[recieving such a reaction toward something he figured was simple enough makes sizhui's eyes widen and his mouth momentarily fall open with surprise. since he's already gaping, it does occur to ask jin ling if he's alright rather than reaching toward him, coming up short and letting the hand lower onto the table instead, but he doesn't really consider until it's too late.
which is fine because jin ling's head is down, so sizhui can withdraw before he decides to straighten and catches his awkward gesture.
however, considering how red the other male's face had turned, you can bet he's filing that away for later when they aren't distracted by the fact they're both figuring out their uncles might already be married. with the hand drawn back, he laces his fingers together again, biting his cheek in an attempt at hiding how his lips are twitching upward on the left side. he can't help it, jin ling's reaction was way too cute to not notice!
as things start being put together aloud, his expression becomes more and more creased, thoughtfulness knitting his brow and wrinkling his nose.] Already married... hmmm. [if that is the truth, how? how were they able to keep it under wraps and how long has it been? he's preparing to ask, but hesitates at jin ling's voice raising an octave, the same hand that'd lifted earlier coming back up to clap over his mouth and muffle a giggle; it's a wholehearted, unabashed noise, though something he smothers nevertheless before answering.] Should that be the case, then I must admit, we have egg on our faces.
Surely they were meeting in private. [perhaps stating the obvious? oh, but—] Unless it happened during the times Zewu-jun would leave seclusion for particular meetings where he needed to be present?
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which is fine because jin ling's head is down, so sizhui can withdraw before he decides to straighten and catches his awkward gesture.
however, considering how red the other male's face had turned, you can bet he's filing that away for later when they aren't distracted by the fact they're both figuring out their uncles might already be married. with the hand drawn back, he laces his fingers together again, biting his cheek in an attempt at hiding how his lips are twitching upward on the left side. he can't help it, jin ling's reaction was way too cute to not notice!
as things start being put together aloud, his expression becomes more and more creased, thoughtfulness knitting his brow and wrinkling his nose.] Already married... hmmm. [if that is the truth, how? how were they able to keep it under wraps and how long has it been? he's preparing to ask, but hesitates at jin ling's voice raising an octave, the same hand that'd lifted earlier coming back up to clap over his mouth and muffle a giggle; it's a wholehearted, unabashed noise, though something he smothers nevertheless before answering.] Should that be the case, then I must admit, we have egg on our faces.
Surely they were meeting in private. [perhaps stating the obvious? oh, but—] Unless it happened during the times Zewu-jun would leave seclusion for particular meetings where he needed to be present?