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[poisonous_frog]

you can't eat all of that by yourself. I'm not visiting you in the ER.

Fine. I'll be over.

[secretplots]

Hurry up then. Bring some food.

[poisonous_frog]

Fine! Give me a few.

[And with all sorts of fond exasperation on his face, knocks on her door with carb lover's snacks and a pack of gatorade.]

[secretplots]

[ She smiles as she opens the door and waves him inside, giving him a hug right away after the door is closed. ]

Hey.

[poisonous_frog]

[His hug is one armed considering he's holding provisions for this ...experiment, in the other. But his smile's warm and fond.]

Hey. You didn't start without me, did you?

[secretplots]

No, of course not.

[ She smiles and tightens her arms a little around him before pulling back and grabbing a bag from him and moving further into the apartment to set it down on the coffee table in the living room.

Everything else they needed is already set up there. ]

[poisonous_frog]

[He finally goes to remove his shoes and step into the apartment proper, eying the pineapple that was now sitting in a bowl. They were really going to do this. ]

You said it was soaking in for a month, right?

[He heads on over to the couch to take a seat, putting an arm on the back of the couch to invite her to sit beside him.]

Want to put your hair up now so it's easier for me to hold for you later?

[secretplots]

Yeah, a month or so.

[ Huaisang confirms and she smiles as she drops onto the couch right beside him and she leans forward to look at the fruit and hopefully it really didn't go bad. ]

You really think it's going to make us sick?

[poisonous_frog]

Pretty certain that vodka can be used as a preservative. So at best, you pickled it.

[deciding to be the brave one, he picks up a chunk to put in his mouth and chews. Candied, pickled pineapple. Humming a bit, he picks up another chunk to feed to Huaisang. ]

[secretplots]

[ she watches as he takes a chunk, curious to see his reaction but not quite sure how to interpret it. Still, Huaisang bravely leans forward to take the chunk from the other's fingers and chewing. ]

Oh. That's not bad.

[poisonous_frog]

Nope.

[He leans back in his seat, smirking.]

Imagine what this would have been like if you let it soak six months. All we'd need would be one piece each. My brother does this with maraschino cherries. He just pours out the liquid and tops it off with vodka. No one knows but me.

... And everyone else he blabs to.

[secretplots]

Should we try another experiment?

[ And knowing Wei Wuxian, he probably blabs to a lot of people. She's offended that he's not blabbed about it to her! She'll have to make a point to confront him about it later. ]

[poisonous_frog]

What did you have in mind?

[he leans back in his seat, comfortable and holding a teasing smirk]

[secretplots]

I haven't decided yet.

[ Huaisang licks her lips and then reaches for another piece of fruit to pop into her mouth before taking another to press against Jiang Cheng's lips. ]

[poisonous_frog]

[He can't help but quirk a brow and after a moment, opens up for the fruit. He's sure to let his teeth lightly scrape against her fingers.]

You haven't decided? In a few, the alcohol might decide for you.

[secretplots]

[ Huaisang inhales at the scrape of teeth and lets her fingers linger, brushing against his lips. She shifts closer and leans against him. ]

Is that so bad?

[poisonous_frog]

Yes.

[He presses a soft kiss to the lips.]

You let the alcohol decide, and I'll make certain you sleep unmolested.

[secretplots]

Well, I definitely don't want to sleep unmolested.

[ Huaisang smiles mischievously after kissing him back. She shifts and straddles one of his thighs, arms wrapping around his neck. She's definitely tipsy but still is quite aware of what she's doing. ]

[poisonous_frog]

[ He gives her a soft, amused grunt and circles one hand around her waist. Her weight and warmth feels more than welcoming. ]

That would be a shame if that happened then, hmm?

[ his smile deepens as he uses his other hand to chuck under her chin and draw her back for another kiss. ]

[secretplots]

Mhm.

[ Huaisang hums is settled comfortably in his hold and lap. Her eyes slide shut as he pulls her into another kiss, tightening her arms slightly around his neck before one of her hands starts to brush through his hair pressing closer so their torsos are flush together. ]

Was hoping I'd end up in your lap when I invited you over.

[poisonous_frog]

[the admission throws him off guard for a moment.]

You could’ve asked.....before.

[and that admission makes him blush]

[secretplots]

I wasn't sure you'd...

[ Huaisang shrugs and then reaches behind her for another piece of fruit, pressing it to her lips and slowly taking a bite of half of it and the brushing the other half against Jiang Cheng's. ]

You can be skittish sometimes, A-Cheng.

[poisonous_frog]

Sometimes?

[He's distracted by the fruit and how her teeth cut it in half. And then the slightly warmed bit is against his lips and he can only open up to accept it. His hands rub along her sides as he's suddenly aware of how close they are together.]

I only brought the food and drink.

[Awkward and skittish.]

[secretplots]

Mhm

[ Okay, maybe all the time but she's going to give him some leeway for his ego!! Her fingertip brushes against his lips once he takes the fruit. She leans in, nearly close enough to kiss him again. ]

What else are you supposed to bring?

[ She teases him, pressing a kiss that says she wants more but holding herself back nipping his lip as she breaks the kiss. ]

[poisonous_frog]

[He full well knows it's all the time, too. And he appreciates the consideration to his fragile ego. And it's all too easily proven how skittish he is.]

You said food and drink. If you wanted me to bring something else, you should have sai--

[The kiss does a lot to derail him and he forgets what he's annoyed about. Now he's annoyed that she stopped and he leans in with his brows furrowed, wanting more as he tugs her closer.]