[ wow, listen, he is very regal and just tired from having to fight? and getting burned?? don't be rude??? mobei-jun didn't go through so much fighting to bring you home to deal with this slander. ]
[ he nods as his eyes slip shut, trusting shang qinghua's clever hands to do their job. ] Mn. [ paperwork is always the worst part of dealing with his kingdom. there's too much smoke and mirrors in the written word, too many innuendos and people trying to step over the lines they have no right crossing because they get bold over distance. it's why mobei-jun left it to servants, and eventually shang qinghua, so hearing it's done is always a bit of a relief. he doesn't have to check on what shang qinghua did either, knowing it's done right.
as soon as shang qinghua is done with the salve, mobei-jun works to off the rest of his outer robe, letting the cool air soak into his skin. later, when it soaks into his skin more, later, when he's feeling a little less worn out from travel, he'll move to his rooms, but right now staying here on this bed with shang qinghua sounds much better.
mobei-jun may not understand why exactly, it does, but it's true and he's not about to go against his gut now. ]
Stay. [ it's not much of an order, but he's moving enough to the side where both of them could actually fit onto the bed without touching which... is ideal when he feels so damn sweaty. ]
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[ he nods as his eyes slip shut, trusting shang qinghua's clever hands to do their job. ] Mn. [ paperwork is always the worst part of dealing with his kingdom. there's too much smoke and mirrors in the written word, too many innuendos and people trying to step over the lines they have no right crossing because they get bold over distance. it's why mobei-jun left it to servants, and eventually shang qinghua, so hearing it's done is always a bit of a relief. he doesn't have to check on what shang qinghua did either, knowing it's done right.
as soon as shang qinghua is done with the salve, mobei-jun works to off the rest of his outer robe, letting the cool air soak into his skin. later, when it soaks into his skin more, later, when he's feeling a little less worn out from travel, he'll move to his rooms, but right now staying here on this bed with shang qinghua sounds much better.
mobei-jun may not understand why exactly, it does, but it's true and he's not about to go against his gut now. ]
Stay. [ it's not much of an order, but he's moving enough to the side where both of them could actually fit onto the bed without touching which... is ideal when he feels so damn sweaty. ]