[Jin Guangyao snorted a bit at the tickling texture of his hair. He certainly didn't want to sneeze in his face.]

Am I? I wasn't aware that I was turning.

[Something about this was so very intimate, being hidden by the cascade of Lan'Xichen's hair and just being so close to him. It felt as if they were in their own world again.]

Er-ge's skin is lovely and blemish-free as always. He looks like cut porcelain.

[He reached up and tucked a bit of hair behind the shell of his ear.]