#and those rules are that every show that sabraeal and i mutually enjoy must get

[bubblesthemonsterartist]

Wen Ying resigns himself to having ~feelings~ for Shouxue with a sort of "this would have happened anyway" vibe (a modern AU would be lovely, but an in-universe also sounds great if you'd prefer that more!)

Also, as someone who's starved for Raven of the Inner Palace fic, I think you're a godsend btw

“Hey roomie—” Whatever he was going to say is abruptly aborted, Dan Hai’s large dog-like eyes rounding above a frown. “Aww, what’s wrong, buddy?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” Wen Ying drags himself across the apartment, joints collapsing in on themselves and landing him face first onto the couch.

Dan Hai folds himself over the back of the couch, crowding his space specifically in the way Wen Ying would prefer he does not. “What is it? Something wrong with your squish?”

Wen Ying sighs. Dan Hai’s skills of perception are truly unfair.

“Hmm? What was that? What did you say?”

Wen Ying pulls himself up from the couch cushion, takes a deep breath, and confesses his sins. “I masturbated yesterday.”

The pause is too long, the silence too thick for a man who habitually does not know how to shut up. When he looks up, Dan Hai’s startled expression is waiting for him. “Were you, like, thinking of her? I hate to inform you of this, but that’s pretty standard.”

This is what his life has come to. Getting life advice from this heathen who doesn’t even appreciate the skill it takes to properly play the clarinet.