[It's a strange thing to be the silent one as Itachi talks, but he's content to listen without adding much, taking the time to revel in the soothing quality of Itachi's voice. By the time they're finishing up, Wei Wuxian feels half asleep standing up, and he shakes his head, turning down the option of a meal he knows he wouldn't be able to stay awake for.]
Let's go to bed. [He hopes Itachi will join him. Either way, he's fairly sure he'll be unconscious the moment his head hits the pillow and it's such a rare occurrence for him, he wants to indulge.]
๏ผ he does summon a clone — but rather than dispatch it to the kitchen, he simply uses it to go ensure the bed is tidied up from their earlier ministrations as he hands wei ying a towel. himself — he towels off with brisk efficiency, and leaves it wrapped low on his hips.
from there, it is a simple matter to usher his companion off to the neatly made bed.
he will remain with wei ying until the morning — but he already suspects sleep will elude him.
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Let's go to bed. [He hopes Itachi will join him. Either way, he's fairly sure he'll be unconscious the moment his head hits the pillow and it's such a rare occurrence for him, he wants to indulge.]
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from there, it is a simple matter to usher his companion off to the neatly made bed.
he will remain with wei ying until the morning — but he already suspects sleep will elude him.
there is much to think about. ๏ผ