And Sizhui returns to his dorm, floating on cloud nine the entire way, red-faced and giddy.
Jingyi, of course, notices his rapturous state, does everything within his power to pry an answer out of his friend, though to no avail. He flutters about while humming delightedly, collecting his shower stuff, clean pajamas, flipping on the electric kettle with its automatic timer, which will allow him plenty of time to wash up and get dressed.
By the time he returns, his roommate is deep in some video game, grumbling into the mic of his headset. Thank goodness, Sizhui sighs, twisting his hair up as his tea steeps. He collects the mug once it's finished, disappears into his bottom bunk with it, thoughts on Jiang Cheng the whole time he drinks. He drifts the emptier his cup gets, somehow manages setting it aside before he actually dozes off, only awakened by the abrupt sound of Jingyi dropping into the bunk above him.
His attention flickers up, considering, then he glances at the clock with faint astonishment. He can't remember the last time he'd fallen asleep so easily and offhandedly wonders if Jiang Cheng is still awake while eyeing his phone from his peripheral. But no, he shouldn't... should he?
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Jingyi, of course, notices his rapturous state, does everything within his power to pry an answer out of his friend, though to no avail. He flutters about while humming delightedly, collecting his shower stuff, clean pajamas, flipping on the electric kettle with its automatic timer, which will allow him plenty of time to wash up and get dressed.
By the time he returns, his roommate is deep in some video game, grumbling into the mic of his headset. Thank goodness, Sizhui sighs, twisting his hair up as his tea steeps. He collects the mug once it's finished, disappears into his bottom bunk with it, thoughts on Jiang Cheng the whole time he drinks. He drifts the emptier his cup gets, somehow manages setting it aside before he actually dozes off, only awakened by the abrupt sound of Jingyi dropping into the bunk above him.
His attention flickers up, considering, then he glances at the clock with faint astonishment. He can't remember the last time he'd fallen asleep so easily and offhandedly wonders if Jiang Cheng is still awake while eyeing his phone from his peripheral. But no, he shouldn't... should he?