#Jin ling takes three months to realise he's dating not just jingyi but also zizhen and sizhui

[ibijau]

For that prompt list thingy 87. “I dare you.”95. Spin the bottle. for zhuilingyizhen or any combination of the juniors really, if you wouldn't mind please and thank :3

It’s Jin Ling’s idea, but they’ve all three agreed that whoever gets the chance should put that plan in action. At least, that was the plan. Sizhui did have the chance when the bottle landed on Jingyi, and Jingyi chose dare rather than truth (he’s been avoiding truth every time they’ve played lately, which is how Jin Ling came up with his idea). But Sizhui, however brave he is in others domains, is a damn coward for this and chickens out at the last minute, asking instead for Jingyi to do push ups without his shirt on.

Which at least isn’t a complete waste of that dare, even Jin Ling will concede it. And then Jinyi, absolute awful little shit that he is, doesn’t put his shirt back on, giving some bullshit excuse that he’s sweaty and doesn’t want to get it dirty. Jin Ling wants to punch him in the face, or maybe to french him. The two needs, he’s figured out long ago, are not mutually exclusive when he’s thinking about Jingyi.

A few turns go without the bottle picking Jingyi again. Jin Ling is starting to despair, half convinced that Sizhui has ruined their only chance. He’ll pay for that. Not that Jin Ling has much hope that his plan would bring anything good for him personally anyway, but… but he’s got to know already, and this was the best way to deal with it, and he’s so damn tired of the uncertainty of it all, and…

Ouyang Zizhen spins the bottle, which finally lands again on Jingyi.

“Dare,” their friend quickly said, rolling his eyes as if it’s obvious he’d pick that.

“If you’re in love with someone in this room, kiss them,” Ouyang Zizhen orders with a calm assurance that Jin Ling would kill to have.

Jingyi stares at him, his cheeks colouring quickly. “What?”

“I dare you,” Ouyang Zizhen insists, his voice trembling a little now. “Or are you too scared?”

Jingyi stares some much, scrunching his nose the way he does when he has to actually think for once. It is not at all an adorable habit, and Jin Ling doesn’t find it endearing in any way.

“Ok, fine,” Jingyi huffs, rolling his eyes again before he leans to his left to kiss Sizhui square on the lips.

It’s.

It’s not a surprise, of course.

Among them, Sizhui is the one who has known Jingyi the longest, and he’s so stupidly perfect and sweet and gentle and beautiful (maybe Jin Ling has more than one crush, it doesn’t matter, he never had a chance with either) so of course, of course Jingyi is in love with him. It makes sense. Everyone should be in love with Sizhui, it’s only logical.

Jin Ling exchanges a dejected look with Ouyang Zizhen who has lost his facade of coolness and seems on the verge of actually crying, like the big baby he is. He doesn’t get to, though, because as soon as Jingyi’s done kissing Sizhui (and he must be good at it, Sizhui looks a little dazed and breathless), he leans to his right and kisses Zizhen as well.

Jin Ling gapes at the sight.

This is so fucking unfair. But then again, well, Zizhen is almost nearly as handsome as Sizhui, and he does laugh in that way that makes Jin Ling’s heart clench, and he always says all that stupidly beautiful poetic crap, and… really, if Jingyi has to be in love with two different people, of course it would be those two. Jingyi is a damn idiot, but he’s got taste.

When that kiss is done, Jingyi turns his attention to Jin Ling. For a good half minute, the two of them glare at each other. Jin Ling knows that he probably should leave and let those three sort themselves out, but it’s not fucking fair, and he’s hurting, and he doesn’t want to be nice. Not right now, anyway. Later he’ll be happy for them, but right now he’s trying to think of something mean he could call Jingyi.

Before he can think of something, Jingyi’s huffing and rolling his eyes again.

“Ok, fine, fine, I’ll be honest all the way!” he grumbles. “You can punch Zizhen if it pisses you off, it’s his fault,” he adds, shuffling on his knees until he’s nearly on Jin Ling’s lap, and…

Jingyi presses their lips together, much more briefly than he did with Sizhui or Ouyang Zizhen, as if he expects for the gesture to be unwelcome. When he tries to pull back, already half grumbling about how stupid that game is, Jin Ling grabs him by the collar and brings him closer, kissing him clumsily. He feels Jingyi tense and gasp against his mouth, but the older boy doesn’t push him away or punch him in the face or shout at him for not seeing that it was just a joke. Instead, Jingyi puts his hands on Jin Ling’s cheeks and kisses him back for a long while, until they’re both breathless.

Zizhen is half laughing as he comes closer, pulling Sizhui with him so the four of them can hug.

“Anyone else you’d have kissed if they’d been there?” Zizhen teases.

“A-Qing is pretty neat too,” Jingyi admits, blushing hard. “So you’re not… mad?”

He looks at Jin Ling as he says that, clearly expecting him to be the one who’ll make problems.

“I’m mad we had to trick you into admitting it,” Jin Ling retorts, his cheeks burning. “What, were you going to fucking pine in silence like an idiot for ten years like Sizhui’s dad?”

Sizhui winces at the reminder that his dad has a love life now, while Jingyi starts arguing that Jin Ling isn’t allowed to disrespect Lan Wangji like that. Up until now this would have degenerated into a big fight, but now Jin Ling can grab Jingyi and kiss him to silence him, which turns out to be a super effective way to shut him up.

With how often they argue on a daily basis, Jin Ling has a feeling that his life is about to get pretty fun in the near future.

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