[ please, some divine power somewhere, give him strength to not hurl wei wuxian across the room or else strangle him to stop the incessant flow of words.
jiang cheng splutters, and the flush that curls up his throat and ears finally find its way to his face, his cheekbones high and livid with colour as he grits his teeth tightly. he is momentarily silenced, his throat full of words that crowd and fight to get out, each wanting to be the first to slap wei wuxian across the face. ]
—Who are you calling delicate?!
[ he finally manages, and though his voice sounds too scandalised, too strangled to be a roar but it very nearly is. ]
I didn't run away, it's—
[ it's too much information, that is what it is. ]
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[ please, some divine power somewhere, give him strength to not hurl wei wuxian across the room or else strangle him to stop the incessant flow of words.
jiang cheng splutters, and the flush that curls up his throat and ears finally find its way to his face, his cheekbones high and livid with colour as he grits his teeth tightly. he is momentarily silenced, his throat full of words that crowd and fight to get out, each wanting to be the first to slap wei wuxian across the face. ]
—Who are you calling delicate?!
[ he finally manages, and though his voice sounds too scandalised, too strangled to be a roar but it very nearly is. ]
I didn't run away, it's—
[ it's too much information, that is what it is. ]