Anything else? [Wei Wuxian asks, incredulous, and soft laughter blooms from his throat, the blush of light windburn on his cheeks lending an even more boyish happiness to what is already overflowing from him. He shakes his head.]
No. There's nothing else I could ask for. [The warmth inside of him spills out into a bright smile and he reaches over to clasp Itachi on the shoulder—brief for his friend's sake, but affectionate all the same.]
If you tell me not to thank you for this, I'm going to shove you off one of these cliffs. And don't even start with your "as if you could," I'm very resourceful!
[His smile softens.] Thank you, Itachi.
[He'd needed this. Not the grand gesture or the adrenaline rush, even if those were wonderful too, but the reminder that there were people here who cared for him.]
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( he doesn't protest, exactly, but the only sound wei wuxian gets out of him is a contemplative 'hm'.
when he ends tsukuyomi, they are left sitting on the shabby hotel room floor, and he rises to wipe away the blood that always follows use of the mangekyō. if wei wuxian cares enough to chance a look at the clock on the wall, it will be as itachi told him prior — no time had passed at all. )
[Looking to the clock is in fact the very first thing Wei Wuxian does, and he huffs in quiet amazement to see it's exactly as Itachi has described. The blood gets a glance as well, but he's too familiar with his own powers to say anything about it.
Instead he only grins softly at his friend and then rises from his seat. Despite the fact that it feels as if he's been sitting for ages, his muscles don't ache or feel tired at all.]
I haven't had that much fun in...in longer than I can remember. I'm going to go and grab some food now. Would you like to join me?
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No. There's nothing else I could ask for. [The warmth inside of him spills out into a bright smile and he reaches over to clasp Itachi on the shoulder—brief for his friend's sake, but affectionate all the same.]
If you tell me not to thank you for this, I'm going to shove you off one of these cliffs. And don't even start with your "as if you could," I'm very resourceful!
[His smile softens.] Thank you, Itachi.
[He'd needed this. Not the grand gesture or the adrenaline rush, even if those were wonderful too, but the reminder that there were people here who cared for him.]
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when he ends tsukuyomi, they are left sitting on the shabby hotel room floor, and he rises to wipe away the blood that always follows use of the mangekyō. if wei wuxian cares enough to chance a look at the clock on the wall, it will be as itachi told him prior — no time had passed at all. )
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Instead he only grins softly at his friend and then rises from his seat. Despite the fact that it feels as if he's been sitting for ages, his muscles don't ache or feel tired at all.]
I haven't had that much fun in...in longer than I can remember. I'm going to go and grab some food now. Would you like to join me?
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( he shakes his head faintly, but it's not exactly a dismissive no, at least. )
But we will speak later.
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[And with one warm last smile, he's gone.]