[ wow they did it!! wish status is still unknown, maybe, but for the moment, it's a peaceful night.
gu yun's been surprisingly sparse after all the reunions were said and done - his door's cracked open, though, and he's sitting on the couch in the common area with a drink in his hand. the last night here, it seems, should be a fairly peaceful one, and he'd like to check in with molly, but... for now, it's best to let him enjoy his time with beau, so.
[He'll take a bit anyway, to do the rounds and make sure beau's all good and alive and stuff and checking on the ten thousand angree lesbians around but
he does swing by, just shoving his way into the room like he owns the place and immediately flopping himself onto the couch next to him - putting his chin on his shoulder.]
but also not at all surprising so!! when the door opens, gu yun wastes no time in making room, shifting on the couch to let molly have his way into his space all that he wants; he lolls his head over just a bit enough to look at him, mouth pulling up at the corner.
could be molly's last night alive. could be the last time they ever see each other. ] So it could be.
How do you want to spend it? Need a way to waste an hour? [ that comes out amused - that's a callback to weeks and weeks and weeks ago - it feels like years at this point, since they first met. ]
[he doesn't seem all that depressed or anything, so maybe it's just a very dark joke. or he thinks that it's acceptable because he'd headlocked everything else he was worried about into being okay.
wrapping himself against gu yun's side, tail going back around an ankle.]
[ the first time molly ever wrapped his tail around him like that, it startled the absolute shit out of gu yun. now, it's normal - he just accommodates for it, turning his body properly to let molly press as close as he likes. he's practically in his lap at this point but that is fine. ]
[just reaching for that hand with the tattoo to grab it and tug it over, winding their fingers together. shame that he almost misses the claws that gu yun had for a minute there? hm. well it's fine.]
Has anyone ever told you that you're funny? Probably too many people have told you that you're funny and it's gone right to your head.
[ sorry he is tragically very normal and very squishy.
their hands still fit together, nicely, though. ink pressed to skin. he flexes his fingers a bit and settles, smiling up at him like the pleased little gremlin that he is. ]
No one ever tells me I'm funny, no, I just know it. [ so yeah of course it's gone to his head. silly. ] So, this Gu is humbled by your compliments.
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w7... post endgame... wao
gu yun's been surprisingly sparse after all the reunions were said and done - his door's cracked open, though, and he's sitting on the couch in the common area with a drink in his hand. the last night here, it seems, should be a fairly peaceful one, and he'd like to check in with molly, but... for now, it's best to let him enjoy his time with beau, so.
door open it is, in case he wants to swing by. ]
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he does swing by, just shoving his way into the room like he owns the place and immediately flopping himself onto the couch next to him - putting his chin on his shoulder.]
... Could be my last night left alive, you know.
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but also not at all surprising so!! when the door opens, gu yun wastes no time in making room, shifting on the couch to let molly have his way into his space all that he wants; he lolls his head over just a bit enough to look at him, mouth pulling up at the corner.
could be molly's last night alive. could be the last time they ever see each other. ] So it could be.
How do you want to spend it? Need a way to waste an hour? [ that comes out amused - that's a callback to weeks and weeks and weeks ago - it feels like years at this point, since they first met. ]
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wrapping himself against gu yun's side, tail going back around an ankle.]
I want more than an hour, is the thing.
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Two? [ teasing. ] Three?
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Has anyone ever told you that you're funny? Probably too many people have told you that you're funny and it's gone right to your head.
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their hands still fit together, nicely, though. ink pressed to skin. he flexes his fingers a bit and settles, smiling up at him like the pleased little gremlin that he is. ]
No one ever tells me I'm funny, no, I just know it. [ so yeah of course it's gone to his head. silly. ] So, this Gu is humbled by your compliments.
[ (unsure) ]
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Can you do something for me?
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[ tilts head? yes of course.]
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The names-- can you write them for me again?
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Mm. Of course. [ give him a second! i'm gonna assume he has a brush so.
he takes the card, and writes carefully. still the same, elegant handwriting as before, vertically, right next to each other.
弥月. miyue.
子熹. zixi. ]