[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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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.]