[ Yingxing will be very quickly rewarded by a flush of pink along Dan Heng's skin. Making a habit of—what—His lips part, because really the other shouldn't say things like that, not to his friend-and-coworker's kid brother,

(not to a fan who so desperately wants them to be serious)

but before he can make any sort of protest, the other keeps talking, asks about his studies.

Dan Heng clears his throat, and nods. ]

Yeah. We're on holidays right now, so I'm not working quite as much. Just trying to keep up with my readings so I don't fall behind later.