( Oh, so he's fancy-fancy. Wen Kexing only smiles, leaning against Lan Xichen's curved arm as they wait. It's very hard not to keep sneaking glances at him, something curious and secretly pleased about it. Oh, he's very much still aware of the things going on around him, the rushing of feet as someone hurries by, muttering about their lateness, the way the concierge absolutely avoids looking at them in a way that feels pointed, the heat between them. None of it really matters, not when Wen Kexing pulls him into the elevator. Well, the heat matters.
Which is why he steps very close as the door slides shut, expression guileless. )
I'm not. Scared, that is. I could pretend if it helps.
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( Oh, so he's fancy-fancy. Wen Kexing only smiles, leaning against Lan Xichen's curved arm as they wait. It's very hard not to keep sneaking glances at him, something curious and secretly pleased about it. Oh, he's very much still aware of the things going on around him, the rushing of feet as someone hurries by, muttering about their lateness, the way the concierge absolutely avoids looking at them in a way that feels pointed, the heat between them. None of it really matters, not when Wen Kexing pulls him into the elevator. Well, the heat matters.
Which is why he steps very close as the door slides shut, expression guileless. )
I'm not. Scared, that is. I could pretend if it helps.