Training - inside [ It has been a miserable past few days. Shen Wei came to this monthly meeting only because Da Qing kept on insisting that he needed to get out and see other people, and while he was a little annoyed by that, Shen Wei understood that he shouldn't dwell on matters. He was several centuries old, he had so many responsibilities, and he could not let himself fall to pieces.
Again.
But.
He had spent most of his past waiting knowing that the man with foxfire eyes would come back. He had promised that he would return to his side. He had fought and waited and hoped and that promise only held him together. This time there was no promise. There were no words of meeting yet again. The letter left behind only told him of the love but did not say that he was able to return.
Shen Wei was a shell of his usual self held together by what little control he could pull together and the knowledge that if he didn't show up, Da Qing would probably yowl outside his door at three in the morning. He also was ignoring the instructions on the proper way to sit in seiza, instead adopting the style of the jianghu that he really was, which probably looked a little odd considering his fussy, well-tailored suit. It looked even stranger as he falls asleep sitting like that, glasses sliding down his nose.
Care to wake him up? ]
R&R [ He's staying away from the alcohol this time. Shen Wei knew that he didn't have any tolerance to even the lightest drink and as tempting as it was to just lose a few minutes to unconsciousness, he knew that it wouldn't last and he would wake up feeling even more miserable than he already did. So instead he decided to sample the foods that he remembered Zhao Yunlan liked, even ones that he often silently questioned the edibility of. Like the cup ramen that he happened to secure from the table.
One bite and he was already shoving it at a passing by person with all the seriousness of a child who just had found a vegetable in his cookie. ]
Tell me if this is good or not. All I can taste is wax.
Shen Wei | ota
[ It has been a miserable past few days. Shen Wei came to this monthly meeting only because Da Qing kept on insisting that he needed to get out and see other people, and while he was a little annoyed by that, Shen Wei understood that he shouldn't dwell on matters. He was several centuries old, he had so many responsibilities, and he could not let himself fall to pieces.
Again.
But.
He had spent most of his past waiting knowing that the man with foxfire eyes would come back. He had promised that he would return to his side. He had fought and waited and hoped and that promise only held him together. This time there was no promise. There were no words of meeting yet again. The letter left behind only told him of the love but did not say that he was able to return.
Shen Wei was a shell of his usual self held together by what little control he could pull together and the knowledge that if he didn't show up, Da Qing would probably yowl outside his door at three in the morning. He also was ignoring the instructions on the proper way to sit in seiza, instead adopting the style of the jianghu that he really was, which probably looked a little odd considering his fussy, well-tailored suit. It looked even stranger as he falls asleep sitting like that, glasses sliding down his nose.
Care to wake him up? ]
R&R
[ He's staying away from the alcohol this time. Shen Wei knew that he didn't have any tolerance to even the lightest drink and as tempting as it was to just lose a few minutes to unconsciousness, he knew that it wouldn't last and he would wake up feeling even more miserable than he already did. So instead he decided to sample the foods that he remembered Zhao Yunlan liked, even ones that he often silently questioned the edibility of. Like the cup ramen that he happened to secure from the table.
One bite and he was already shoving it at a passing by person with all the seriousness of a child who just had found a vegetable in his cookie. ]
Tell me if this is good or not. All I can taste is wax.