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[eggshell]

Talk.

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[lifeban]

Wooooow.

[peering over jing yuan's shoulder, eyebrows up again.]

[lionsleeps]

[You can stop him from talking but you can't stop him from laughing into your hand, DF.

Jing Yuan's happier in this moment than he's been in quite some time, actually.]

[eggshell]

[the gall of this little-!!

dan feng narrows his eyes. removes his hand, reaches out for dan heng; pauses because this is descending into juvenile behavior that would horrify every single preceptor he’d had, but the levity it seems to bring into the room cannot be understated.

he then quickly leans in, sandwiching jing yuan between the two of them, and reaches around to flick a fingernail directly at the base of dan heng’s tail, a place that he knew from experience would be a jolt at the very least.]

[lifeban]

[jerks bodily with a gasp, which does in fact plaster him against jing yuan's back, where his previous contact was feather-light, almost polite save for the fact he was using the general as a shield.

enjoy your lion sandwich with dragon bread, jing yuan.]

[lionsleeps]

[Okay NOW this is inappropriate. Suddenly he's Dying!?]

Alright, you two. Isn't this getting a little too physical?

[eggshell]

[dan feng subsides against one of jing yuan’s sides with an extremely petulant glare at dan heng. he uncurls his tail to drape across jing yuan instead.]

He started it.

[lifeban]

[???!?!]

You pulled my tail first!

[stops leaning quite so hard against jing yuan's back but doesn't otherwise move.]

[lionsleeps]

[pets. the tail.]

Are you both children now...?

[eggshell]

You were annoying first-

[jumps a little bit when jing yuan touches his tail ?? ?? ?]

No. [he sniffs.] You just have no spatial awareness when it comes to your tail. [vaguely the memories of why is swimming at the back of his head but he doesn’t want to think about those at the moment.] I will teach you starting tomorrow.

[lifeban]

We did just discuss whether I, the youngest here, am marriagable.

[DRY!!!!]

...How do you teach spacial awareness?

[lionsleeps]

Usually by hitting you in your blind spots until you lose them.

[Says a very good teacher of martial arts...]

[eggshell]

Yes. Exposure therapy.

[scooting a little closer so he can press his and jing yuan’s thighs together but like. in a lan-fearing way.]

And like I said. I would not have accused you of having marital relations with Jing Yuan had I not thought you were worthy of him.

[lifeban]

[>ignore compliments]

I'm just going to put it away again if that becomes at all possible...

[sssssighs.]

Not that we know if or when that will happen.

[lionsleeps]

The threat of making you praise yourself in public still stands, Dan Heng.

[Although Jing Yuan is also avoiding the notion that he's someone other people have to try to be worthy of. That's dumb.]

[eggshell]

[wow. they’re both idiots. do they want to borrow from dan feng’s endless pride.]

Six hundred virtues, then. [the look and sound of abject disgust that follows, unfortunately, kills that vibe.]

Do not put it away, you barbarian. It is already in terrible shape.

[lifeban]

[no thank you the pride comes with hubris

annoyed tail twitch?!]

There's no need for that.

-What do you mean it's in terrible shape? It's clean!

[lionsleeps]

[...Y'know. Jing Yuan already has Dan Feng's tail, so. He just feels around for Dan Heng's too. Gonna pet and cuddle both tails at once while they argue.]

[eggshell]

The bar is so low it is in the Scalegorge.

[with the confidence of a man who’s used to most of his orders being followed all of his life, he moves to pick up jing yuan’s hand where it’s petting dan heng’s tail, and places it on a slightly flaky patch of scales further up.]

Tell me how that feels, Jing Yuan. [u better answer right, my guy.]

[lifeban]

[it is one thing if he is manhandling jing yuan with tail, and if dan feng is manhandling his tail (he has decided that's fine even if he has also decided he can be a brat about it), but jing yuan reaching for his tail feels different, and dan feng guiding his hand around is,,,

look, it's a lot. he's going red again, somewhere between scandalized and embarrassed.]

It's fine!

[lionsleeps]

[How is it that Dan Feng can be so traditional and pure but also such a monster?? He can hear how embarrassed Dan Heng is, and he's a little red himself from the intimacy of this gesture. But he's dying much less than these weenie dragons...]

It's a little scratchy. You could use a nice moisturising bath, I think.

[eggshell]

[in the snottiest tone:] See? Thank you, Jing Yuan.

[he’s be more embarrassed if he didn’t literally think of dan heng as a weird amalgamation of family and sentient body part.]

Now this place definitely would not have any sort of moisturising agent but at least soak in warm water once every week.

[and this is his lecturing i-am-your-doctor tone. screw your embarrassment. he’s now going to use jing yuan’s hand to point out more patchy scales.]

[lifeban]

[...

. . .

he's just going to bury his face in jing yuan's hair and make a teakettle noise.]

[lionsleeps]

[NO SPARE HIM--]

Ahaha... It's alright, Dan Heng. You don't have to be as uptight as Dan Feng.

[Now. He's taking his hand back and suddenly standing up because he's feeling a little... warm.]

[eggshell]

[?????????]

I am not uptight. Merely thorough. Come back to bed, Jing Yuan. You are convalescing. [yeah.]

And you. [don’t think you’re safe dan heng. dan feng reaches over to tip his chin down so dan feng can look his horns over.]

[lifeban]

[shit, his shield abandoned him. chingrabbed.]

Huh?