[ jiang cheng, flustered, roughly seizes the other by the shoulder and pushes him away. he has always been tactile - wei wuxian has always revolved around his peripherals, has always clung to his presence the same way jiang cheng had - twin heroes, twin shadows never apart. it is jarring, in a way, to have such arms around him again, to have the hands and the arms upon him that brings back some familiar, nauseating nostalgic memories from all those years ago.
the heat in his voice is different, but it is something that jiang cheng has grown to be aware of now - and he shies away from it with some blustering manner of one who has never really known how to be tender or gentle.
he toes off his shoes, stepping back so he could kick them off, and avoids looking at the other's face as he moves past wei wuxian into the house. ]
There, it's off! You don't need to do things for me.
[ it seems that he's quite made up his mind to not ask. ]
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[ jiang cheng, flustered, roughly seizes the other by the shoulder and pushes him away. he has always been tactile - wei wuxian has always revolved around his peripherals, has always clung to his presence the same way jiang cheng had - twin heroes, twin shadows never apart. it is jarring, in a way, to have such arms around him again, to have the hands and the arms upon him that brings back some familiar, nauseating nostalgic memories from all those years ago.
the heat in his voice is different, but it is something that jiang cheng has grown to be aware of now - and he shies away from it with some blustering manner of one who has never really known how to be tender or gentle.
he toes off his shoes, stepping back so he could kick them off, and avoids looking at the other's face as he moves past wei wuxian into the house. ]
There, it's off! You don't need to do things for me.
[ it seems that he's quite made up his mind to not ask. ]
Now take what I got you and piss off.