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Shen Wei stops suddenly, his hold on Zhao Yunlan's hand pulling him into a stop as well. Instinctively, Zhao Yunlan tenses, looking around for anything suspicious. There doesn't seem to be anything.
Things are rarely all that exciting these days, and Zhao Yunlan finds that quite nice. Relaxing, even. It gives them time for things like this, just walking hand in hand not doing much of anything.
Finally, he looks at Shen Wei. No, there's definitely nothing dangerous out there, not with Shen Wei staring ahead with an expression that Zhao Yunlan might describe as stunned, and maybe a bit reminiscent of the way he'd looked at Zhao Yunlan a few nights ago when Zhao Yunlan had tried on those new lace panties.
"What is it?" he asks, following Shen Wei's gaze.
Shen Wei makes a small noise without words, his fingers tightening slightly around Zhao Yunlan's. Zhao Yunlan's eyes find the display window Shen Wei is looking at. It's a shoe store; there's an assortment of high heeled shoes in the window.
"They're very red," Shen Wei says, his voice sounding a bit strangled.
Zhao Yunlan looks at the pair of red, high heeled boots in the window. Shen Wei isn't wrong, and they do sort of pop-out compared to all the other shoes there.
Zhao Yunlan hums slightly. "Extremely red," he agrees. He thinks about saying that he's never seen Shen Wei wearing red, and he didn't think Shen Wei would want to. But he's also never seen Shen Wei in a pair of high heeled boots like that in any colour. Zhao Yunlan swallows, his mouth suddenly seems dry.
"They'd look good on you," he says, and now his voice sounds strangled.
That seems to shake Shen Wei out of his near trance, staring at the very red shoes. "Oh, no. I wouldn't…" he says, and then smiles just slightly. It's that lying smile that so often shows up when he's trying to hide what he actually feels.
Zhao Yunlan resists the urge to drag Shen Wei into that shoe store to see if they have any of the very red boots in his size. For one, Zhao Yunlan can't budge Shen Wei if he decides he doesn't want to move. And if Zhao Yunlan tries to do that then Shen Wei might just decide to be stubborn about it and not buy the shoes out of sheer principle, because he doesn't really need them or something. Like either of them needed the lace panties either.
(The lace panties had been very necessary, if you ask Zhao Yunlan.)
Sure, Shen Wei will probably never use the boots outside their home, but that shouldn't matter if he wants them.
"Please, Xiao Wei. I'd really like to see you in those boots. They're so very red," Zhao Yunlan says, leering at him just a little bit.
There's a glint of heat in Shen Wei's eyes and he can see him wavering. It's not exactly hard to tell how much Shen Wei wants those boots, Zhao Yunlan just needs to give him a reason why he should get them.
He leans a bit closer. "You could wear them just for me," he says in a low voice. He has to stop himself from leaning in all the way and kissing Shen Wei right there in the street. Imagining Shen Wei in those boots is really not helping him not want to kiss him. Or touch him. Everywhere.
Zhao Yunlan rocks back on his heels, biting his lip. "I've never seen you in red before," he says hoarsely. Damn, his jeans are starting to feel just a bit tight.
He can see the moment Shen Wei caves. "I suppose we could go ask what sizes they carry," Shen Wei says, his voice low. There's heat dancing in his eyes and if Zhao Yunlan wasn't very, very invested in getting those boots he'd definitely suggest Shen Wei portal them straight to their bedroom right this moment.
"Yes, let's do that," he agrees quickly, sounding strangled. He tugs at Shen Wei's hand, pulling him towards the store. Thankfully, Shen Wei doesn't even try to resist.
If they don't have the right size, Zhao Yunlan will just have to find another pair of very red boots in Shen Wei's size somewhere else. It can't be that hard.