odd, too... ]
San Lang? Have you, um... noticed anything weird...feeling.... today....? [ his voice is utterly muffled as he says this. ]
[ Because he is l i v i n g right now. Xie Lian might hold him tightly, but it's comfortable, for him, more than anything else. He could probably stay like this all day? Although he would most certainly like to see Xie Lian's face... at least he can feel it.
Something settles, too. It's nice. His heart would be beating wildly if he were alive. ]
Mmm... I had been ignoring it, but now that you mention it, yes. And it is much better, currenntly.
[ that's all he's got in terms of response for a second. at least hua cheng doesn't go and just say it - that he's feeling weirdly affectionate. and snuggly. he just wants to hug hua cheng. ]
[ Crickets could be chirping right now, but even they realize how awkward Xie Lian's silence is. Poor thing. Hua Cheng, meanwhile, regards the ceiling with utmost thoughtfulnenss. ]
... perhaps gege would permit me to turn around now? He doesn't have to let go.
something in xie lian settles, too. though his face is very red, he stands up on his tip toes instead of where he was before, to lace his arms around hua cheng's neck and hug him properly.
there's a pause, and then, he laughs, a little delighted, as he's made a discovery. ] San Lang, you're warm!
[ Oh, how fantastic. Of course he's held Xie Lian before, and they've - shared spiritual energy, but this is something different. Hua Cheng melts into his arms, practically eliminating the need for him to stand on his toes for too long as he does. To say that he's snuggling into him would not be an understatement!
His voice is a little muffled in his shoulder because of it. ]
Am I? That's a first in a long while, but perhaps gege has caused this.
[ slowly, he shifts, turning against hua cheng's shoulder, and burying his face there, and curls his fingers a little tighter. the red of his coat might yet hide how red his face is. ]
[ Ah, he's died for a third time! Hua Cheng chuckles softly, spreading his fingers and palm wide against the small of Xie Lian's back as he holds him. Just - comfortable, even if he feels the heat from his face. ]
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This is... surprising!
He blinks stupidly, looking down at the arms around him. And then Hua Cheng just - slowly folds his hands over those arms, chest fluttering like it's full of silver butterflies. ]
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he needs thirty seconds to not start hyperventilating. xie lian is so red that its spread down to his neck, and he can feel his heart racing in his ears!!! he should explain himself, he just attacked hua cheng! (with a hug)
he does not. and when hua cheng's hands fold over his, he turns somehow even redder and tries to keep from exploding. he can't move. goodbye. ]
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He's so cool.
Instead of saying anything right away, he leans back into Xie Lian a little. Half to seek out more, selfishly, and half to reassure him that it's fine. ]
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admittedly, this is helping. xie lian's arms squeeze what would be a little bit too tight around a normal human being, but at least it's hua cheng and he's used to him. it takes him a very long time to actually say anything, mortified, if a little relieved that san lang is also leaning back into him. maybe he feels odd, too... ]
San Lang? Have you, um... noticed anything weird...feeling.... today....? [ his voice is utterly muffled as he says this. ]
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[ Because he is l i v i n g right now. Xie Lian might hold him tightly, but it's comfortable, for him, more than anything else. He could probably stay like this all day? Although he would most certainly like to see Xie Lian's face... at least he can feel it.
Something settles, too. It's nice. His heart would be beating wildly if he were alive. ]
Mmm... I had been ignoring it, but now that you mention it, yes. And it is much better, currenntly.
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[ that's all he's got in terms of response for a second. at least hua cheng doesn't go and just say it - that he's feeling weirdly affectionate. and snuggly. he just wants to hug hua cheng. ]
...yes.
[ ( awkward silence) ]
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[ Crickets could be chirping right now, but even they realize how awkward Xie Lian's silence is. Poor thing. Hua Cheng, meanwhile, regards the ceiling with utmost thoughtfulnenss. ]
... perhaps gege would permit me to turn around now? He doesn't have to let go.
[ Gently teasing. ]
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[ stop doing this to him. ]
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[ And a pause, as if considering. No he already knows. ]
What if I also wanted to hold you..?
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and then, xie lian loosens his grip and holds his arms open a little more so hua cheng can turn around if he wants. ]
...well, if it'll help...
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He doesn't hesitate to turn around in his hold, and Hua Cheng's arms come around him as if he can fold Xie Lian up completely into them.
And then, despite 800 years of not truly needing a breath of air, he sighs something bone deep and satisfied. ]
... en.
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something in xie lian settles, too. though his face is very red, he stands up on his tip toes instead of where he was before, to lace his arms around hua cheng's neck and hug him properly.
there's a pause, and then, he laughs, a little delighted, as he's made a discovery. ] San Lang, you're warm!
[ how curious! ]
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His voice is a little muffled in his shoulder because of it. ]
Am I? That's a first in a long while, but perhaps gege has caused this.
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No, no! [ he laughs, at that. ] I think, perhaps because of the strange magic of this place...?
[ well, it doesn't matter. ] Either way!
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Especially not when Xie Lian is warm, and making such soft sounds like that. Hua Cheng is never moving from his arms, ever again. ]
It's - nice.
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...mnm.
[ slowly, he shifts, turning against hua cheng's shoulder, and burying his face there, and curls his fingers a little tighter. the red of his coat might yet hide how red his face is. ]
I'm glad it helps.
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Does it help you?
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please don't make him say that out loud. ]
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[ It's obvious he's teasing, and not seeking an actual answer out of him for this one. ]
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San Lang ah, stop fishing.