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Nie Huaisang | 聂怀桑 ([personal profile] illicitly) wrote2020-03-28 07:00 am

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[personal profile] curtails 2023-05-04 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
Frustration was an everpresent emotion when it came to Wei Wuxian, even more so now with how the other behaved and he could almost taste it most of the time. It didn't matter what he said or how he tried to reason with him, he did whatever he wanted to. It was a slow building anger that had never quite abated but he managed to temper it.

That was until he'd turned a corner in the inn when he was looking for Huaisang and Wei Wuxian and the color drained from his face as he watched. They didn't see him, not even after Wei Wuxian had left but that didn't stop the frustration flaring into actual rage, although he swallowed it down. This could wait until after they were no longer guests of the Jin sect. He wasn't going to ruin this for Yanli, not after everything else she'd been through already.

Still his anger was enough that he let himself drink more than he should to try and drown it, to forget the image seared into his mind and he almost succeeded, making it through the banquet and actually leaving on his own.

At least until he saw Huaisang in one of the hallways back towards where their rooms were. He was probably looking for Wei Wuxian and that thought was enough to have Wanyin picking up the pace until he trapped Huaisang against one of the posts.

"Why is it always him?" The question is sharp but he doesn't give Huaisang a chance to respond, his mouth finding the other's before he can speak.