[ To be honest, even when he's escorting he hasn't been to many places this high end. A part of him is definitely starting to feel underdressed but he didn't have designer clothes, just knock-offs of brands he loved. ]
[Fei Du himself looks like he drops by the place on a whim on a Tuesday at 2pm sometimes. And no one will dare say anything to anyone he shows up with, at least.]
[ Lennon feels kind of silly for saying that it is fancy when the other clearly sees it casually or just normal anyway. He wonders if people are really judging him for being here and just wouldn't say a damned thing because he's with Fei Du. ]
Mmk.
[ Lennon hums in agreement. He imagines this rose is going to be more refined than any he's bought at the store before. His eyes move from wandering around the environment to settle on Fei Du. ]
You seriously don't want anything from me but conversation?
I told you, I am in a relationship and I take it seriously.
[As terrifying as it actually is, and boy is it terrifying at times.
Some days, Fei Du wonders if he is not doing these things precisely to check whether or not Wenzhou is just going to kick him to the curb because he's had enough. It's not going to happen, he's petty sure, but it's like facing his fears, or something.
The wine comes with two elegant glasses - crystal, for sure, and everything from the color to the smell to the taste is as rich as how much that bottle must have cost.]
I don't need to look for any satisfaction with anyone else, I assure you. It's just... he worries about me. A lot. Sometimes, it gets a bit too much for me.
Can you really blame me for having trouble with this?
[ Lennon laughs and he leans back in his seat and stares at the glass and the wine that is all probably worth more than most shit that he owns put together. He doesn't say anything about it, though. He'll enjoy the luxury. ]
If you had asked me that a year ago, my answer would have been an emphatic 'no'.
Now... I guess he's been worrying about me for the past nine years now, so it's not like he can just stop, and while I thought I was doing ok considering my circumstances, it turns out I don't have healthy coping mechanisms.
[A not towards the wine bottle and he starts sipping at his own glass.]
It's kind of difficult to have someone in your life who actually cares if you live or die when you're never really cared yourself before.
... It's a long story, and honestly I'm... still not quite sure myself.
[Sure he'd been hitting on Luo Wenzhou, but just to be a little shit. And then that fucking guy has the gall to come back at him with feelings!]
I honestly thought he despised me, because for years, I made his life hell by insisting that my mother hadn't killed herself and her death was murder and his investigation was not thorough enough.
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[ To be honest, even when he's escorting he hasn't been to many places this high end. A part of him is definitely starting to feel underdressed but he didn't have designer clothes, just knock-offs of brands he loved. ]
This... is really fancy...
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[Fei Du himself looks like he drops by the place on a whim on a Tuesday at 2pm sometimes. And no one will dare say anything to anyone he shows up with, at least.]
Then we'll try the rosé first. It's more delicate.
[And when fei Du gets drunk, he's not a fan of hard liquor. He prefers wine.]
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Mmk.
[ Lennon hums in agreement. He imagines this rose is going to be more refined than any he's bought at the store before. His eyes move from wandering around the environment to settle on Fei Du. ]
You seriously don't want anything from me but conversation?
[ Excuse him, it's just hard to believe. ]
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[As terrifying as it actually is, and boy is it terrifying at times.
Some days, Fei Du wonders if he is not doing these things precisely to check whether or not Wenzhou is just going to kick him to the curb because he's had enough. It's not going to happen, he's petty sure, but it's like facing his fears, or something.
The wine comes with two elegant glasses - crystal, for sure, and everything from the color to the smell to the taste is as rich as how much that bottle must have cost.]
I don't need to look for any satisfaction with anyone else, I assure you. It's just... he worries about me. A lot. Sometimes, it gets a bit too much for me.
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[ Lennon laughs and he leans back in his seat and stares at the glass and the wine that is all probably worth more than most shit that he owns put together. He doesn't say anything about it, though. He'll enjoy the luxury. ]
Does he have good reason to worry about you?
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If you had asked me that a year ago, my answer would have been an emphatic 'no'.
Now... I guess he's been worrying about me for the past nine years now, so it's not like he can just stop, and while I thought I was doing ok considering my circumstances, it turns out I don't have healthy coping mechanisms.
[A not towards the wine bottle and he starts sipping at his own glass.]
It's kind of difficult to have someone in your life who actually cares if you live or die when you're never really cared yourself before.
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Lennon takes the wine glass and starts to sip and... well... that is some good wine. He sighs as he studies the other. ]
Does anyone have healthy coping mechanisms?
[ If so, Lennon has yet to meet them. He gives a nod at the latter statement, though. ]
Must be nice even if it's difficult, though.
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But it's not as effective or fast as this.
[he'll drain the rest of his glass. Maybe he's drinking a bit too fast.]
I don't know. Only two people were ever nice to me and until very recently, he wasn't even on the list, so...
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Nothing is.
[ Alcohol, drugs. Lennon has done his fair share but it's usually not something of such a high quality. ]
Sounds like a weird situation then maybe.
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It is kind of weird. I mean...
He's the police officer who investigated my mother's death.
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So...how did that happen, point a to point b I mean.
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[Sure he'd been hitting on Luo Wenzhou, but just to be a little shit. And then that fucking guy has the gall to come back at him with feelings!]
I honestly thought he despised me, because for years, I made his life hell by insisting that my mother hadn't killed herself and her death was murder and his investigation was not thorough enough.