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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. ]
[ 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)
[ 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. ]
[ 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)
[ 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. ]
[ 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.... ]
[ 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)
[ 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)
[ 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.
[ (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. ]
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