"Fine! I don't even want to meet you again anyway!" He turned away, only managing one step before he turned back to look at Xingchen. Which was difficult, because his vision had become blurry for some damn reason. He rubbed at his eyes, noting that they felt wet. "Bet you'll dream of me though."

"I'm here, I'm here! Yangyang, go back to the kitchen, eh?" Wei Wuxian tried to push his friend in a friendly way, making his way past him to Xiao Xingchen. "Let's go."

He was dressed, half-haphazardly, which was often all he managed in a day anyway.