[ he's coming over here to join lin jingheng once he's done fussing, holding a mug of black coffee in his hands - and he offers it to him with a little smile, coming to settle next to him. popcorn gets underfoot, and he has to dodge out of the way a little, but... he plops down afterwards and just sits, and takes his hand. ]
I really - these Thursdays are always rough. [ especially this one, as he keeps looking between their two injured fools, but ] ...At least for now, we get to spend it at home?
[ hello popcorn when did you get so fucking bold? lin jingheng pulls his legs up a little bit like don't crawl on me as popcorn squiggles about before he returns to just kind of draping his arms over his knees. lu bixing takes his hand and he looks over his shoulder at their injured gideon and thancred...
he looks like he wants to say something but doesn't. ]
[ confidence week for everyone babey even the animals
it's not too unusual for lin to be totally quiet, especially on a thursday, but it does worry lu bixing just a little. after all, last week...
...well, it's just hard not to worry. he tilts his head, turning to try and get a good look at him on his good side, and though he doesn't say anything, he raises his eyebrows... ? ?? you okay? ]
sorry he has to just duck his head and turn it away, shoving his face into lin jingheng's shoulder because today has been such a stupid day and hey there my little pogchamp officially broke him. he tries to very, very poorly muffle a snort and smother his laughter into lin jingheng's jacket and fails. ]
[ help aaaaaaah he's gonna die. he's just giggling, uselessly now, mushing his face against his shoulder further and taking the moment to compose himself. god. okay. okay, he's cool. he lifts his face, briefly, putting his chin on his shoulder. straight faced. ]
Sorry. I'm - very glad I'm your little pogchamp, Lin.
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I really - these Thursdays are always rough. [ especially this one, as he keeps looking between their two injured fools, but ] ...At least for now, we get to spend it at home?
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[ hello popcorn when did you get so fucking bold? lin jingheng pulls his legs up a little bit like don't crawl on me as popcorn squiggles about before he returns to just kind of draping his arms over his knees. lu bixing takes his hand and he looks over his shoulder at their injured gideon and thancred...
he looks like he wants to say something but doesn't. ]
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it's not too unusual for lin to be totally quiet, especially on a thursday, but it does worry lu bixing just a little. after all, last week...
...well, it's just hard not to worry. he tilts his head, turning to try and get a good look at him on his good side, and though he doesn't say anything, he raises his eyebrows... ? ?? you okay? ]
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bonks heads with him. briefly.
clears his throat. ]
Hey there my little pogchamp.
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sorry he has to just duck his head and turn it away, shoving his face into lin jingheng's shoulder because today has been such a stupid day and hey there my little pogchamp officially broke him. he tries to very, very poorly muffle a snort and smother his laughter into lin jingheng's jacket and fails. ]
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Sorry. I'm - very glad I'm your little pogchamp, Lin.
[ .... and then bursts into giggles again. ]
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[ as he holds lu bixing close and just pats his back because he deserves this laughter. they all deserve this laughter. ]
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