"Yeah," says Shen Yuan. Up until right now he'd been pretty sure Binghe would like it--Sagramore had said it suited him, and Binghe was always enthusiastic, even if he just wore a new cut of shirt or something--but for the first time anxiety starts to creep in under the pleasant high. Binghe had always enjoyed playing with Shen Yuan's hair, putting it up or in braids or adorning it whenever they had dances to attend. Maybe he'll miss it?
He shifts, flushing. "We've--you know, been talking about this body, and not liking--and I thought, this is a thing I can change, to. Look less like him and more like me." He looks at Binghe uncertainly, through his eyelashes. "Do you--do you like it?"
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Date: 2024-05-07 05:08 pm (UTC)He shifts, flushing. "We've--you know, been talking about this body, and not liking--and I thought, this is a thing I can change, to. Look less like him and more like me." He looks at Binghe uncertainly, through his eyelashes. "Do you--do you like it?"