( Wjfosidjfgaidjg WELL it's certainly loud enough to shock him out of his dream. He jolts upright, rubbing his ears. )
Ugh... Who in the world dares to disturb m...m-me?! ( SHORT MOMENT OF HORROR as he recognises another person in his bed. Or at least he thinks it's his bed. )
[completely straightfaced] Do you really think that I of all people would be capable of getting someone of your capabilities to do anything you had no intention of doing, Lord Zhong Hui?
[aaaand he'll just mosey over to the closet and find something to wear. that isn't already on the floor from last night.]
I suppose you're right. What's the last thing you remember?
( looks away from dat ass. he's not going to ask for clothes so jiang wei better be thinking he should lend him some... for now, he'll just wrap himself in the blanket. )
[but it's an awfully steamy blur. should he even admit that? or is that just going to set Zhong Hui off all over again? because listening to him complain definitely ain't the best way to deal with a hangover headache.
once he's dressed, he pulls some other clothes out and tosses them to land on the bed. they probably won't be a perfect fit and there'll be something to complain about in there even if they are, he's sure, but if Zhong Hui doesn't like that...well, he can wear the blanket.]
( jiang wei had been smart to avoid further details. any more than the obvious (especially spoken up by the other man) would have just spiral into another conflict. although there's a part of him that wants to know more... any more than that would be just tmi.
...but still. how deplorable!
his train of thoughts strays from him when the change of cloths lands on his lap. for a second, he's confused since...wow, that's an awful color (of green) on his lap right now. he picks it up the robes and closely examines it. but, it doesn't look like he has a choice.
so, he turns around so his back faces jiang wei and begins clothing himself. before he forgets, his glances at the other just as his arm slips into the sleeve of the robe. )
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Ugh... Who in the world dares to disturb m...m-me?! ( SHORT MOMENT OF HORROR as he recognises another person in his bed. Or at least he thinks it's his bed. )
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oh god that's not a voice anybody wants to hear first thing in the morning. sits up.]
...uh.
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Don't give me that look! What are you doing in my bed?
( it's probably not even his room. he's too groggily to pay attention to anything else... )
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...this is my room.
[god how did this even happen. why do people let him anywhere near the wine when he's sadfacing over dead prime ministers, IT NEVER ENDS WELL.]
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( He quickly glances around the room. ...Yes it is. )
You've got some explaining to do.
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[aaaand he'll just mosey over to the closet and find something to wear. that isn't already on the floor from last night.]
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( looks away from dat ass. he's not going to ask for clothes so jiang wei better be thinking he should lend him some... for now, he'll just wrap himself in the blanket. )
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[but it's an awfully steamy blur. should he even admit that? or is that just going to set Zhong Hui off all over again? because listening to him complain definitely ain't the best way to deal with a hangover headache.
once he's dressed, he pulls some other clothes out and tosses them to land on the bed. they probably won't be a perfect fit and there'll be something to complain about in there even if they are, he's sure, but if Zhong Hui doesn't like that...well, he can wear the blanket.]
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...but still. how deplorable!
his train of thoughts strays from him when the change of cloths lands on his lap. for a second, he's confused since...wow, that's an awful color (of green) on his lap right now. he picks it up the robes and closely examines it. but, it doesn't look like he has a choice.
so, he turns around so his back faces jiang wei and begins clothing himself. before he forgets, his glances at the other just as his arm slips into the sleeve of the robe. )
Jiang Wei, this stays between us
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I wouldn't dream of telling anyone.
[...like he wants to tell anybody that he slept with Zhong Hui, god.]
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