[ qi fang has gotten up to his fair share of stupid shit — typically not alone, since at least apart from sun jing he manages to retain at least one braincell — but this is definitely a new level of reckless he hasn't yet dared to trespass into. making out, copping a feel in the stairwell, that's one thing. this is... well, it's really fucking exciting is what it is.
the door opens a little too loudly for his liking, but he can't tell if that's just his imagination emphasizing the most mundane things in his nervousness. like the shape of reki's legs pressing into the fabric of his pants as he sits up on that counter. ]
Wow, [ he says, with absolutely no authenticity in his tone. ] Fancy meeting you here.
[ outside, footsteps come close and then they fade, and qi fang feels like two whole years have already passed. ]
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the door opens a little too loudly for his liking, but he can't tell if that's just his imagination emphasizing the most mundane things in his nervousness. like the shape of reki's legs pressing into the fabric of his pants as he sits up on that counter. ]
Wow, [ he says, with absolutely no authenticity in his tone. ] Fancy meeting you here.
[ outside, footsteps come close and then they fade, and qi fang feels like two whole years have already passed. ]