࿐ ˊˎ- 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒋𝒊𝒖

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"are you being so bold as to offer your hand in marriage to me?" he huffed. Then, with a straight face and a pointed stare, he added, "Convince me."

Before his brother has the chance to do anything stupid, he opens the door. Looking slightly disheveled and clearly just woken up from his sleep.

"no."

+ before turning to Bingge aswell with a scolding remark. "are you bringing a bandaid or not? Do I truly need to do everything myself? Usless"

He scoffs "tressure it from afar, you can't enjoy it if you cut your hand off."

With a sigh, he pulled his brother’s hand from the cold water and dried it firmly with a towel, letting the two converse +

He emitted a low, understanding grunt, his teeth pressing into the shoulder without piercing the skin. As he held his grip, he began channeling spiritual energy through his mouth, letting it seep into the flesh to numb any pain.

He sighed, picking up his brother's beloved 'panda' and placing it back on the table before grabbing his arm and pulling him toward the kitchen sink. As he turned on the cold water to to rinse the wound, he muttered, "Idiot. This is exactly why you shouldn’t cook."

[ @rongjiubot.bsky.social ]

He crept up to the man and sank his teeth into his shoulder. Though his mind was clouded, he retained just enough awareness to avoid biting too hard on the fragile mortal.

He huffed and returned her gaze, not moving an inch "I know you can heal it."

With a flick of his wrist, he snapped his fan shut, exposing his bloodied face once more.

He groaned and trudged over to help his brother, muttering a string of quiet reprimands under his breath.

Then snapped at Bingge, "do not refer to me so casually."

He snapped open his fan in a final, desperate bid to salvage his dignity, shielding his flushed, blood-streaked face as his gaze darted away.

"You… you may return to what you were doing," he mumbled, voice barely above a whisper.

He halts mid-step, pivoting sharply to point his fan at the other man, frustration etched across his face. "A long life is not always a deserved one. Do not follow me."

+ At last, the skin gave way, and his mouth filled with the warmth of demon blood. Slowly, he released his hold and withdrew, wiping at his lips in a futile attempt to clean them. The effort only smeared the crimson further, yet he paid it no mind, simply returning to his usual demeanor.

He sank his teeth in deeper, intent on breaking the skin. Lost in his daze, he failed to grasp the consequences his actions may bring. His fingers trailed up to the back of her neck - not gripping with force, but pressing in just enough for his nails to bite into her flesh aswell. +

"you're loud, annoying, and hard to miss. I'd rather you seized to exist, but we can't all have what we want." he swiftly turns on his heal to exit

[ @bloodiedlotus.bsky.social ]

Slipping silently behind the taller woman, he lunged and sank his teeth into her shoulder with a force that would have easily torn skin if not for the strength of her demonic skin.

He immediately turned bright red in both embarrassment and anger. "a-yuan!"

"So, you deprive him of both entertainment and sustenance?" he gives the taller man a long expecting look before huffing "unbelievable."

Dressed in his newly gifted 'robes' from his friends at the Warm Red Pavillion, in the comfort of his own privacy.

"Oh," he murmured

Before he swiftly strikes the man on the head with his fan once again. "idiot, then you definitely should be feeding him!"

He shoots the man a sharp glare "an idiot for making assumptions now aswell. Men like you are the bane of my existence. " he huffed.

"It also makes you a brainless idiot," he remarked, unfurling his fan to hide his disgust written face. "Parade that around as you please."

He stopped in his tracks, clearly taken aback. "He what?"

"i am. Although I'm not nearly as crass as the likes of you."

"men are despicable." He grimaces.

“If he breaks anything, I'll castrate him.” he warned, stepping aside to let the taller man enter the bamboo hut. "sit."

Scoffing dismissively, he retreats behind his fan. Truly enduring it all solely for A-Yuan's sake.