[ a nod, and yingxing cracks a second bottle open, sliding it onto the table beside dan heng. he definitely didn't take him for a beer guy, but it's been a pretty wild twenty-four hours, so.. he gets it.
with dan heng sorted, yingxing slides into the seat opposite to him, taking a drink before scooping up his own serving. he doesn't have to ask if it's good - dan heng is making it obvious enough with his appetite. it's good enough, apparently. ]
Well.. you'd definitely look pretty cute in one of my shirts, too.
[ seeing it falling off of his narrower shoulders, fucking him silly while he wears it.. yeah, yingxing could get behind that. ]
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with dan heng sorted, yingxing slides into the seat opposite to him, taking a drink before scooping up his own serving. he doesn't have to ask if it's good - dan heng is making it obvious enough with his appetite. it's good enough, apparently. ]
Well.. you'd definitely look pretty cute in one of my shirts, too.
[ seeing it falling off of his narrower shoulders, fucking him silly while he wears it.. yeah, yingxing could get behind that. ]