行秋 | xɪɴɢǫɪᴜ (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rainswords) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
jigokulogs2022-05-23 09:53 pm
rainswords) wrote in jigokulogs2022-05-23 09:53 pm
Entry tags:
(CLOSED) — NOT A DATE
Who ⬤ chongyun & xingqiu...
What ⬤ watching some paper bag guy's movie with bestie
When ⬤ i lost track of time... sometime in may...
Where ⬤ around the city: a flat, the streets, the movie theater...
Content Warnings ⬤ lol none...idk miners? with hardhats... sou told me to write that last part
[ Waking up at five in the morning isn't remarkably early but purpose drives him to roll out of his blankets. Despite the time he is visibly excited for the day, there are plans and he wants to be sure he is completely ready. Most enthusiasm isn't inspired by the anticipation of finally watching a film. That may be a new experience, however, so is accepting Chongyun's invitation. Ever since they met all those years ago as children, it was he who planned every expedition, every adventure through the land. The hunt for evil spirits, tales made up on the fly, and off they went. Or the ocassions when a request was enough to have his friend join him on some tedious assignment that became increasingly less dull with company.
Unfortunately for anyone who needs a little more shut eye, Xingqiu begins a noisy round through the flat examining his clothes to find an appropriate outfit for the day. With his closet consisting of a dining chair along with half the table, most of the sofa, and some garments have even made their way to his bookshelf it takes him a moment to get an idea of what he wants to wear. Afterwhich it is just a matter of getting bathed and dressed.
Aware he likely disturbed his roommate he would have to make it up her some other day.
As quickly as he got up, he was just as promptly ready which remarkly he finds surprising that not much time was spent making himself presentable. Staring at his phone screen wouldn't bring eleven o'clock about any faster, so instead he opts for breakfast as a way to pass the time and afterpreparing then eating a light meal he settles on reading a book. This is a hobby he can typically find himself lost in for hours; with Xingqiu now attempting to peruse through a novel there is silence once more in the flat, however, today reading doesn't come easy. Finding himself staring at the same sentence, over and over he reads the same words but his attention is elsewhere.
Which is why he ends up falling asleep on top of the garment upholstered sofa.
The urgent knocking on the door is what draws him out of his slumber, practically scrambling to his feet he trips on his way to the door though he manages to catch himself as he makes it to the entrance. Anticipation at seeing the exorcist's face brings a smile to his own, the door swings open all too quickly as he settles a hand on his hip. Right outside Xingqiu finds disappointment as a startled youkai stares at him and he stares right back.
The creature holding a small container in its scaly hands soon makes a request. Apparently it's his neighbor in need of sugar which he ends up providing and then he wanted the youkai run off. After closing the door he expects that any minute Chongyun should show up, it is getting close to that time. Maybe he shouldn't have gotten so excited when he heard that knock earlier but it can't be helped when once again his attention is drawn to the door because this time it has to be his friend. Only when he swings the door open does he find the same youkai and his smile remains despite faltering enthusiasm. This time it needs butter which Xingqiu promptly provides. After watching the creature go for a second time he decides that he won't fall for that again.
The third time there is a knock on his door, he doesn't rush to open it. When he does there is barely a smile on his face. ]
Chongyun.
What ⬤ watching some paper bag guy's movie with bestie
When ⬤ i lost track of time... sometime in may...
Where ⬤ around the city: a flat, the streets, the movie theater...
Content Warnings ⬤ lol none...idk miners? with hardhats... sou told me to write that last part
[ Waking up at five in the morning isn't remarkably early but purpose drives him to roll out of his blankets. Despite the time he is visibly excited for the day, there are plans and he wants to be sure he is completely ready. Most enthusiasm isn't inspired by the anticipation of finally watching a film. That may be a new experience, however, so is accepting Chongyun's invitation. Ever since they met all those years ago as children, it was he who planned every expedition, every adventure through the land. The hunt for evil spirits, tales made up on the fly, and off they went. Or the ocassions when a request was enough to have his friend join him on some tedious assignment that became increasingly less dull with company.
Unfortunately for anyone who needs a little more shut eye, Xingqiu begins a noisy round through the flat examining his clothes to find an appropriate outfit for the day. With his closet consisting of a dining chair along with half the table, most of the sofa, and some garments have even made their way to his bookshelf it takes him a moment to get an idea of what he wants to wear. Afterwhich it is just a matter of getting bathed and dressed.
Aware he likely disturbed his roommate he would have to make it up her some other day.
As quickly as he got up, he was just as promptly ready which remarkly he finds surprising that not much time was spent making himself presentable. Staring at his phone screen wouldn't bring eleven o'clock about any faster, so instead he opts for breakfast as a way to pass the time and afterpreparing then eating a light meal he settles on reading a book. This is a hobby he can typically find himself lost in for hours; with Xingqiu now attempting to peruse through a novel there is silence once more in the flat, however, today reading doesn't come easy. Finding himself staring at the same sentence, over and over he reads the same words but his attention is elsewhere.
Which is why he ends up falling asleep on top of the garment upholstered sofa.
The urgent knocking on the door is what draws him out of his slumber, practically scrambling to his feet he trips on his way to the door though he manages to catch himself as he makes it to the entrance. Anticipation at seeing the exorcist's face brings a smile to his own, the door swings open all too quickly as he settles a hand on his hip. Right outside Xingqiu finds disappointment as a startled youkai stares at him and he stares right back.
The creature holding a small container in its scaly hands soon makes a request. Apparently it's his neighbor in need of sugar which he ends up providing and then he wanted the youkai run off. After closing the door he expects that any minute Chongyun should show up, it is getting close to that time. Maybe he shouldn't have gotten so excited when he heard that knock earlier but it can't be helped when once again his attention is drawn to the door because this time it has to be his friend. Only when he swings the door open does he find the same youkai and his smile remains despite faltering enthusiasm. This time it needs butter which Xingqiu promptly provides. After watching the creature go for a second time he decides that he won't fall for that again.
The third time there is a knock on his door, he doesn't rush to open it. When he does there is barely a smile on his face. ]
Chongyun.
no subject
Unsurprised by what little choice there is to have, he begins riffling through the few garments available to him. Finally, he settles on a hoodie and some sweatpants. He ends up picking them off their hangers himself. ]
I'll go get changed. Perhaps in the time that I am gone, you too should seek to get out of those wet clothes.
[ It's sound advice, despite his condition, it didn't make Chongyun immune to illnesses that were aggravated by the cold. That rain, despite the proximity to summer months, was chilling. Already he felt another shiver run through him.
That said, he tries to get Chongyun's attention once more but his friend's continual refusal to look at him causes Xingqiu to search for a place to change away from the other boy and out of his line of sight on his own. It's how he ends up locking himself in Chongyun's room. It doesn't take long to undress and slide warm dry clothes in the place of what he previously wore. It almost meant he was left only wearing those two pieces.
Xingqiu doesn't immediately exit Chongyun's room, rather he makes a comparison of how these clothes fit him and he wonders how they settle on his friend's body. He had to pull the sweatpants strings taut before they would stop sliding off his waist and hips.
A moment later, he would finally step out expecting Chongyun to be changed already. ]
no subject
His wet clothes are quickly peeled off and hunt on a hanger to dry off some. The drenching may have been for the best given the butter stains; he sighs, studying the damage for a little longer than he should. These clothes hadn't been cheap, so he hopes that the butter will come out.
Lingering over the poor state of his clothes is exactly why Chongyun is not dressed when Xingqiu comes out. He has his sweatpants on, but he's shirtless, showing off his muscular frame. Because his normal over-jacket is loose, it's easy to forget that he's pretty built beneath those cotton white layers.
He glances over at Xingqiu and nods. Good, they fit. Their sizes aren't too different, but Xingqiu is definitely a bit slimmer than him. Naturally, he thinks absolutely nothing of his own shirtless state. ]
Comfortable? You can pick something else out if not.
no subject
Not that he doesn't appreciate what he saw, a glimpse is enough for him, his attention is quickly diverted somewhere else to anything within the space they're in. It's unsurprising to know how fit his friend is, Xingqiu is well aware that Chongyun is diligent with his training. Yet, there is a difference between them that he can't ignore.
A muscular sturdy frame gained from hard work and martial arts training; supplemented by years of travel. Chongyun is a well-built boy. ]
This will do.
[ With his reply leaving his lips he is going to hurry past his friend, with his arms crossed. No, he is not going to look at him again. Once is enough he reminds himself. Although maybe there is nothing to be embarrassed about. He'll ruminate on that thought later. There is a kitchen and he was promised snacks. ]
closes my eyes @ my typos
And, importantly: tea. Chongyun will have to wait for his to go cold but a hot cup should help warm Xingqiu right up. First thing, he puts on the electric kettle to boil water.
As for snacks … he did buy a few pastries just yesterday. Nothing big; he puts out a small assortment of cookies and mini rolls onto the table for his friend to take whatever he likes. The rolls have a few fillings, like jam and chocolate, and the cookies are normal flavors like short bread, sugar, and almond.
There. Warm tea and snacks. That certainly shows he’s boyfriend material, doesn’t it? ]
Here, have some.
prt sc
Instead, he remains still as he listens to Chongyun rummage through the kitchen in what he assumes to be a search for snacks. Fine, he can't win this one but it doesn't mean he has to settle his gaze on Chongyun.
Which is what does immediately the moment he whirls around to face his friend.
Well, damn. That's just how things are going to go. A sigh escapes as he relents to interacting with a shirtless Chongyun. Finally, he settles at the table where the spread of snacks is available. His right hand hovers over the choices until finally, he picks out a sugar cookie which he is quick to start nibbling on. ]