[ oh - oh, he gets it. yingxing shakes his head. ]
It's just a small thing, honestly. I've made much bigger things that I spent much more time on. [ not that he didn't put good effort into this - he puts effort into everything he makes, and pride - but he doesn't want her worrying that he broke his back over it. ] Besides, it wouldn't suit anyone else here.
[ she'll learn, eventually, that this is what makes him happy - that gift giving is one of his languages of affection. it's also a sort of.. a promise? an olive branch? not that there was ever bad blood between them, really, but navigating relationships when two people love the same person can sometimes be tricky. this is yingxing's way of acknowledging how she feels about dan feng, while also conveying his support for it. ]
You're welcome. Sorry if I surprised you. This is just kind of what I do. Want me to help you put it on?
[ with careful fingers he plucks up the cuff. yingxing's hands are rough and worn with scars and calluses, and yet they move like a master artist's might, with dexterity and grace as he delicately weaves the rose gold dragon over the curve of her wing.
it settles nicely. not a bad fit at all, considering he'd only eyeballed her measurements there. ]
[ It feels strange, to have such a heavy weight there when she's used to simple rings and studs. She stretches the wing a bit, testing, her cheeks red with heat. It feels good, to have something-- special.
She lifts a hand to gently cover one of his own. ]
[ given its draconic shape and azure eyes, it's not necessarily expressing a deep connection between them, but.. there's time ahead of them. things to learn about one another. maybe one day, yingxing will give her a gift that symbolizes only the two of them. ]
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No-- no, that's not what I'm saying at all. It's beautiful, I-- did you make this? You truly didn't have to go through so much effort for me...
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It's just a small thing, honestly. I've made much bigger things that I spent much more time on. [ not that he didn't put good effort into this - he puts effort into everything he makes, and pride - but he doesn't want her worrying that he broke his back over it. ] Besides, it wouldn't suit anyone else here.
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[ She's quiet, for a moment, before she carefully removes the cuff from its box. ]
... Thank you.
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[ she'll learn, eventually, that this is what makes him happy - that gift giving is one of his languages of affection. it's also a sort of.. a promise? an olive branch? not that there was ever bad blood between them, really, but navigating relationships when two people love the same person can sometimes be tricky. this is yingxing's way of acknowledging how she feels about dan feng, while also conveying his support for it. ]
You're welcome. Sorry if I surprised you. This is just kind of what I do. Want me to help you put it on?
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... Yes. Please.
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it settles nicely. not a bad fit at all, considering he'd only eyeballed her measurements there. ]
Heh. Looks good.
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She lifts a hand to gently cover one of his own. ]
Thank you, Yingxing.
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[ given its draconic shape and azure eyes, it's not necessarily expressing a deep connection between them, but.. there's time ahead of them. things to learn about one another. maybe one day, yingxing will give her a gift that symbolizes only the two of them. ]
But, uh.. I should get back to work.
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She gives his hand a small squeeze before letting go. ]
My apologies, for interrupting you.
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It's nothing. Was a good interruption. Go get yourself something to eat and drink, yeah?