[Nie Huaisang's voice reaches his drowsy ears as if in a dream--literally, in this case, as the hurried tone seeps into the outer layers of wakefulness that coaxes Shi Qingxuan away from his deep slumber. The insistent quality of the command he can only associate with one person, never mind who would never possess the frantic urgency in Huaisang's voice.]
G'away, ge, [He moans, flipping himself around so his face is squarely smothered into the pillow, arms knotted over the back of his head.] Waking up every day is stupid.
[He knows what comes next. He knows that an inexplicable splash of water, commanded out of seemingly nowhere, is his older brother's immediate response to his whining, and the most effective method of waking him up. Even so, Qingxuan braces himself stubbornly for the impact, loathe to leave the comfort of his dreams.
Except.
Sleep dissipating with awareness, Qingxuan lifts his bird nest of a head to rub at one eye blearily, cheeks puffy with sleep, his mind racing to keep up with what his surroundings are telling him.]
If I wake up, then you won't be in my dream anymore, Nie-xiong.
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G'away, ge, [He moans, flipping himself around so his face is squarely smothered into the pillow, arms knotted over the back of his head.] Waking up every day is stupid.
[He knows what comes next. He knows that an inexplicable splash of water, commanded out of seemingly nowhere, is his older brother's immediate response to his whining, and the most effective method of waking him up. Even so, Qingxuan braces himself stubbornly for the impact, loathe to leave the comfort of his dreams.
Except.
Sleep dissipating with awareness, Qingxuan lifts his bird nest of a head to rub at one eye blearily, cheeks puffy with sleep, his mind racing to keep up with what his surroundings are telling him.]
If I wake up, then you won't be in my dream anymore, Nie-xiong.