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[bringingdowndisaster]

Xue Yang just sobs harder when Song Lan holds him. He doesn't understand any of this, how he could possibly be wanted by this man, but he's not been pushed away or rejected - even when he's tried to provoke Song Lan into doing that. It goes against what he's used to.

[zichen]

Zichen holds Xue Yang firmly, pressing his face against the fall of soft, dark hair. The sobs wrack both of their bodies and he doesn't know how to comfort...how to soothe. Xiao Xingchen is so much better at those things.

All he can do is hum and dab at Xue Yang's cheeks with the blanket.

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Just being held is actually exactly what Xue Yang needs right now to start to calm down. The firm hold grounds him and calms his breathing a little. After a moment, he rolls over to face Song Lan again, though he doesn't look at him. He just buries his face against the other man's chest and pulls the blanket over the both of them.

[zichen]

The shift in positions makes his breath catch. He isn't sure what to expect, but then Xue Yang settles against him as if he is...going to sleep? Zichen is mildly amused, carefully petting over the younger man's hair.

This is just one step in a long journey. He settles down, calming himself. Now if only his thoughts would stop racing.

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It's become comfortable to curl up like this. Song Lan's body is so solid and strong, and he's still warm from their activities. He slides an arm around Song Lan's waist and presses himself closer, as close as he can get. He doesn't understand any of this, but he knows that he doesn't want to be alone. He wants to be held, to be safe and protected. Like he never had been as a kid.

[zichen]

Zichen can protect him. And he will. Now that Xue Yang has shown his vulnerabilities, those secrets are safe with him. Daily, he will prove he isn't going to disappear or abandon Xue Yang. Curses might interfere with this, but it won't ruin it. Zichen is stubbornly certain of that.

Kissing the top of Xue Yang's head, he rests his cheek on his hair.

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Exhausted from the crying (and the sex), Xue Yang quickly nods off. He clings to Song Lan in his sleep, making a nice, warm little burrow against his body.

[zichen]

Zichen drifts off too, lulled into dreams by Xue Yang's warmth. His hold relaxes, but he doesn't let go. At some point, his dreams turn violent and he yelps in his sleep.

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Xue Yang startles awake by that sound. He's not sure where it's coming from until he notices that Song Lan's sleep seems troubled. Nightmares? Frowning a bit, he gives him a gentle squeeze. "Hey, you're just dreaming," he murmurs.

[zichen]

The voice has an immediate effect. Xue Yang might think Zichen associates him with monsters and nightmares, but he's wrong. His expression relaxes and he mumbles something sleepily - none of it coherent for obvious reasons.

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Something twists in Xue Yang's chest when Song Lan is so immediately soothed by his voice. How is that even possible? "Song Lan..." he murmurs softly and puts their foreheads together with a soft sigh. I don't get you at all, he thinks, but I guess that's fine for now.

[zichen]

He hears his voice and snuggles against Xue Yang, his arms holding the other man protectively. It's instinctive and it makes little sense, but Song Zichen has watched Xue Yang fall to pieces and he has fallen to pieces himself. When he put himself back together, he thinks that parts of Xue Yang embedded themselves in him.

They are broken, but almost...the same kind of broken.

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That would certainly explain the connection he feels. Falling into bed with Song Lan has certainly been strange, but not as strange as he would've imagined. Some part of it almost feels like it'd been inevitable.

He relaxes back into Song Lan's arms, burying his face in the crook of his neck before drifting off into sleep again.

[zichen]

Fighting and hating one another had seemed inevitable too. They are just fated to feel the extremes, it seems. At least like this they are in no danger of hurting someone else.

Zichen sleeps dreamlessly the rest of the night, waking in the morning and pressing his lips to Xue Yang's lips. Good morning.

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Xue Yang lets out a grumbly little noise, but being woken up with a kiss... it is a nice way to wake up. He's just not a morning person. He nibbles at Song Lan's lips and peers his eyes open. "Mnnn..."

[zichen]

Zichen can make mornings a little softer, at least, and he strokes Xue Yang's cheek, enjoying his sleepy expression. He kisses the younger man again and then sits up, stretching.

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Xue Yang's cheeks flush pink as he wakes up more and remembers his embarrassing outburst the other night. And because Song Lan is still being so fucking sweet right now. How dare he, honestly. He follows his lover's movements with his eyes.

"Are you going somewhere?" he asks when Song Lan sits up.

[zichen]

If anything, Zichen feels closer to Xue Yang. He knows the other man's fears and he feels confident that he can help ease them. As he stretches, the muscles in his back and arms especially noticeable, he shakes his head.

Then he lays on his side, facing Xue Yang. This is where he is needed and so he will stay unless he is turned away.

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Xue Yang takes the opportunity to watch those flexing muscles. Nice.

Once Song Lan lays back down with him, Xue Yang scoots close again and slides his arms around his neck. "Good." He wants him here, can't help it.

[zichen]

Zichen has plenty of them! His chest, his abdomen, his back, his thighs... And everything in-between. The black robes he usually wears hides his physique.

A small smile curves his lips and he trickles his fingers down Xue Yang's back. Only to then kiss him again, humming.

"I dreamed about you."

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Xue Yang snuggles a little closer, melting into the kiss.

"Can't have been very pleasant," he says, "You seemed like you were having a nightmare..."

[zichen]

"It started out that way..." Zichen types between kisses, slowly enjoying Xue Yang's lips, "I was in the dark and I couldn't move. I felt cold and dead. Then I heard you say my name." he huffs out a small laugh, "Suddenly I wasn't dead anymore and I was warm."

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Xue Yang flushes a little. He had thought that maybe it had been coincidence, but it seems as though his voice really had reached Song Lan in his sleep. "I just told you you were dreaming," he says before melting into another kiss.

[zichen]

Xue Yang's voice is special. Zichen had listened to it giving him orders when he had been little more than a puppet and now he has heard it rising in pleasure and calling his name. Of course that voice can reach his deepest consciousness.

"You didn't leave me like that. I had felt your control waning for some time." he sucks on Xue Yang's lower lip.

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"Mm... I don't want to control you," he murmurs and slides his fingers into Song Lan's hair. His fingers find the spot where those nails had been embedded and he gently brushes over it with his fingertips.