Another pleased noise escapes. Being hugged closer makes him melt. He peeks up at Xingchen's pretty face and feels so lucky to have him. He'd almost completely fucked it all up, but he won't make the same mistake again.
Song Lan begins to stir as well, but he doesn't move much, nor does he open his eyes yet.
Xue Yang smiles warmly. "Yeah, it is. Good morning, Daozhang."
It is mostly because he doesn't want to see Xue Yang in Xingchen's arms that's keeping Song Lan from opening his eyes. Despite what Xingchen had told him last night, the jealousy is there. Xue Yang is, after all, the one who has the kind of relationship with Xingchen that Song Lan himself wishes that he could have.
"Zichen? Are you awake?" Xingchen calls mentally before smiling at Xue Yang's greeting, "How did you sleep? I don't think you moved much at all." which has to be a good sign?
He tries to sense the room around them, stretching out his senses. Yes, it is morning. He can feel the light.
"Mm, I slept well," Xue Yang says softly. It had been the best sleep he's had in over a year, honestly. "Did you?" He hopes so. Xiao Xingchen needs his rest too, and he wants the other man to feel safe and comfortable sleeping with him.
Hearing Xingchen's voice in his head, Song Lan slowly opens his eyes. Mm. I am awake.
The kisses warm him very much and he nuzzles closer. He puts their foreheads together and kisses Xingchen back. "I promised I would." He smiles, so happy to be sharing a bed with Xiao Xingchen again.
Song Lan can see the affection between the two and he burns with jealousy and some sort of bitterness - watching Xingchen being so loving towards Xue Yang does hurt considering all the heinous things the man is responsible for. All the same, he finds that he can't blame Xingchen, or truly be angry with him either. And after seeing Xue Yang so grief-struck and pitiful, it's also hard to envision the cocky, smirking criminal who had stood over him and the bodies of his family and laughed. It's all so complicated and it makes him feel tired.
Xingchen rubs their foreheads together and smiles, feeling warm and yet... He hugs Xue Yang tighter, his heart aching at the silence that looms between him and Zichen. Does he feel...left out? Disregarded? Maybe, even worse, betrayed?
"You kept your promise." he murmurs before focusing on Zichen, "You're upset. Is it because of Xue Yang? He's... He's changed. He wants to change. What he did to you...to me... You don't have to forgive him. I can't ask that of you. Just...let him live. I'll keep watch over him."
Song Lan is quiet for a moment before responding. I will not kill him. He can promise that much, at least. It's not just for Xingchen's sake. He doesn't actually think that killing Xue Yang would bring him any satisfaction. It won't bring back his family, and it would just hurt Xingchen.
Xue Yang is blissfully unaware of the mental conversation going on between Song Lan and Xiao Xingchen, and just snuggles into Xingchen. "Mmm... I keep my promises," he murmurs, yawning.
"Thank you, Zichen." Xingchen scrambles to find the words to express what else he wants - dearly wants, "I think I told you something...last night...when I was falling asleep?"
The entire time he uses the spell, he snuggles Xue Yang and - Gods above, the man makes his heart hurt!
"I know you do." he kisses his brow slowly, "Are you hungry?"
Suddenly, Song Lan's face feels a little hot. You... you did.
"Mmm," Xue Yang hums. He's not actually sure if he's hungry or not, but if Xingchen wants to get up and make breakfast, he'll follow him. Though he also wants to snuggle his lover for as long as possible, so he doesn't make a single move to get up.
"I meant it." Xingchen blushes and nuzzles his nose against Xue Yang's hair. The reluctance is cute, but it does worry him. They really will have to work on finding Xue Yang's appetite again.
"If you don't eat, you will end up like I was in that coffin. Your body needs it."
"I... I do love you as a close friend, but that's... That's not it. I'm in love with you. You're...amazing, Zichen." Xingchen feels like he is stumbling over his words and his thoughts. He forces himself to breathe and he smiles a little at what Xue Yang has to say.
"We can stay like this for a little while longer." he murmurs, kissing the top of Xue Yang's head.
Xue Yang's eyes are already closing again, and he drifts off into a slumber.
If his heart still beat, it would definitely be skipping now. You are? What of... what of Xue Yang? It's clear that Xiao Xingchen loves him too. Is it really possible to be in love with more than one person at the same time?
Xingchen doesn't bother to rouse Xue Yang. He needs the rest. His hand moves over the other man's back in gentle circles.
"I love him too. He lied to me and made me do horrible things. He hurt you. But when I didn't know him, he showed me who he can be. I love that man and I can't leave him. Zichen..." he gathers his courage, "I want us to be together. I know that sounds like a nightmare and I'm so sorry. But give it a little time. Watch him. If you think he is tricking me again, tell me. I will listen and you and I will leave together."
It's not his favorite idea, but he also realizes that, realistically, there are no better options. He's not leaving Xingchen again, not ever, and as he had already concluded - killing Xue Yang would not only not be satisfying, it would just hurt Xingchen. He may never forgive him if he did that. There's also A-Qing to consider. Song Lan has no idea how she feels about all of this.
Alright. I will keep an eye on him. Something does tell him that Xue Yang isn't looking to trick or deceive Xingchen again, considering how attached he clearly is.
"Zichen...thank you." Xingchen doesn't mean to cause his soulmate pain; it flies right in the face of his instincts. But Xue Yang...
He focuses on the poor exhausted man in his arms. His heart belongs to him too. He can't - and won't - abandon him. Pressing his lips to Xue Yang's forehead, he makes him a silent vow.
"When he wakes, he needs to eat. Otherwise he will begin to waste away."
Song Lan can sense how conflicted Xingchen is. This is not easy for any of them. He sighs softly and sits up in bed.
I can make breakfast. Can you ask A-Qing if she wants to help? The girl is still asleep, so he gently nudges her. He'll give Xingchen and Xue Yang a moment alone, as much as he doesn't like the idea of leaving the two of them like that. Still, Xue Yang really doesn't seem like a threat now.
Song Lan smiles at A-Qing and as he passes the bed, he sees Xingchen reach for him. So he gives in to temptation and takes his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. After letting go, he ventures into the kitchen to get started on breakfast.
Xingchen gives a happy shiver at the contact and returns the squeeze. He hears his heart in his ears and he is very still, listening to their footsteps as they head to the kitchen.
A-Qing follows Zichen and shows him where everything is, pretending to feel her way around with her hands.
Song Lan smiles a little. He already knows that A-Qing isn't blind, so he puts a hand on her shoulder and shakes his head, pointing to her eyes and nodding. He hopes that it'll get the message across. Maybe she's just doing it out of habit.
Back in the bedroom, Xue Yang is finally starting to stir back to wakefulness. His face is still buried against Xingchen's chest, and he burrows closer, small grumbling sounds leaving him.
A-Qing understands immediately and smiles impishly. He doesn't seem mad at least!
"People are nicer to blind girls." and she had been on her own before Xiao Xingchen came along. But now that the secret is out, she helps Zichen acquire the ingredients for breakfast without any trouble.
Xingchen hears the grumbling and he smiles, keeping watch over the other man. Xue Yang can hide for a little while, but then he has to face the world again.
Song Lan nods in understanding. He definitely doesn't blame her for pretending to be blind. He understands that living on the streets had meant she had to use any trick at her disposal to survive.
While A-Qing acquires the ingredients, Song Lan brews tea for all four of them. It feels good to do something, to distract himself from all the complicated feelings running through him.
Xue Yang glances up at Xingchen's face and presses his lips tenderly to his jaw. What a good way to wake up. He really would like to spend the rest of the day like this, just being held by his Daozhang, but he knows he can't. "Good morning," he murmurs instead.
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Date: 2023-05-14 08:21 am (UTC)Song Lan begins to stir as well, but he doesn't move much, nor does he open his eyes yet.
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Date: 2023-05-14 09:59 am (UTC)"Mm good morning." he laughs a little, "Is it morning?"
A-Qing thinks Song Lan has the right idea and wiggles closer to him.
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Date: 2023-05-14 10:17 am (UTC)It is mostly because he doesn't want to see Xue Yang in Xingchen's arms that's keeping Song Lan from opening his eyes. Despite what Xingchen had told him last night, the jealousy is there. Xue Yang is, after all, the one who has the kind of relationship with Xingchen that Song Lan himself wishes that he could have.
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Date: 2023-05-14 10:35 am (UTC)He tries to sense the room around them, stretching out his senses. Yes, it is morning. He can feel the light.
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Date: 2023-05-14 05:41 pm (UTC)Hearing Xingchen's voice in his head, Song Lan slowly opens his eyes. Mm. I am awake.
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Date: 2023-05-15 01:25 am (UTC)"I did. You kept me warm." he is the sort of person who doesn't mind being held and cuddled while he sleeps. He prefers it, in fact!
Then he hears Zichen's voice, his ears twitching. "Did you sleep well? I'm sorry I couldn't be with you."
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Date: 2023-05-15 07:30 pm (UTC)Song Lan can see the affection between the two and he burns with jealousy and some sort of bitterness - watching Xingchen being so loving towards Xue Yang does hurt considering all the heinous things the man is responsible for. All the same, he finds that he can't blame Xingchen, or truly be angry with him either. And after seeing Xue Yang so grief-struck and pitiful, it's also hard to envision the cocky, smirking criminal who had stood over him and the bodies of his family and laughed. It's all so complicated and it makes him feel tired.
I slept alright. It's all he manages to "say".
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Date: 2023-05-16 06:16 am (UTC)"You kept your promise." he murmurs before focusing on Zichen, "You're upset. Is it because of Xue Yang? He's... He's changed. He wants to change. What he did to you...to me... You don't have to forgive him. I can't ask that of you. Just...let him live. I'll keep watch over him."
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Date: 2023-05-16 09:15 pm (UTC)Xue Yang is blissfully unaware of the mental conversation going on between Song Lan and Xiao Xingchen, and just snuggles into Xingchen. "Mmm... I keep my promises," he murmurs, yawning.
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Date: 2023-05-17 10:02 am (UTC)The entire time he uses the spell, he snuggles Xue Yang and - Gods above, the man makes his heart hurt!
"I know you do." he kisses his brow slowly, "Are you hungry?"
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Date: 2023-05-18 09:13 am (UTC)"Mmm," Xue Yang hums. He's not actually sure if he's hungry or not, but if Xingchen wants to get up and make breakfast, he'll follow him. Though he also wants to snuggle his lover for as long as possible, so he doesn't make a single move to get up.
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Date: 2023-05-18 11:35 am (UTC)"If you don't eat, you will end up like I was in that coffin. Your body needs it."
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Date: 2023-05-19 05:55 am (UTC)Xue Yang grumbles a little and nuzzles even closer. "Mmm... but Daozhang is so warm..." How is he meant to want to leave this warm cocoon?
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Date: 2023-05-19 06:50 am (UTC)"We can stay like this for a little while longer." he murmurs, kissing the top of Xue Yang's head.
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Date: 2023-05-20 05:24 am (UTC)If his heart still beat, it would definitely be skipping now. You are? What of... what of Xue Yang? It's clear that Xiao Xingchen loves him too. Is it really possible to be in love with more than one person at the same time?
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Date: 2023-05-20 05:34 am (UTC)"I love him too. He lied to me and made me do horrible things. He hurt you. But when I didn't know him, he showed me who he can be. I love that man and I can't leave him. Zichen..." he gathers his courage, "I want us to be together. I know that sounds like a nightmare and I'm so sorry. But give it a little time. Watch him. If you think he is tricking me again, tell me. I will listen and you and I will leave together."
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Date: 2023-05-26 06:38 am (UTC)Alright. I will keep an eye on him. Something does tell him that Xue Yang isn't looking to trick or deceive Xingchen again, considering how attached he clearly is.
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Date: 2023-05-26 08:10 am (UTC)He focuses on the poor exhausted man in his arms. His heart belongs to him too. He can't - and won't - abandon him. Pressing his lips to Xue Yang's forehead, he makes him a silent vow.
"When he wakes, he needs to eat. Otherwise he will begin to waste away."
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Date: 2023-05-26 08:16 pm (UTC)I can make breakfast. Can you ask A-Qing if she wants to help? The girl is still asleep, so he gently nudges her. He'll give Xingchen and Xue Yang a moment alone, as much as he doesn't like the idea of leaving the two of them like that. Still, Xue Yang really doesn't seem like a threat now.
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Date: 2023-05-27 12:48 am (UTC)"I will." he raises his voice gently, "A-Qing? Do you want to help Zichen with breakfast?"
Surprisingly the girl doesn't grumble, but she is cute as she sits up and tries to straighten her hair.
"Sure, Daozhang."
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Date: 2023-05-27 08:22 am (UTC)A-Qing follows Zichen and shows him where everything is, pretending to feel her way around with her hands.
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Date: 2023-05-27 08:26 am (UTC)Back in the bedroom, Xue Yang is finally starting to stir back to wakefulness. His face is still buried against Xingchen's chest, and he burrows closer, small grumbling sounds leaving him.
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Date: 2023-05-27 08:33 am (UTC)"People are nicer to blind girls." and she had been on her own before Xiao Xingchen came along. But now that the secret is out, she helps Zichen acquire the ingredients for breakfast without any trouble.
Xingchen hears the grumbling and he smiles, keeping watch over the other man. Xue Yang can hide for a little while, but then he has to face the world again.
"You're alright."
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Date: 2023-05-27 08:45 am (UTC)While A-Qing acquires the ingredients, Song Lan brews tea for all four of them. It feels good to do something, to distract himself from all the complicated feelings running through him.
Xue Yang glances up at Xingchen's face and presses his lips tenderly to his jaw. What a good way to wake up. He really would like to spend the rest of the day like this, just being held by his Daozhang, but he knows he can't. "Good morning," he murmurs instead.
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From:a-qing is the biggest songxiao shipper lmao
From:her daddies!
From:xue yang: am i a joke to you
From:a-qing: ...yup.
From:xy: :| well tough shit i am gonna marry xxc
From:a-qing: why do you wanna marry him? >8(
From:xy: um because i love him???
From:a-qing: >.> will you hurt him?
From:xy: no :|
From:a-qing: he's a good person.
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