[ Finally, the crowd parts enough to let them through and Zizhen leads Jin Ling out into the night air. The music and noise of the party can still be heard, muffled through the walls, but it's dark, and quieter out here.
She takes a deep breath, steadying Jin Ling on his feet and looking him over, concerned. ]
Alright. Are you still up for that piggyback ride? I don't want you throwing up in my hair.
[ Jin Ling might be embarrassed about all of this once he's sober
but right now he's just happy that she's there and she's got him. The fresh
air actually helps a little bit and he glances at the other and a small
smile tugs at the corner of his lip. ]
[ Because it could happen but he'd definitely prefer it didn't. He can't help a bit of a dopey smile as his arms are wrapped around her neck and he gets on her back. He nuzzles a little. ]
Throw up in my hair and you can walk the rest of the way to Carp Tower.
[ But in all reality, she actually is incredibly fond of Jin Ling when he's this soft and affectionate, nuzzling into her neck as he is. She can't help the soft smile that spreads across her face as she grabs a hold of his legs around her waist and sets off towards home. ]
[ Jin Ling whines a little and tightens his arms around her as his legs lock just a little tigther around her waist. He presses soft kisses to the crook of her nook before turning his head the other way and resting his cheek against the shoulder closing his eyes. Because seriously if he watched while they set off home he might actually throw up for real. ]
[ The kisses to her neck make Zizhen's heart flutter in a way that she's more and more beginning to associate with Jin Ling. It's the little things he does, when they're alone, that make her feel this way. Like she's someone truly special to him, in a way she's never been special to anyone before. In a way that, she's sure now, she doesn't want to be special to anyone but him from now until eternity.
She renews her grip under his legs and keeps trudging back to Carp Tower. ]
Alright, you big softie. Let's get you home. There's a bed with your name on it, waiting for you.
[ She is truly special to Jin Ling. He's not good at saying it and usually not good at showing it but she is. Jin Ling's now happy that the arrangement had been made for them because maybe without it he wouldn't have ever... maybe they wouldn't be like this ever and he wouldn't want that. ]
[ Of course he would object to her calling him a softie. He wouldn't want anyone to think of him that way. But, she just can't help but tease him. He's so cute when he's puffing out his feathers like an angry little bird. ]
It's okay, A-Ling. There's no one else out at this time of night. You don't have to pretend to be a big tough man, you can just let your little woman carry you home.
[ Jin Ling grumbles something inaudible. But despite himself he likes this and he doesn't always have to be drunk to acknowledge it to himself even if he'd be far more combative about it. ]
[ Zizhen laughs softly, hefting his legs higher around her waist and picking up their pace. The sooner they get back to Carp Tower, the sooner Jin Ling can stop being embarrassed. She doesn't actually want to make her little prince look bad in front of his people. ]
Alright, alright. I'll keep quiet until I've got you alone.
[ Jin Ling relaxes as she’s agreed to stop for now. He stifles a bit of a yawn as his cheek rests against her shoulder, arms and legs still wrapped tight around her ]
[ She carries him the rest of the way in silence, passing nobody until they get to Carp Tower. She really doesn't like the idea of having to carry his dead weight up all those stairs, but... Oh well. She'll make him make it up to her tomorrow.
Finally, after a workout and some hushed winks towards the men standing guard in the halls, Zizhen returns them to the quarters they've been sharing, gently lowering Jin Ling onto the bed. ]
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Mhm....
[ Jin Ling hums, stumbling along and so, so ready to not have to walk anymore. This whole thing was a mistake! ]
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She takes a deep breath, steadying Jin Ling on his feet and looking him over, concerned. ]
Alright. Are you still up for that piggyback ride? I don't want you throwing up in my hair.
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[ Jin Ling might be embarrassed about all of this once he's sober but right now he's just happy that she's there and she's got him. The fresh air actually helps a little bit and he glances at the other and a small smile tugs at the corner of his lip. ]
I promise not to throw up in your hair.
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[ But, she stops, positioning herself in front of him and looping his arms around her neck. ]
Alright, get on, you lazy bum.
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[ Because it could happen but he'd definitely prefer it didn't. He can't help a bit of a dopey smile as his arms are wrapped around her neck and he gets on her back. He nuzzles a little. ]
Mmmn.
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[ But in all reality, she actually is incredibly fond of Jin Ling when he's this soft and affectionate, nuzzling into her neck as he is. She can't help the soft smile that spreads across her face as she grabs a hold of his legs around her waist and sets off towards home. ]
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[ Jin Ling whines a little and tightens his arms around her as his legs lock just a little tigther around her waist. He presses soft kisses to the crook of her nook before turning his head the other way and resting his cheek against the shoulder closing his eyes. Because seriously if he watched while they set off home he might actually throw up for real. ]
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She renews her grip under his legs and keeps trudging back to Carp Tower. ]
Alright, you big softie. Let's get you home. There's a bed with your name on it, waiting for you.
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I'm not a softie.
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It's okay, A-Ling. There's no one else out at this time of night. You don't have to pretend to be a big tough man, you can just let your little woman carry you home.
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Don't have to say it!
[ Just in case someone did overhear! ]
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Alright, alright. I'll keep quiet until I've got you alone.
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Finally, after a workout and some hushed winks towards the men standing guard in the halls, Zizhen returns them to the quarters they've been sharing, gently lowering Jin Ling onto the bed. ]
There you go, big guy. Safe and sound at home.