No. [NO IT DOES NOT LINE UP, that's true. Everything about this is horrendously embarrassing, but at least Lan Wangji doesn't seem offended by truthful statements. Wei Wuxian had explicitly (yet unknowingly) rejected his first idea, but he hadn't actually provided any alternatives, and since they wear uniforms he doesn't really have anything to work with besides his vague knowledge of Wei Wuxian's tastes. He's bought things for other people before, but most of them had been either thoughtfully sentimental, or practical. He's never actually bought clothes for anyone but his brother before.
Cautiously, he glances up at the screen, staring with an uncertainty that looks far more mild than it feels.]
...Do you think so? [His voice is even, but it doesn't really matter, because he's obviously totally lost.]
[ Any expression on an otherwise often expressionless seeming person is quite a lot, in Hua Cheng's experience. He raises an eyebrow with minor amusement in response to the question, corners of his mouth curled meanly.
But, like, normal meanly. He's not being outright cruel, which is a goddamn miracle at this point in his non-life. Shifting easily where he's seated on the desk, he starts looking at the related merchandise on the page, twisted around, considering, mock-thoughtful. ]
You're obviously hopeless. [ Blunt, but true. At least Lan Wangji can probably accept that. ] As your laoshi - [ NEVER NOT GOING TO BE FUNNY TO HIM ] - I'll offer advice.
Lan Wangji's brow shifts, and it looks, briefly, like he wants to protest--but either he sees something in Hua Cheng's face, or he thinks better of it on his own, because he sighs quietly. He's not going to verbally agree to his own hopeless, but he's not arguing, which is close enough.
ADVICE, THOUGH... at that, he gives Hua Cheng a side-eye that's so blatant it's borderline disrespectful. He's not sure he trusts any advice Hua Cheng has to offer, okay!! He wouldn't have lasted this long as his TA if he was that much of a fool.
Hua Cheng's got his man, though, so he must've done something right at some point. It's hard to argue with success. Also, probably anything's better than what Lan Wangji's been doing, which is "continue to grapple with having Feelings in the first place and react with violence every time he gets flustered".
Besides, he can always choose not to take it. Slowly, he nods his acceptance, though the wariness isn't totally gone.]
[ What the fuck do the kids wear in this world? Hell if Hua Cheng knows, but he's seen Wei Wuxian enough - here, and in the Space - that he can take a wild guess at what might be appropriate. Him, but twinkier.
The fact that Lan Wangji backs down amuses him just as much as the entirety of the situation does, and he tilts his head again to assess what he's looking at. Getting a side-eye doesn't even faze him, save for something to laugh at later when he tells gege about this, but he instead figures out what he's doing with the laptop. At least no one's asked him to type yet, and his TA is useful enough to do his writing for him. No one has to see him learning how to use technology, and no one suffers his handwriting. ]
To begin with, you should probably stab him less with a blade. [ "And more with something else" isn't even subtext. He clicks on a form-fitting shirt - or the poor excuse for one, he wagers - with sheer panels in it. Would Wei Wuxian wear this? Seems legit. ] Less clothing to replace.
[ "Better ways to take them off," also not really subtext. ]
[Whatever he chooses will probably be better than what Lan Wangji might choose, since apparently Wei Wuxian is too good for a nice, respectable cardigan.
Also, after much deliberation I have decided that Lan Wangji does in fact understand this, which means he's immediately turning away and glaring into the distance, his hands balled into fists on his lap.]
Professor, please. [DON'T DO THIS TO HIM, HE CAN'T TAKE IT.]
Of course, Wangji. [ He doesn't apologize, because he's not fucking apologetic. But he returns his attention to what he's doing, absently scrolling and clicking things, nary a care in the world. Because he's the worst. ]
Ah, here we go. [ He has the strange, "I'm an edgy twink leaving my bits up to the imagination" shirt open in one of those 'tab' things, but he's gotten a series of progressively goth looking things open. These thumbhole sweaters look comfy? ] This really is the exact opposite of you. Amazing how opposites so often attract one another - oh, this one says it glows in the dark.
[HE IS IN FACT THE WORST WOW. Lan Wangji can't believe his most trusted professor is making fun of him like this...
...yeah okay that's a lie he absolutely can. Awful.
JUST LIKE THESE CLOTHES--actually, though, the thumbhole sweaters are okay. Sweaters are fine? See, obviously Lan Wangji's taste isn't that bad, since Hua Cheng is--
[ While TAs aren't necessarily given final choice, they do get to at least list their choices. You put yourself in this situation, Wangji. It was you that done did it.
Hua Cheng barks out a laugh at the one-note comment, but doesn't close the tab. No, this frivolous bitch is staying up. ]
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Cautiously, he glances up at the screen, staring with an uncertainty that looks far more mild than it feels.]
...Do you think so? [His voice is even, but it doesn't really matter, because he's obviously totally lost.]
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But, like, normal meanly. He's not being outright cruel, which is a goddamn miracle at this point in his non-life. Shifting easily where he's seated on the desk, he starts looking at the related merchandise on the page, twisted around, considering, mock-thoughtful. ]
You're obviously hopeless. [ Blunt, but true. At least Lan Wangji can probably accept that. ] As your laoshi - [ NEVER NOT GOING TO BE FUNNY TO HIM ] - I'll offer advice.
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Lan Wangji's brow shifts, and it looks, briefly, like he wants to protest--but either he sees something in Hua Cheng's face, or he thinks better of it on his own, because he sighs quietly. He's not going to verbally agree to his own hopeless, but he's not arguing, which is close enough.
ADVICE, THOUGH... at that, he gives Hua Cheng a side-eye that's so blatant it's borderline disrespectful. He's not sure he trusts any advice Hua Cheng has to offer, okay!! He wouldn't have lasted this long as his TA if he was that much of a fool.
Hua Cheng's got his man, though, so he must've done something right at some point. It's hard to argue with success. Also, probably anything's better than what Lan Wangji's been doing, which is "continue to grapple with having Feelings in the first place and react with violence every time he gets flustered".
Besides, he can always choose not to take it. Slowly, he nods his acceptance, though the wariness isn't totally gone.]
...Thank you. [Still as polite as always!]
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Him, but twinkier.The fact that Lan Wangji backs down amuses him just as much as the entirety of the situation does, and he tilts his head again to assess what he's looking at. Getting a side-eye doesn't even faze him, save for something to laugh at later when he tells gege about this, but he instead figures out what he's doing with the laptop. At least no one's asked him to type yet, and his TA is useful enough to do his writing for him. No one has to see him learning how to use technology, and no one suffers his handwriting. ]
To begin with, you should probably stab him less with a blade. [ "And more with something else" isn't even subtext. He clicks on a form-fitting shirt - or the poor excuse for one, he wagers - with sheer panels in it. Would Wei Wuxian wear this? Seems legit. ] Less clothing to replace.
[ "Better ways to take them off," also not really subtext. ]
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Also, after much deliberation I have decided that Lan Wangji does in fact understand this, which means he's immediately turning away and glaring into the distance, his hands balled into fists on his lap.]
Professor, please. [DON'T DO THIS TO HIM, HE CAN'T TAKE IT.]
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Ah, here we go. [ He has the strange, "I'm an edgy twink leaving my bits up to the imagination" shirt open in one of those 'tab' things, but he's gotten a series of progressively goth looking things open. These thumbhole sweaters look comfy? ] This really is the exact opposite of you. Amazing how opposites so often attract one another - oh, this one says it glows in the dark.
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...yeah okay that's a lie he absolutely can. Awful.
JUST LIKE THESE CLOTHES--actually, though, the thumbhole sweaters are okay. Sweaters are fine? See, obviously Lan Wangji's taste isn't that bad, since Hua Cheng is--
--why.]
...Frivolous.
[WHY DOES IT GLOW IN THE DARK HE HATES THIS.]
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Hua Cheng barks out a laugh at the one-note comment, but doesn't close the tab. No, this frivolous bitch is staying up. ]
And yet you know he'd love it!