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[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?]

[porndealer]

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.]

[channellings]

[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?