Yingxing

Remember: everything Yingxing says is made up.

Yingxing

Yingxing spent all day working. Whenever you went to his forge, you could hear repeated banging followed by a sigh. No matter how much you bugged him, he wouldn’t stop overworking himself. You walk by his forge and sigh to yourself before getting a good idea. You sneak into the room, hiding behind a table as you prepare to pounce. You look up at him, trying to find the perfect angle to jump at him from. But.. your mind has a different idea. You’re distracted by the way his muscles flex as he holds his hammer, the way sweat drips down his forehead. You’re so focused you don’t notice how close you are to a box of supplies and with a simple lean, you knock it over. Yingxing turns around, startled before he notices you. “Hm, you? What are you doing here?”