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[ god he's just. he's. here in the planetarium and he's hunched over, arms wrapped around lu bixing tightly. they've been here for an hour now, maybe, letting the starlight fall in the dark room, watching the godforsaken fiery sky where the telescopes are turned upwards.
there's a small paper cup with three cigarettes just shoved inside, and lin jingheng is smoking out a fourth, letting the ash fall onto his knee quietly.
softly, zhanlu whispers a little lullaby from a nearby seat. lin jingheng wraps both bare arms around lu bixing, having refused to let him go for the most recent half hour of their planetarium stint. ]
there's a small paper cup with three cigarettes just shoved inside, and lin jingheng is smoking out a fourth, letting the ash fall onto his knee quietly.
softly, zhanlu whispers a little lullaby from a nearby seat. lin jingheng wraps both bare arms around lu bixing, having refused to let him go for the most recent half hour of their planetarium stint. ]
[ every week, this is what lu bixing is terrified of. there's nothing scarier to him than waking up and knowing that someone he cares about is dead. and it's worse, it's so much worse, like this. at least with eto, she wasn't there. kon was right there. kon was -
(like a prodigy, to me. like a successor. like someone i've never had.)
he's ust stayed like this, curled up in lin jingheng's arms. now that they're away from everyone else, he's silent, finally letting some of his prime minister facade go, okay to just. just be upset, here, to cling tight to lin jingheng's jacket and inhale the scent of his smoke and just kind of. disassociate.
an hour or so into this, he finally speaks up, voice soft and low, burying his cheek against lin's chest, listening to zhanlu's soft, familiar voice sing sotto, and murmurs: ] ...He's okay. [ somewhere. with the others. he has to convince himself. he knows that, even if he gets their messages, even if he just - he knows, he knows, but it doesn't make it any easier. ]
(like a prodigy, to me. like a successor. like someone i've never had.)
he's ust stayed like this, curled up in lin jingheng's arms. now that they're away from everyone else, he's silent, finally letting some of his prime minister facade go, okay to just. just be upset, here, to cling tight to lin jingheng's jacket and inhale the scent of his smoke and just kind of. disassociate.
an hour or so into this, he finally speaks up, voice soft and low, burying his cheek against lin's chest, listening to zhanlu's soft, familiar voice sing sotto, and murmurs: ] ...He's okay. [ somewhere. with the others. he has to convince himself. he knows that, even if he gets their messages, even if he just - he knows, he knows, but it doesn't make it any easier. ]
He's in good hands. I trust most of the people stuck there.
[ tighter he is holding his puppy, chugging away like a train with his cigarette. his breath rattles tiredly. ]
Bixing...
[ he clutches quietly at him. ]
We'll take them back. [ tighter, he tucks his face in against him. ]
[ tighter he is holding his puppy, chugging away like a train with his cigarette. his breath rattles tiredly. ]
Bixing...
[ he clutches quietly at him. ]
We'll take them back. [ tighter, he tucks his face in against him. ]
[ it just kind of happens in the blink of an eye, during trial. jingheng must've only looked away for a second, before lu bixing vanished.
he's not in the house, or in either of their rooms. not frantically baking, trying desperately to keep his mind off of whatever just happened. no. when lin jingheng finally does find him, he's in a corner of the loud bar on the giant island. it's a little quieter in this room. it's fine. he's tucked into a corner, eye closed, holding a cup.
really, there are a few too many drinks stacked on the table. it's not like he doesn't know what all of these do, so today, they're just the red cups of beer. ]
he's not in the house, or in either of their rooms. not frantically baking, trying desperately to keep his mind off of whatever just happened. no. when lin jingheng finally does find him, he's in a corner of the loud bar on the giant island. it's a little quieter in this room. it's fine. he's tucked into a corner, eye closed, holding a cup.
really, there are a few too many drinks stacked on the table. it's not like he doesn't know what all of these do, so today, they're just the red cups of beer. ]
Edited 2023-03-19 01:48 (UTC)
[ it's the drinks on the table that get jingheng to beeline it towards the island. he's been searching everywhere for bixing, like an absolute maniac, pacing the ferry here and running until he's panting a bit by the time he makes it to the thundering rain forest bar. because fuck you lu bixing, after all of that, you can't just run.
he crouches here, at lu bixing just curled up, holding this cup, and then crawls into this corner as well now. crowds him quietly. there's a thunderous sound overhead because like. it's the rainforest bar. it's terrible. but he's here.
he holds him tightly. ]
he crouches here, at lu bixing just curled up, holding this cup, and then crawls into this corner as well now. crowds him quietly. there's a thunderous sound overhead because like. it's the rainforest bar. it's terrible. but he's here.
he holds him tightly. ]
[ lmao well
he has been drinking heavily, and it becomes like, immediately obvious, because he just reeks of alcohol. it's probably a good thing this and weed are like, the strongest thing that they have here. curled up in this corner, away from the world, he finally let himself go, let the guilt grab him by the insides and twist them up into pieces. by the time he sees lin jingheng, his reaction time is slow enough that there's nothing he can do to stop it.
he hiccups, a half desperate - ] No - [ no, you can't see me like this, no, but it's too late, and as he's crowded, he tenses up miserably and then shudders. hiccups again. ]
he has been drinking heavily, and it becomes like, immediately obvious, because he just reeks of alcohol. it's probably a good thing this and weed are like, the strongest thing that they have here. curled up in this corner, away from the world, he finally let himself go, let the guilt grab him by the insides and twist them up into pieces. by the time he sees lin jingheng, his reaction time is slow enough that there's nothing he can do to stop it.
he hiccups, a half desperate - ] No - [ no, you can't see me like this, no, but it's too late, and as he's crowded, he tenses up miserably and then shudders. hiccups again. ]
[ well.
lin jingheng knows that lu bixing has had an awful series of weeks (as if he hasn't) and he has decided, very resolutely, that he is going to cheer him up.
even if it means making the biggest sacrifice.
he's taken lu bixing to explore just a bit and after ending up in the bar, he'd pardoned himself briefly to the little commander's room after palming a drink. maybe... 6 minutes later. a small creature comes and hops up onto the seat beside lu bixing at the bar and continues to drink it's tasty drink.
hello. ]
lin jingheng knows that lu bixing has had an awful series of weeks (as if he hasn't) and he has decided, very resolutely, that he is going to cheer him up.
even if it means making the biggest sacrifice.
he's taken lu bixing to explore just a bit and after ending up in the bar, he'd pardoned himself briefly to the little commander's room after palming a drink. maybe... 6 minutes later. a small creature comes and hops up onto the seat beside lu bixing at the bar and continues to drink it's tasty drink.
hello. ]
[ help me
lu bixing's sitting at the bar and kicking his feet. he loves this island, he's already decided, because of course he does. how rare, to get to see snow - it's his favorite thing in the whole world, and he's all happy, flushed smiles as he looks at his own drink and his drink notes and waits for lin to come back.
and as he does there's
a tiny creature in his spot.
he blinks, looking down, and then - smiles??? oh cute. he lovesbig scary wolves dogs. ]
Oh, hello....! Friendly. [ is this one dangerous like graham (no) ] You know, that seat, and that drink, are both taken.
lu bixing's sitting at the bar and kicking his feet. he loves this island, he's already decided, because of course he does. how rare, to get to see snow - it's his favorite thing in the whole world, and he's all happy, flushed smiles as he looks at his own drink and his drink notes and waits for lin to come back.
and as he does there's
a tiny creature in his spot.
he blinks, looking down, and then - smiles??? oh cute. he loves
Oh, hello....! Friendly. [ is this one dangerous like graham (no) ] You know, that seat, and that drink, are both taken.
[ it could be dangerous. he bites.
instead the wolf doesn't seem to respond at first because they have to use both of their tiny, cartoony paws to lift their drink to their stupid big head. it is actually very distinguished for a tiny creature with these proportions!
this tiny creature is wearing a very familiar-looking jacket, despite the image okay. (fang just had the best sassy lin jingheng eyes!!!) when the creature pulls the drink away it licks its tiny chops and then says in a very regular lin jingheng voice: ]
I didn't realize you were drinking with someone else.
instead the wolf doesn't seem to respond at first because they have to use both of their tiny, cartoony paws to lift their drink to their stupid big head. it is actually very distinguished for a tiny creature with these proportions!
this tiny creature is wearing a very familiar-looking jacket, despite the image okay. (fang just had the best sassy lin jingheng eyes!!!) when the creature pulls the drink away it licks its tiny chops and then says in a very regular lin jingheng voice: ]
I didn't realize you were drinking with someone else.
[ oh...
this is just... it's so much. this entire day has been so much. he's set them up in the home biome for some familiarity, lu bixing's bad ankle propped up on a pillow, wrapped with some good compression to keep the swelling down, and is currently being iced a bit for the pain. medication has been dispensed, and lin jingheng is now just. sitting beside him on their bed with soft pillows bunched up with care behind his back and on his sides like a little throne of comfort.
his dislocated shoulder has been thrust back in (unhappily so), and his BROKEN RIBS have been wrapped carefully for support and are currently just. being iced. poor thing. jingheng hasn't left his sight, just keeps close, and when he leaves for a moment, it's always in view, or with the door open. he hasn't left the home biome, and instead just. hovers around him. anxiously.
here in the moment, he's holding his hand, the panic welling in his stomach like a sickness. he feels so fucking sick with anxiety. so he just holds lu bixing's hand, threads their fingers and presses the back of his knuckles to his mouth.
he doesn't say anything right now, his eyes gazing towards a wall, thumb stroking along his. a cigarette glows bright orange in the dim light, ash falling into a small paper ashtray balanced on his thigh. he's been conserving his cigarettes lately, but he breaks out one of the remaining packs tonight. there are three others smoked down to the filter, a fourth on the way. ]
this is just... it's so much. this entire day has been so much. he's set them up in the home biome for some familiarity, lu bixing's bad ankle propped up on a pillow, wrapped with some good compression to keep the swelling down, and is currently being iced a bit for the pain. medication has been dispensed, and lin jingheng is now just. sitting beside him on their bed with soft pillows bunched up with care behind his back and on his sides like a little throne of comfort.
his dislocated shoulder has been thrust back in (unhappily so), and his BROKEN RIBS have been wrapped carefully for support and are currently just. being iced. poor thing. jingheng hasn't left his sight, just keeps close, and when he leaves for a moment, it's always in view, or with the door open. he hasn't left the home biome, and instead just. hovers around him. anxiously.
here in the moment, he's holding his hand, the panic welling in his stomach like a sickness. he feels so fucking sick with anxiety. so he just holds lu bixing's hand, threads their fingers and presses the back of his knuckles to his mouth.
he doesn't say anything right now, his eyes gazing towards a wall, thumb stroking along his. a cigarette glows bright orange in the dim light, ash falling into a small paper ashtray balanced on his thigh. he's been conserving his cigarettes lately, but he breaks out one of the remaining packs tonight. there are three others smoked down to the filter, a fourth on the way. ]
Edited 2023-03-23 21:26 (UTC)
[ home is the nice place to be, for bixing. with lin jingheng close to him, his injuries mostly tended to, he finally managed to doze off for a little while, the pain and adrenaline finally coming to a slow daze. his hand stays in jingheng's, and...
when he looks at the hand he's holding, he might notice something new! namely, under the sleeve of bixing's comfy pajamas he's managed to change into, there's this jagged scratch mark on the inside of his arm. it's what had been bleeding earlier, red and angry - it was just a little bit of blood, but the mark is still there.
he makes a quiet noise when lin lifts his hand, brow furrowing, and he eventually, rasps: ]
Your... cigarettes. You're going to run out...
[ but squeezes his hand, gently. i'm here, and, maybe more importantly, jingheng is here. ]
when he looks at the hand he's holding, he might notice something new! namely, under the sleeve of bixing's comfy pajamas he's managed to change into, there's this jagged scratch mark on the inside of his arm. it's what had been bleeding earlier, red and angry - it was just a little bit of blood, but the mark is still there.
he makes a quiet noise when lin lifts his hand, brow furrowing, and he eventually, rasps: ]
Your... cigarettes. You're going to run out...
[ but squeezes his hand, gently. i'm here, and, maybe more importantly, jingheng is here. ]
Edited 2023-03-23 21:30 (UTC)
[ what a day. well... it could've been worse, which is a terrible thing to think, but all things considered, lu bixing breathes a sigh of relief when he realizes that the ljh on the screen is not, in fact, the lin jingheng beside him. and so, the day carries on.
a little later on friday, bixing's laying in bed in one of their rooms, and he has
a book just sitting on his face. bweh. ]
a little later on friday, bixing's laying in bed in one of their rooms, and he has
a book just sitting on his face. bweh. ]
[ ah. a baby. here he is.
lin jingheng walks over and sits on the edge of the bed. he glances at the book itself at first like what book is this before he lifts it up off his face. ]
Don't fall asleep like that... [ softly, just in case he's actually asleep. ]
lin jingheng walks over and sits on the edge of the bed. he glances at the book itself at first like what book is this before he lifts it up off his face. ]
Don't fall asleep like that... [ softly, just in case he's actually asleep. ]
[ christ on a cracker
well. glad that's over. after a very long trial, lu bixing is like. wiped out. that was a lot of energy for someone with a lot of injuries, so he allows himself to be herded off, and the ice bar seems like a great place. he's brought a couple of big blankets with, and is curled up now near the fireplace, but also laying on the ice, brow furrowing as he settles into place.
he's quieter than usual, but he probably can't talk that much, so - but he does make soft eyes at lin jingheng if he wants to come over..... pwease.... ]
well. glad that's over. after a very long trial, lu bixing is like. wiped out. that was a lot of energy for someone with a lot of injuries, so he allows himself to be herded off, and the ice bar seems like a great place. he's brought a couple of big blankets with, and is curled up now near the fireplace, but also laying on the ice, brow furrowing as he settles into place.
he's quieter than usual, but he probably can't talk that much, so - but he does make soft eyes at lin jingheng if he wants to come over..... pwease.... ]
[ our did it and it's terrible but oh no the soft eyes.
lin jingheng finishes whatever he was drinking and will silently make his way over, picking up a book from lu bixing's bag and coming over to sit beside him in the small blanket nest by the fire in the ice bar. he pats his lap gently like "put your head here." ]
lin jingheng finishes whatever he was drinking and will silently make his way over, picking up a book from lu bixing's bag and coming over to sit beside him in the small blanket nest by the fire in the ice bar. he pats his lap gently like "put your head here." ]
[ lin jingheng is with lu bixing in front of a fireplace, snuggled up with som blankets. zhanlu is playing a sweet little song while lin's head droops a little and touches lu bixing's good shoulder. his temples rub against it lightly as he opens one eye and rests a hand on lu bixing's knee.
it has been... a day. a little quietly: ]
Are you warm enough?
it has been... a day. a little quietly: ]
Are you warm enough?
Edited 2023-03-27 00:13 (UTC)
[ this is nice. they're all curled up together, covered in blankets, and bixing seems very content to be curled up with jingheng. he's leaning back against him, cocooned in nice and cozy, and shifts a little to adjust the pack of ice still tucked against his ribcage, but once he's done that, he's very, very comfortable. one of his hands is curled carefully in lin jingheng's shirt, and as he comes close to rest his hand on him, he sighs.
it hurts a little, but the noise is more content than anything. ]
Mn. [ he could fall asleep like this, frankly; bixing tilts his head and presses a kiss to lin jingheng's head, then gently leans against it. connected. ] You're here, I'm warm.
[ a little light flirt after a very tiring day. ]
it hurts a little, but the noise is more content than anything. ]
Mn. [ he could fall asleep like this, frankly; bixing tilts his head and presses a kiss to lin jingheng's head, then gently leans against it. connected. ] You're here, I'm warm.
[ a little light flirt after a very tiring day. ]
[ i lied i'm making him semi-tangible bc i realized he can play 2 person shooters with jingheng at the arcade. anyways.
lin jingheng is minding his own business fucking sleeping with lu bixing tucked carefully under his arm because he's half-afraid he's going to disappear again. he doesn't really realize that the arm that's usually placed on the desk has disappeared and instead someone is pushing the curtains open on the window and immediately about facing to bow gently. ]
Good morning, Sirs.
[ lin jingheng from behind lu bixing just. groans very pathetically. oh no. ]
He's awake...
lin jingheng is minding his own business fucking sleeping with lu bixing tucked carefully under his arm because he's half-afraid he's going to disappear again. he doesn't really realize that the arm that's usually placed on the desk has disappeared and instead someone is pushing the curtains open on the window and immediately about facing to bow gently. ]
Good morning, Sirs.
[ lin jingheng from behind lu bixing just. groans very pathetically. oh no. ]
He's awake...
Edited 2023-03-27 16:59 (UTC)
[ this is nice. bixing is so relaxed and comfortable at the moment, snuggled up against lin jingheng and holding onto him like a teddy bear. when he wakes up to the light and the familiar voice, he wrinkles his nose a little, and says, half asleep; ]
G'morning, Zhanlu...
[ wait
and then he sits up. like way too fast. ] Zhanlu?! Ow.
G'morning, Zhanlu...
[ wait
and then he sits up. like way too fast. ] Zhanlu?! Ow.
[ happy friday! there's no corpse! that means that lu bixing is in a wonderful, wonderful mood. the location is the house biome, just enjoying the fact that they're able to be in it, and lu bixing out of nowhere comes to lean on the doorframe of where jingheng is and
waggles his eyebrows. ]
Lii~iin.
[ someone's in a good mood. ] Are you busy? Say no.
waggles his eyebrows. ]
Lii~iin.
[ someone's in a good mood. ] Are you busy? Say no.
[ it is indeed a happy friday with no one dead despite them being in hell. jingheng is in their bed in the home biome, a book in hand and arm behind his head. zhanlu is currently charging in arm form, which means that popcorn is wrapped in a vice around his inactive form.
glancing over the pages briefly. ]
Very. What is it?
[ he's not busy. he puts the book down and gives him his attention. ]
glancing over the pages briefly. ]
Very. What is it?
[ he's not busy. he puts the book down and gives him his attention. ]
[ (stress)
anyway now that lu bixing's biochipped ass has successfully worked off his alcohol consumption, he's sitting in the room of the home of engineer 001 and commander lin, just. surrounded by computer screens and projections and all sorts of other schematics and fun things. he is in his element as he designs and builds.
he has been at this for like. three hours. someone is stress working. ]
anyway now that lu bixing's biochipped ass has successfully worked off his alcohol consumption, he's sitting in the room of the home of engineer 001 and commander lin, just. surrounded by computer screens and projections and all sorts of other schematics and fun things. he is in his element as he designs and builds.
he has been at this for like. three hours. someone is stress working. ]
[ okay yeah.
hour one? acceptable.
hour two? sufferable.
hour three? lin jingheng is lingering by the doorway because you cannot live in the home biome, other people use this place okay. he hums and steps in behind him, moving to flank the chair he's adopted. he's come in from... somewhere. who knows. but he puts his arms around lu bixing briefly and peers at his work. ]
Have you saved recently?
[ like a sexy clippy. ]
I need you for something.
hour one? acceptable.
hour two? sufferable.
hour three? lin jingheng is lingering by the doorway because you cannot live in the home biome, other people use this place okay. he hums and steps in behind him, moving to flank the chair he's adopted. he's come in from... somewhere. who knows. but he puts his arms around lu bixing briefly and peers at his work. ]
Have you saved recently?
[ like a sexy clippy. ]
I need you for something.
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