[ The compliment is met by stunned silence; that is not what he meant when he uttered that single word. There was no need for any praise yet Xingqiu finds himself pleased to the point of smiling, even noting the warmth across his cheeks. Rather than explaining what he meant he decides to go along with Chongyun's assumption.
They would get to work soon enough. ]
You don't have to flatter me. Not that I don't enjoy it.
[ He laughs, of course, it's a good-natured laugh, easygoing when in the presence of his friend. Present embarrassment is easily overcome even though there are traces of a rosy hue on his face. He is content to spend time with Chongyun even if he finds this whole concept of a catboy cafe ridiculous, despite feeling a bit exasperated by the delicate constitution of most of its workers.
As for that next question, it's inevitable that he winds up casting his gaze back on the unconscious boy.
Mittens actually performing tasks up to standard seems like such a farfetched idea to even Xingqiu who hardly knew the young man. Perhaps he was being judgmental or critical but it cannot be helped despite any pity he can muster. His gaze lingers on Mittens, settling into the idea that the blond would not reanimate in time to take his shift. He does wonder if perhaps they should get a blanket for him or a pillow. ]
No. He appeared intimidated by the task assigned to him, that is training me, so he thought to defer me to you.
And then he was busy fawning over Bellflower. I think you've got your own little admirer here, he might start a fan club. That or he is infatuated with you. You should know, that I am the completely jealous type.
no subject
They would get to work soon enough. ]
You don't have to flatter me. Not that I don't enjoy it.
[ He laughs, of course, it's a good-natured laugh, easygoing when in the presence of his friend. Present embarrassment is easily overcome even though there are traces of a rosy hue on his face. He is content to spend time with Chongyun even if he finds this whole concept of a catboy cafe ridiculous, despite feeling a bit exasperated by the delicate constitution of most of its workers.
As for that next question, it's inevitable that he winds up casting his gaze back on the unconscious boy.
Mittens actually performing tasks up to standard seems like such a farfetched idea to even Xingqiu who hardly knew the young man. Perhaps he was being judgmental or critical but it cannot be helped despite any pity he can muster. His gaze lingers on Mittens, settling into the idea that the blond would not reanimate in time to take his shift. He does wonder if perhaps they should get a blanket for him or a pillow. ]
No. He appeared intimidated by the task assigned to him, that is training me, so he thought to defer me to you.
And then he was busy fawning over Bellflower. I think you've got your own little admirer here, he might start a fan club. That or he is infatuated with you. You should know, that I am the completely jealous type.