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[riiight... of course huaisang has no idea, he's just grinning because it's that absurd, huh? and because he's downright adorable, obviously, so there is no way it could be anything else whatsoever.

klaus does smirk in spite of himself, playfully rolls his eyes, and moves to stand as well, waiting until his friend has turned around, is motioning toward the belt.

which is the weirdest looking belt he's ever seen, by the way. why do something this ridiculous when one could just get the usual leather strap with holes to put around their waist then lock it into place with a buckle? aesthetics, he's assuming, considering the fancy robes and the hundred million layers huaisang's wearing. (okay, it isn't that bad, but still!)]

I'll never understand why you lot insist on continuing to wear these things. [regardless, he shuffles closer, finds where the sash is secured, and starts undoing it, carefully unwrapping the fabric from around his waist.] They're pretty though, to be fair.

[Huaisang knows exactly what he's about. Doesn't mean he won't be a little shit about it.]

I'm coming to you now aren't I? The others might be more stubborn... but this is just how things are. It's seen as terrible and uncouth to not be dressed proper.

[Yes he's more radical and easier to let go of traditions if it interests him, but even then. This is how their society is.]

Showing skin is for your partner, it's not to be taken lightly.

[His tone is chiding yet playful at the end. Again. He knows what he's about okay.

Trying to help, Huaisang pulls open the layers of his robes and gets the first layer off his one shoulder.]

So there's nothing taboo or a wrong way to dress where you're from, Klaus?

Yeah, alright, you got me there. The others can figure things out for themselves if they wanna be constantly stubborn, but if you put a bug in their ears— uh, which means dropping them a hint? Maybe they'll open up a little more and you can pass on some fashion tips.

[following a brisk headshake,] You don't have to explain, I totally get it. Since yeah, even in my world, if you dress a certain way, you're considered a hussy. [he rolls his eyes, smiling nevertheless.] It's just skin, in my opinion, but I guess I can understand where it's coming from.

[he allows huaisang to remove the first layer, letting him have at least some form of independence throughout this ordeal, then he moves to help him out on the other side, shifting around so he's standing in front of him now that the belt is off and the robes can be removed easier.] The way I see it: skin is skin, it's only ‘wrong’ if someone's touching you against your will. If you wanna cover up? Then hey, by all means, that's your right as a person and no one should stop you.

Oh— [a momentary pause in his half-rant to consider the shirts again.] Do you want the popsicles or the other one?

I'll try I'll try, but everyone is so stubborn.

[Especially Jiang Cheng. Wuxian could possibly be swayed, though he's sure he's seen him appropriating a few things during the heat.]

People are so strange about what everyone else does or wears. It must be tiring to waste so many thoughts on things that dont concern them.

[Says the one who keeps his gossipy nose in many things.]

Huh? Oh, which one is the popsicles?

[He peers up at his very tall friend.]

Are popsicles a good thing?

Then fuck 'em. [he shrugs.

if everyone else wants to melt like huaisang's cute little shirt then let them, it's their own faults. klaus would rather let them do that than argue until he's blue in the face and get nowhere, especially in jiang cheng's case. the man could probably go on for hours and jesus tapdancing christ, ain't nobody got time for it.]

Yeah, they are, but it's whatever. We can do whatever we want, right?

[and hey, he's the same way! it's part of the reason why his ~~gaybies~~ two friends finally got together after beating around the bush for so long.]

This one, [he comments, reaching to pick up the top with the melting popsicles and holding it up against huaisang's chest again, an amused grin quirking his lips.] They're better when they aren't melting, to be fair. Less messy, not as sticky. Still good though either way, babydoll.

[Huaisang gawks at Klaus for a second, wondering if he's saying what he thinks he's saying or... is this one of those times when one thing also means another? Klaus does use fuck a lot.]

... ah- I don't think that would convince them either.

[Just saying.

His hand comes up to hold feel over the shirt as Klaus holds it up to him again, glad that they're not actual popsicles. They sound very messy.]

So they don't always look like this? Do they taste good at least?

[Okay time to finish getting out of the robes. Just him attempting to get the rest off, with Klaus' help of course, and maybe even put them in a relatively nice pile. Folding is attempted, but difficult with one hand. Excuse his underwear, the thin robe and pants underneath the heavier robes he'd been wearing. Yes that's underwear. Huaisang is a bit more awkward now that he's so indecent, even if he's still covered up mostly.]

Maybe I should just walk around in my undergarments, it's so much nicer like this.

[he blinks once, twice, eyebrows hiking toward his hairline before it dawns on him:] Oh, shit, not like that. I mean, unless you want to? Obviously, there are quite a few of you and you're all rather attractive.

[which he's just saying too, yeah? klaus would probably literally sleep with just about all of the cultivators here.

a quick shake of the head,] Nah, they usually look like frozen cylindrical things. Actually, they can be weird character shapes, too? Screw it, I'll have to find some and show them to you because yeah, they're delicious. You kinda just gotta experience them for yourself.

[of course, klaus continues right on helping him, even lending a hand with getting everything somewhat folded, but at least it's all in a pile nearby. huaisang says ‘undergarments’ and the taller man's expression creases, lips pursed thoughtfully. he's kidding, right? how the hell does everything stay in one place and not...stick... fuck it, he's not going to think about that too much. (he'll just ask about it instead.)]

These are your underwear? You're kidding me, right? Those are pants I'd wear over some skivvies, man.

I know right?

[His tongue clicks with a shake of his head.]

It's distressing to be surrounded by so many beautiful people and feel like they're all out of reach.

[But his lips quirk in a mischievous little smirk.]

At least you understand, Klaus. My hero and confidant. You know I never dreamed I'd be held in the arms of a handsome man in my life.

[Falling from a tree to be caught by Klaus was a terror and delight all in one.

Then things to turn the discussion of his underwear and now it's flustered city time!]

Huh? No I'm not kidding! W-Well what do yours look like then!

[Huaisang waves his hand at Klaus. Well then? Come on. Show him how yours look!]

It sure is.

[‘i've got one within my reach,’ is automatically what klaus wants to say in return, but he bites his tongue (quite literally) and just grins like the goddamn cheshire cat. because wow, it's almost like huaisang read his mind or something here.]

Of course I understand. [a moment's hesitation then, unfortunately, he can't help himself:] Does getting my hands on you while you're practically naked count as being held?

[if not, then the fool really needs to up his game and find another way to put his arms around huaisang again. sooner rather than later, should the decision be left up to him, but he mostly wants to gauge the other male's reaction to the comment first instead of diving headfirst into the concrete. wouldn't be the first time and obviously won't be his last, though hey, if it can be avoided then why not try?

meanwhile, here's huaisang, getting fussy about his underclothes and demanding he take his pants off, which klaus's all too willing to oblige.] Alright, alright, I believe you! And sure, I'll let you see mine. It's only fair. [considering and all.] But don't freak out too much, yeah?

[he doesn't think he'll flip a lid at all, yet can't help teasing anyway. after the jest, he's quickly tugging down the plain black bermuda-style shorts hugging his waist to reveal his own ridiculous underwear, looking far too at ease to not have done it more than once.]

Well...

[It's not like he's never flirted before, but it's so different back home. Everyone is so stuffy and boring about it.

Klaus is so fun and playful and it's clear what they're both getting at. No tip toeing around even if sofar it's mostly been a lot of teasing. But this, hoho! It sure feels good having flirtations reciprocated.]

Maybe, maybe. Though if hands on me is what counts then I'll have to rethink Wuxian's help in the mornings.

[Cause if that's the case Wuxian has held him A LOT helping him get his robes on nice and with his hair. It's not like he wouldn't hit that, bit Wuxian clearly had affections for someone else. Even if he was too blind to see it.]

Why would I-?

[Freak out? He starts to ask when Klaus yanks his shorts down, which honestly he's not sure what he expected. It's still a shock as now there's even less clothing covering everything and he would have covered his face with his fan, but that's been left on the table.

His remaining hand will have to do. It does little to cover his face, fingers splayed as shocked but curious eyes peek at Klaus and his very colorful, very tiny underwear.]

Th-That's all?

[Huaisang's voice is tighter, trying not to squeek too much. This fine, this is all fine. It's just... whoa boy, that's a dick. He can literally see the bulge and outline. Don't mind him if he just leans over to grab his fan okay. Flicking it out he'll cool himself down a bit. Gotten hot in here even with the big floor fan going off.]

That's not uncomfortable? It's so... tight... and small.

[He can't stop staring. Is that rude?]

[of course they are, it's ancient china, though that isn't huaisang's fault! he should let himself play coy and be flirty and whatever else he likes because it's cute, watching the guy relax. (flirting is like second nature to klaus, he can hardly help it anymore—) there's just something so particularly nice about watching someone be themself.

he gives the faintest head-tilt, an eyebrow lifted curiously.] Wuxian... Wuxian... [sounds familiar, but he can't quite put his finger on it.] One of your friends, I'm assuming?

[there's the reaction he'd been waiting for, covered eyes and all, even. klaus's other hand reaches up, claps around his mouth, barely muffling the absolute snickerfit he has at the sight of huaisang doing that. also, don't think he doesn't see him peeking! he'll be merciful enough to not mention it right now, at least.] Yeah, that's all. [casual as ever. like, seriously, these aren't even a big deal since they cover him everywhere.

does it occur to the idiot that his dick is just totally on display? no, not initially, although his friend's growingly flustered state speaks volumes and he's catching on.]

Nah, it actually keeps everything together pretty nicely. Don't have to worry about junk bouncing around. [ha. haha. that's a fucking awful joke, klaus, stop.] Another style of underwear we have is ‘boxers’ and those are looser, almost like the shorts I'm wearing.

[his attention flickers up, catching huaisang's gaze over the edge of the fan.] I know, it's a lot to take in. [for real, man, why?]

Mhm, Wei Wuxian. Taller than me, wears black and keeps his hair back with a long red tie.

[Can't miss him. He's handsome and very fun, also always seems to draw attention some how.]

Bounce around...? I guess I never really noticed.

[Huaisang actually has to ponder this. Like, sure, yeah, his junk definitely does it's thing, but perhaps growing up never realizing that is a "problem" or being bothered by it... underwear is crazy.

His eyes flicker down to Klaus whole situation again, lowering his fan a little.]

It is a lot! They don't leave much to the imagination do they? So that's all you wear for under clothes? I look fully dressed compared to you.

[Yet he feels just as naked.]

If not for my books back home, I'd have fainted at the sight of you, Klaus.

[Yes, reading porn back in ancient China saved him from having the vapors and knocking himself out on the table.]

[ah, yes, he remembers him now; tall, dark, ridiculously attractive in a fun, mischievous kinda way. klaus can dig it, to be honest.] Sure, I remember him. [been a while though, except for the passings-by every so often. unsurprising that someone so striking draws tons of attention, though.]

Nah, but that's likely because you're so used to it, it's not something that'd occur to you right off the bat. [he shrugs faintly.] I dunno, man, something about them just feels right.

[like how huaisang's long underwear feel right to him. klaus's attention follows the other man's, eyebrows lifting interestedly, a slight smile curving his mouth at the edges.] You sure do! Most styles like this usually don't leave much, but there are others far worse— at least these cover my whole ass.

[huaisang, please, don't stroke this idiot's ego too much.] What, you keep filthy books back home? [dirty. he hums thoughtfully, considering.] Guess I am pretty good-looking, huh? You aren't bad yourself, dollface.

Speaking of, uh, are you alright with me seeing everything to help with your pants?

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