[ he can't help it that's how he was raised! not that he doesn't want the affection, he really does, but he doesn't know what to do with it when he is on the receiving end so it just ends up failing. who'd want that? ]

You still have to keep that schedule even if you'd want to go to bed earlier? That's dumb.

[ he frowns even more at the way Sizhui is clutching at his chest, breath momentarily sharp and ragged (Sizhui wtf?) because from an outside point of view it kind of looks concerning. but Sizhui would say if he felt bad, wouldn't he? wouldn't he? suddenly he's unsure what to do because somehow it looks like the other Junior is half dying in his bed and that's not quite the feeling he wanted washing over him.

but it doesn't stop Jin Ling from getting up again, concern flickering over his face as he takes a hesitant step towards the bed. ]

Ah... h-hey— what's wrong? Are you hurt?