#black lanterns

Blackest Night #2 (2009)

Lan Jingyi rocks back on his heels, and for a second Jin Ling feels hope, but all he actually ends up doing is crossing his arms and smiling his stupid, smug, sexy cat smirk that makes Jin Ling want to punch him a lot and also bite various parts of his body. Out of rage, obviously.

Looking and sounding way too goddamn pleased with himself, Jingyi drawls "You have a crush on me, don't you."

Jin Ling sputters. He's so -- offended isn't the right word, infuriated falls short. The arrogance of this boy! The audacity! "I -- fuck! Yeah, maybe," Jin Ling snarls, because he's not a coward. "What's it to you?!"

"Ha!" Jingyi has the fucking gall to sound triumphant about that, like he won something by shamelessly ambushing Jin Ling and forcing him to spill his secrets. "I knew it!"

"What do you even care? It's none of your business!"

"Isn't it? Lady Jin wants to kiiiiiiiiss me. I think that's my business."

"Well it's not! It -- it's not like you should be flattered that I have bad taste."

Jingyi pauses. His shitty, smug (sexy) grin twitches, like he can't decide if he's amused or offended. Jin Ling wants to pick him up and throw him, and it has nothing to do with wanting to lift Lan Jingyi into his arms. "Bad taste?"

Relieved at the opportunity to regain some shred of control over this -- not a conversation. Altercation? Fight to the death, maybe? -- Jin Ling pulls himself up tall, turns his nose into the air. "Obviously. I mean, it's not like I ever pretended to be perfect. I can't be handsome, smart, rich, a powerful cultivator of high birth, and exclusively attracted to people worthy of me. Frankly, if you're my only character flaw, I'm still doing better than you are!"

Finally, Jingyi is starting to look annoyed. Good. All Jin Ling has to do is piss him off and they can drop this mortifying topic and get back to their usual bickering. "You think you're out of my league?"

No. "Yes!"

Lan Jingyi slams his hand into the wall next to Jin Ling's head, which -- okay. Sure. They don't really get physical with each other, not often and never like, seriously, but sure. Sure! Why not! Jin Ling is furious and humiliated and being openly mocked for his feelings when he didn't even do anything! It's not like he confessed or tried to woo Jingyi or anything dumb like that! He -- well, okay, so he usually rushes to buy things for Jingyi and he's been complimenting him more often lately and he did put a whole bunch of food on Jingyi's plate at the inn they stayed at the other night, but that's not any of Jingyi's fucking business! Jin Ling was just doing that because he wanted to! It's not like he ever thought Jingyi might like him back or anything, Jingyi doesn't have to make it a whole big stupid huge fucking deal!

Jingyi doesn't... he doesn't need to do this. Jin Ling gets it, okay? He already knew.

Jin Ling grabs Jingyi's wrist, ducks under his arm, goes to chicken-wing him so he can yell some insults in Jingyi's ear, but Jingyi twists with him, gets his other arm up and now he's grabbing Jin Ling's wrist and when Jin Ling tries to jerk back Jingyi swoops in like he's going for a headbut, only instead of slamming their faces together Jingyi kisses him.

Jingyi kisses him?

notes: for all those who want to write lantern corps stories and don’t know about all the lanterns, feel free to message me about them! 

black lanterns → death 

blue lanterns → hope 

gold lanterns → happiness 

Black Lantern Jack Drake: Join us, Timmy! You’ll like being dead!