[After removing his shoes, Wei Wuxian steps in and follows him over, smiling at his friend despite what he suspects is coming.]
Alright, hear me out. This isn't a celebration, it's just something I wanted to do for you back on E23-b and couldn't. [He grins.]
They're Longevity noodles and they're a birthday tradition where I'm from. These are late obviously, but I couldn't just forget about doing it! [And if Itachi takes a closer look at the noodles, he might notice one thing that seems different. It is not a bowl of noodles, rather it is a bowl filled with one long noodle.
There are of course specific ways to eat such a noodle, namely without breaking it once, but the symbolism behind such an act is one that pushes it even for Wei Wuxian. It would be pointless and perhaps cruel to insist Itachi partake in eating the long noodle in a way that is supposed to bring long life and prosperity. For Wei wuxian, it's enough that Itachi even be willing to partake in the tradition that isn't at all his own.]
I didn't even make it spicy. [You tasteless weirdo.]
[Wei Wuxian shrugs, still grinning. There's a number of reasons, probably, not the least of which is that he likes sharing pieces of his world with his friends here. That and he wanted to do something for his birthday and figured this was least likely to be something Itachi would hate.]
Maybe I just wanted to see how you would eat it. [Gracefully, he's sure, but it's still funny okay.]
But I won't say you have to eat it without breaking it. I think that ship has sailed for both of us. [He snickers quietly, sure that Itachi can put together the connotations of breaking a "longevity" noodle.]
[Wei Wuxian doesn't answer right away, torn between his need to shy away from sincerity, and his desire to express how much Itachi has come to mean to him in a way the man won't find to be too much. Itachi is not his zhiji, they both conceal too much of themselves from each other to be as such for now, but the bond they share is intimate nonetheless. Intimate and important to him.]
Not just tradition. [Another shorter pause.] An expression of affection for my friend.
[The smile he fixes Itachi with is softer this time, something gentle and sincere and a far cry from the full faced grins that so often reside there.]
Don't go thinking I would make these for just anyone.
No, ๏ผ it is a quiet, agreeable murmur. barely even a word at all. ๏ผ I suspect you would not.
๏ผ being cared for with such naked, blazing sentiment is still so new to him, he has no concept of how to bear it. his tolerance is stunted, wrapped up in years of hatred and shame.
he sets wei wuxian's cup down before him, and then — ๏ผ
Ah, you're welcome...[Wei Wuxian beams back warmly and bites back the desire to brush off the words or minimize his efforts. With anyone else it's exactly what he'd do, but Itachi's gratitude isn't something to be brushed off. It's too meaningful for that.]
Alright, please, before it gets cold. [He motions to the noodles and lowers his head to hide the soft smile that lingers on his face.]
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Alright, hear me out. This isn't a celebration, it's just something I wanted to do for you back on E23-b and couldn't. [He grins.]
They're Longevity noodles and they're a birthday tradition where I'm from. These are late obviously, but I couldn't just forget about doing it! [And if Itachi takes a closer look at the noodles, he might notice one thing that seems different. It is not a bowl of noodles, rather it is a bowl filled with one long noodle.
There are of course specific ways to eat such a noodle, namely without breaking it once, but the symbolism behind such an act is one that pushes it even for Wei Wuxian. It would be pointless and perhaps cruel to insist Itachi partake in eating the long noodle in a way that is supposed to bring long life and prosperity. For Wei wuxian, it's enough that Itachi even be willing to partake in the tradition that isn't at all his own.]
I didn't even make it spicy. [You tasteless weirdo.]
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'Longevity'.
๏ผ just a couple of dead guys, joking about a concept that matters very little to either of them.
he does give the bowl of noodles a considering look. the fact it is apparently one long noodle does not remain lost on him for long.
with a sigh, he sets about pouring tea. ๏ผ
Why?
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Maybe I just wanted to see how you would eat it. [Gracefully, he's sure, but it's still funny okay.]
But I won't say you have to eat it without breaking it. I think that ship has sailed for both of us. [He snickers quietly, sure that Itachi can put together the connotations of breaking a "longevity" noodle.]
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Then, all this work... simply tradition?
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Not just tradition. [Another shorter pause.] An expression of affection for my friend.
[The smile he fixes Itachi with is softer this time, something gentle and sincere and a far cry from the full faced grins that so often reside there.]
Don't go thinking I would make these for just anyone.
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๏ผ being cared for with such naked, blazing sentiment is still so new to him, he has no concept of how to bear it. his tolerance is stunted, wrapped up in years of hatred and shame.
he sets wei wuxian's cup down before him, and then — ๏ผ
Thank you. It is a kind sentiment.
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Alright, please, before it gets cold. [He motions to the noodles and lowers his head to hide the soft smile that lingers on his face.]