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Event Twenty-Six.
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I serve the man for centuries. I give you food, I give you wood. I give you shed, I hold the soil under your feet. | |
Welcome to Awash's Twenty-sixth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! | |
t's a calm, quiet, peaceful morning. It's still dark, the birds are still not even singing... and creatures, slinking and furtive, sneak into Town to drag friends, loved ones, and enemies alike away.
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Have you... had a lot?
[ Better ask first, rather than begin with trying to instruct. Assuming that Wei Ying does not know would be unwise, no matter how easy the words come in order to protect him. ]
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I have!
[ He isn't foisting poison on the public! Really! Anyway it should be clear he's telling the truth, because he smells a bit like he did during his Sunshot Campaign, corpse-digging days. That should be a nostalgic scent, right? ]
Ah, ah, ah! You can't eat it that way. Here, let your gege show you!
[ He seizes a fleshy seed pod and holds it up to Lan Zhan's lips. That sure is some aroma. ]
I know it smells bad, but the taste is... well, hahaha! I can't describe it, you'll just have to try it for yourself. You like spicy food, strong flavors are fine with you, right? So you'll like this too!
[ He still................... doesn't know. ]
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You'll like this too!
Wei Ying wants him to like it, and Wangji understands the sentiment, and it warms my heart.
On the other hand, as one of the Sect that is known to eat fruit, he has tried this one. Once. Though it was in much less presence and thus less smell. But...
The smell does not make Wangji step back or away from Wei Ying. And it's not because it's familiar in its intensity. It's merely that this is Wei Ying. (Wei Ying, who said, and repeated, that he loved him. Wei Ying, who cried over him.
Wei Ying...
His Wei Ying.
There is no way mere stench will keep Wangji away.
His eyes' edges crinkle a little, even, at the gege comment. ]
Raises heatedness in the body. Do not - eat too much. ... different spicy.
[ Wangji takes the fleshy bit and doesn't bother to look at it or in any way away form Wei Ying's face as his lips wrap around the soft fruit, carefully eating a bit around the pit of this section.
... then he blinks. It is slightly different than the one he's tasted before. Perhaps it is a different variety. But it is - sweeter. Lighter. As though Wei Ying did leave his touch on it, despite the strangeness of the situation. ]
N-nice.
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Is it nice?
[ He leans in, his eyes alive with mischief. ]
Aren't you going to ask me where I got it? Hahahaha! I'll tell you, even if you don't ask.
[ Even though he says he's going to tell, he waits. And waits. And waaaaits............... ]
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I grew it.
[ He says the words again, separated and enunciated clearly, but with a subtle change in emphasis. ]
I. grew. it.
[ A beat.... and a truly horrible grin. ]
When I was a tree. This nice thing you're eating... is me!
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For some reason, this is either not as bad as being directly teased, or the teasing doesn't feel as bad anymore, but instead of feeling completely flustered, he finds just enough face to point out, ]
You were offering.
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[ He reaches up with his thumb, to brush away an infinitesimally small speck of fruit from the corner of Lan Zhan's mouth. ]
It would go to waste, otherwise.
[ He licks that speck off his thumb, with a quick flick of his tongue. ]
Colored fruit is a delicacy in this town, of course I was gonna give you some! Don't you want it?
[ He's being ridiculous, and chattering more nonsense than usual, but his press of words sounds relaxed, less like he's trying to distract himself or others, and more like he's simply enjoying being silly. ]
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[ They have kissed already. Several times. But watching Wei Ying lick the thumb that had been at Wangji's own lips a moment ago, it makes his entire body feel sort of hot and heavy and it's.
It's not easy to focus on words.
But he makes an effort, because Wei Ying is asking. ]
Already took it.
Don't offer if it makes you uncomfortable.
[ Because that's why he brought it up? Why it's a tease? m...aybe...? ]
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Yes, you did. And said it was nice.
[ He reaches for another seed pod; but instead of handing it to Lan Zhan, holds it up between his fingers and tries to tease the man's lips with it. ]
What makes you think I'm uncomfortable?
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[ Wangji tries to keep calm, but the teasing of the fruit (of Wei Ying) against his lips is making his ears heat up. And his eyes brighten. He certainly doesn't shy away from the durian at his mouth... then he meets Wei Ying's eyes squarely and dares to lick the soft flesh lightly. ]
If it did not matter, you would not mention it. It did not sound like you were - bragging. [ He swallows. ] I - need to remember to consider it may not be... bad kind of uncomfortable.
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Lan Zhaaaaan~! Can it be that you didn't believe me, back there in the forest? Let me tell you, I wasn't kidding, and I didn't just say that out of relief or anything, or because I thought you wanted to hear it. I said all of that because I...
[ Still holding the pod, he leans in, to rest his head on the man's shoulder and whisper in his ear. What he says is........................ too obscene for an open log okay? ]
Anyway! Help me bring these back! I've got an idea what to do with them!
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-- and then his ears go an even deeper shade of pink. He turns his face down so he can look at him, pale eyes darker for how his pupils have dilated. ]
Mn. [ A moment, and he helplessly licks his suddenly-dry lips. ] Want to hear it.
[ He squeezes his arm gently, for a little longer, before letting go reluctantly to start gathering the durian fruits cautiously, mindful of the spikes. He doesn't ask after the idea, but his attention is very definitely on Wei Ying. Yes, he does want to know. ]
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We probably can't eat so many of these, they'll just rot. So I'm going to make wine with them! Won't that be great?