I can't get anything past you, can I, my heart? [he lean in, pressing another kiss to jiang cheng's brow. momentarily, his hand leaves the other's hair to wipe the drying tears on his cheeks.]
If I were to meet your mother, I have a feeling I would spend most of my time fighting with her. [a soft huff follows. very politely, yes, but he would hold his ground.]
[maybe in another life, xichen thinks. if they do not choose to cultivate immortality together or if one of them is unable to achieve it. xichen knows his soul will follow jiang cheng's now, wherever it may lead.]
On the other hand, I think my mother would have been fond of you. [xichen says it softly, a small smile on his lips as he thinks of it. as jiang cheng shifts, xichen adjusts to pull him into his lap so they are more even and he can press a gentle kiss to his cheek.]
[ He's only heard bits and pieces of Xichen's mother, and he doesn't want to press or ask questions. Instead, he simply curls into Xichen and breathes out gently. ]
No, it doesn't. [neither of their mothers are here to place judgement, to chide or to praise.
what is more important, is that in life they have each other. xichen presses another kiss to the bridge of jiang cheng's nose.] Let me take you to bed, my heart.
[and if xichen indulges one kiss, then another, who is to blame him?
he stands, and helps jiang cheng up with him before he decides to put lan arm strength to use. in other circumstance, he would not risk sweeping up jiang cheng into his arms to carry him to bed but today he will not allow protest.
not with the storm outside, the nightmares his husband has weathered. he deservers rest, peace, and xichen hopes to take him to sanctuary and keep him safe in his hold through the night.]
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If I were to meet your mother, I have a feeling I would spend most of my time fighting with her. [a soft huff follows. very politely, yes, but he would hold his ground.]
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[ Shaking his head, he adjusts his weight and settles into his arms, his hold, seeking out the comfort. ]
Thank you.
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On the other hand, I think my mother would have been fond of you. [xichen says it softly, a small smile on his lips as he thinks of it. as jiang cheng shifts, xichen adjusts to pull him into his lap so they are more even and he can press a gentle kiss to his cheek.]
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[ He's only heard bits and pieces of Xichen's mother, and he doesn't want to press or ask questions. Instead, he simply curls into Xichen and breathes out gently. ]
It doesn't matter either way.
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what is more important, is that in life they have each other. xichen presses another kiss to the bridge of jiang cheng's nose.] Let me take you to bed, my heart.
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Let's go. Please.
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he stands, and helps jiang cheng up with him before he decides to put lan arm strength to use. in other circumstance, he would not risk sweeping up jiang cheng into his arms to carry him to bed but today he will not allow protest.
not with the storm outside, the nightmares his husband has weathered. he deservers rest, peace, and xichen hopes to take him to sanctuary and keep him safe in his hold through the night.]