midnight tea.
@feyhuangjun
werewolf blood is not an indulgence that weixin often finds himself taking part in. even centuries ago, when he had still been human, he hadn’t been very fond of alcohol. the lack of focus and control, becoming incapable of caring for himself, let alone the younger siblings he was left in charge of, was too regrettable to be any fun. as a young man, he had learned that moderation was the key to maintaining social relationships while keeping his wits about him. but every now and then there’s someone, a friend who knows him a little bit too well, who manages to get weixin to break his own self-imposed boundaries. it’s a rare sight to see this vampire stumbling drunk. but every now and then, it happens.
warm with werewolf blood, he walked away from the vampire friends he had been hanging out with for the night. and kept walking. a thought entered his head, a sort of itch that demanded to be scratched. he would have to admit he got lost at some point, the city yet a little unfamiliar and changed since he had last visited decades ago. but he is still a vampire, and scent and sound help him navigate his way through the streets. he’s looking for someone. not for any particular reason, he just wants to see him, and the drunken weixin is not one to deny himself of anything.
he makes his way up to the door, steady enough on his feet that he doesn’t have to lean against the wall or the door frame, and pauses. he tastes a familiar scent in the air. he listens, and he knows only one heartbeat is behind the walls separating them. if there had been two, maybe he would have had the sense to walk away. for self-preservation, if nothing else. but with no perceived danger to stop him, he raps his knuckles against huangjun’s door. and then he notices the doorbell, and just in case his knocks were too quiet he rings that too.
weixin just wants to see him. there’s no real reason for it, no explanation that he can come up with. huangjun was an interesting young man from the first night they met. he wants to get to know him, and let huangjun have the opportunity to know the person behind the vampire in return. perhaps knowing him drunk is a bit too much too soon, but weixin doesn’t think about that right now. he just eagerly waits for the door to be opened for him.














