[watching him. he knows the movements, but he's never done this himself. any ceremony about mundane things isn't something he's had time for in his life.]
[Moving his chair, then, to sit next to him: the table was made for two people, so it's a lot cramped, but Dan Feng solves this by putting his arms around Dan Heng, hands over his.]
slings a leg over dan feng's thighs to sit half in his lap, make things less awkwardly cramped. and picks up where dan feng left off, movements unsure.]
I do like spoiling him. I also like spoiling you. [He'll feel, rather than hear, the pleased rumble, as they finish whisking enough to pour into two cups.]
[fond. feeling that rumble. charmed by dan feng considering his tastes. pulling one hand free to draw the cups closer, but keeping his other joined with dan feng's.]
[He rearranges them, then, so that Dan Heng is fully on his lap, tail bracing his back. He takes one of the cups, and waits for Dan Heng to pick up his - before twining their arms together, so that they're drinking from each other's cup.
Like they're getting married. Or checking if each other's tea is poisonous. Same thing.]
[Why is he like this. Why is he so cute. Dan Feng smiles against his mouth, kissing him languidly, relaxed.]
I want to eat you. [That's romantic right. He picks out the cup from Dan Heng's hands and places both of theirs on the table as he presses their cheeks together.]
[He doesn't sound too put out as he laces their fingers together; he'd be mortified by the display of affection if they weren't alone. He lifts their joined hands to kiss Dan Heng's knuckles.]
That just means you have to be with me all the time.
[tbh that is a very appealing notion. Just have Dan Heng as shouldercat. Dan Fen stares a little too long at the side of Dan Heng's head before taking the bottle.]
If I broke your legs...... [He opens it, one handed, swirling it.]
[There is an ominous silence where Dan Feng contemplates how Dan Heng threatening to break his horn makes him feel Some Kind Of Way. Why is it when Dan Heng threatens bodily harm some part of Dan Feng just sort of sits up just to fall over?
He takes a swig of the tea because Dan Heng can Definitely Tell he's being weird. It tastes like peaches and cream, exactly, with a hint of mint.]
You would not like Penacony, actually. It's too crowded.
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[reaching for a bottle of iced tea.]
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[He get started on brewing the matcha, moving like he's still used to long sleeves, moving imaginary cloth out of the way.]
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[watching him. he knows the movements, but he's never done this himself. any ceremony about mundane things isn't something he's had time for in his life.]
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You can try finishing this one.
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slings a leg over dan feng's thighs to sit half in his lap, make things less awkwardly cramped. and picks up where dan feng left off, movements unsure.]
Like this?
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[Sure he can just verbally direct him, but it's much nicer to hold his hands over Dan Heng's, helping him whisk the tea.]
You can make it for A-Yuan next time.
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That does sound nice...
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You'll like this; it isn't too sweet.
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[fond. feeling that rumble. charmed by dan feng considering his tastes. pulling one hand free to draw the cups closer, but keeping his other joined with dan feng's.]
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Like they're getting married. Or checking if each other's tea is poisonous. Same thing.]
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gay.
like. obviously. but still. agreeably drinking from dan feng's cup.]
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See? Not bad. [He quickly dips his head to steal a kiss the moment Dan Heng lowers the cup he's holding.] Just a little sweet.
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I want to eat you. [That's romantic right. He picks out the cup from Dan Heng's hands and places both of theirs on the table as he presses their cheeks together.]
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I'll only allow for metaphorically.
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[He doesn't sound too put out as he laces their fingers together; he'd be mortified by the display of affection if they weren't alone. He lifts their joined hands to kiss Dan Heng's knuckles.]
Can you get one of the iced teas? I'm curious.
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[dry, but still gentle. free hand reaching across the table to snag one of the bottles.]
Here.
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[tbh that is a very appealing notion. Just have Dan Heng as shouldercat. Dan Fen stares a little too long at the side of Dan Heng's head before taking the bottle.]
If I broke your legs...... [He opens it, one handed, swirling it.]
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[bopping his nose. stop staring at him like that.]
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[There is an ominous silence where Dan Feng contemplates how Dan Heng threatening to break his horn makes him feel Some Kind Of Way. Why is it when Dan Heng threatens bodily harm some part of Dan Feng just sort of sits up just to fall over?
He takes a swig of the tea because Dan Heng can Definitely Tell he's being weird. It tastes like peaches and cream, exactly, with a hint of mint.]
You would not like Penacony, actually. It's too crowded.
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[He tips the bottle up carefully against Dan Heng's mouth.]
I don't really know what Yuan'er's plans are, or what sort of universe he plans on escaping to.
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Sett's world. Though I do want to ask him more about it.
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