[ It is difficult to air all of these things knowing what little he does about Xichen's parents - or lack thereof, given their absences - but it is what burdens his heart. Even now, so many years later, the ghost of his parents haunts him and makes him wish he was someone else, anyone else. It pains him, hurts him, and when he sees Wei Wuxian he cannot help but remember.
He snorts out a teary little laugh, squeezing his eyes shut. ]
I can only imagine how my mother would react hearing those sorts of things from you.
[while he knows the pain has not passed, the sound of that laugh has xichen pressing his lips to the side of jiang cheng's head.] Would it surprise you that I wouldn't care how she'd react?
[ He shakes his head, but allows himself some comfort in the tenderness Xichen offers, letting some of the tension fade from his shoulders. It is a difficult thing for him to do, to allow himself some respite, some room to breathe through his own negativity, but he is making an attempt.
Attempt the impossible, after all. ]
She might have finally been pleased with me, had she learned I somehow charmed you.
Lying is forbidden. [a soft huff, fond as xichen tries to pull his husband back from the edge of panic. he unwinds one arm from around jiang cheng, only to lift his hand so he can run his fingers through his hair.]
Somehow? I find you very charming. [not conventionally, no, but in the sort of way that xichen needs and wants to be charmed. he kisses the side of jiang cheng's temple again.] Though I'd have to inform her that I'm far from the accomplishment all the gossiping mothers of our youth deemed me to be and more a testament to your patience.
Dancing around the truth is not. [ As if he hasn't spent enough time in Gusu now to know how to tiptoe around the rules in a way Wei Wuxian was never able to do. He sighs softly, allowing himself to lean into the touch to his hair, irritated at the feel of damp drying on his cheeks.
He nudges Xichen gently, a smile finally settling on his face. ]
Either way she would be pleased. It would please her, the first time I have done so in my lifetime.
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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He snorts out a teary little laugh, squeezing his eyes shut. ]
I can only imagine how my mother would react hearing those sorts of things from you.
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It is the truth, my heart. [another gentle kiss.]
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[ He shakes his head, but allows himself some comfort in the tenderness Xichen offers, letting some of the tension fade from his shoulders. It is a difficult thing for him to do, to allow himself some respite, some room to breathe through his own negativity, but he is making an attempt.
Attempt the impossible, after all. ]
She might have finally been pleased with me, had she learned I somehow charmed you.
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Somehow? I find you very charming. [not conventionally, no, but in the sort of way that xichen needs and wants to be charmed. he kisses the side of jiang cheng's temple again.] Though I'd have to inform her that I'm far from the accomplishment all the gossiping mothers of our youth deemed me to be and more a testament to your patience.
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He nudges Xichen gently, a smile finally settling on his face. ]
Either way she would be pleased. It would please her, the first time I have done so in my lifetime.
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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.]