Mhm. With - you know, there's a guy who works at the Breeding Center who owes me a favor. I just realized I never asked you. And - I don't know if we're going to have any time, or anything, anytime soon, but it never hurts to know, because, I mean, I do. I definitely do, and it'd be easy for us - well, kind of, my DNA's a little weird but I know a good workaround so it should be fine. Maybe a little girl, but a boy would be fine, too, and I -
[ at this point he has to stop talking mostly because his ribs are still extremely cracked and talking this much is like, a lot, and lu bixing shuts his mouth because he has to, which is probably a good thing because he might have kept talking for like at least another ten minutes otherwise?? it's fine. he has to stop, and like, breathe.
...and tries to keep going, mumbling; ]. Itsjustbeenonmymindalotalatelythat'sall.
[ okay will like give him a minute first because it's a lot and he has to process this through his happy-cat warmed up state, especially because lu bixing's presentation of it all has the cuteness of someone whose biological clock has suddenly decided to start pestering them. it's not unpleasant, the thought of children. they've already had... some practice. more than most get before thinking about it.
his heart just - swells, in his chest, it swells so big he swears he could feel it in nudging his busted ribs over another inch or two, and lu bixing can't help himself. he breaks into a smile, wide, ear to ear, dimpling at the cheeks, and says, breathlessly -]
Twins is a good idea.
[ if he was in better condition, maybe he'd react even more, but lu bixing has to be cool. he has to be a little cool, even if so they'll never be lonely melts his heart, and he teases, raises his eyebrows, more flirtatious than before. ]
But, really, no kids out of wedlock, okay? I'm going to make an honest man out of you, first!
[ lin jingheng just... kind of looks away towards the fire to hopefully disguise the fact that he is red at the sentiment of all this sappy bullshit like wedlock.
this boy is such a joke. always...
and it makes his own heart swell up a little. two. he swallows a bit and then laughs, regains all of his composure, glancing finally at lu bixing from the corner of his eye. ]
Hah- a challenge!! My commander, my marshal, you should know not to challenge me!
[ bixing's grin has gone like - stupid. it's very stupid, and he tilts his head to kiss his adorable, red cheek, smiling like a dumbass as he nuzzles his nose against whatever part of his face is the closest, feeling cheered by the very idea. his mind's already spinning with thoughts, of romantic ways he could do it. maybe not here. but maybe? maybe he could get help? he could plan something amazing, maybe, if given enough time. ]
it's so rare to get lu bixing to be struck totally silent, but that's what happens. he is absolutely struck stupid, mouth hanging open as lin jingheng just
pulls him over and says this. with a completely straight face. lu bixing's heart monitor physically records his heart stopping. ]
I - what? [ help ] Seriously? Oh - you're serious, you're - yes! Of course?! You were - how long have you been -
[ lin jingheng doesn't know what the next week is going to bring them. he doesn't know what tomorrow will bring them. but he knows he's hesitated for so long, and then spent fourteen woltorian years staring at the stars, praying for home, having regrets on follow through, on love, and praying at the altar of chance and luck. he lets out a breath and places a hand on bixing's chest, feeling the leap of his heart under his head. ]
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Our own?
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he nods. ]
Mhm. With - you know, there's a guy who works at the Breeding Center who owes me a favor. I just realized I never asked you. And - I don't know if we're going to have any time, or anything, anytime soon, but it never hurts to know, because, I mean, I do. I definitely do, and it'd be easy for us - well, kind of, my DNA's a little weird but I know a good workaround so it should be fine. Maybe a little girl, but a boy would be fine, too, and I -
[ at this point he has to stop talking mostly because his ribs are still extremely cracked and talking this much is like, a lot, and lu bixing shuts his mouth because he has to, which is probably a good thing because he might have kept talking for like at least another ten minutes otherwise?? it's fine. he has to stop, and like, breathe.
...and tries to keep going, mumbling; ]. Itsjustbeenonmymindalotalatelythat'sall.
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his mouth twists a bit. ]
Why not both?
[ a little girl. and a little boy. ]
They don't have to be twins.
[ as he nudges their noses together gently. ]
But both. Two. So they'll never be lonely.
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his heart just - swells, in his chest, it swells so big he swears he could feel it in nudging his busted ribs over another inch or two, and lu bixing can't help himself. he breaks into a smile, wide, ear to ear, dimpling at the cheeks, and says, breathlessly -]
Twins is a good idea.
[ if he was in better condition, maybe he'd react even more, but lu bixing has to be cool. he has to be a little cool, even if so they'll never be lonely melts his heart, and he teases, raises his eyebrows, more flirtatious than before. ]
But, really, no kids out of wedlock, okay? I'm going to make an honest man out of you, first!
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this boy is such a joke. always...
and it makes his own heart swell up a little. two. he swallows a bit and then laughs, regains all of his composure, glancing finally at lu bixing from the corner of his eye. ]
Not if I make you one first.
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[ bixing's grin has gone like - stupid. it's very stupid, and he tilts his head to kiss his adorable, red cheek, smiling like a dumbass as he nuzzles his nose against whatever part of his face is the closest, feeling cheered by the very idea. his mind's already spinning with thoughts, of romantic ways he could do it. maybe not here. but maybe? maybe he could get help? he could plan something amazing, maybe, if given enough time. ]
You're on. May the best man win.
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Marry me.
[ he doesn't hesitate, his hands finding bixing's arms to hold him gently, leaning in to make sure he has to look him in the eye. ]
Won't you?
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WHAT
it's so rare to get lu bixing to be struck totally silent, but that's what happens. he is absolutely struck stupid, mouth hanging open as lin jingheng just
pulls him over and says this. with a completely straight face. lu bixing's heart monitor physically records his heart stopping. ]
I - what? [ help ] Seriously? Oh - you're serious, you're - yes! Of course?! You were - how long have you been -
[ STRUCK STUPID ]
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... Too long.