"He is on the way to the breeder. We could stop and say hello together." Zichen smiles into the kiss a split second later, burying a hand in his A-Yang's soft hair. He will thank him fully when he is more healed, but until then, his sweet husband will be kissed senseless.

"Nn..." he groans as he sits up, moving carefully so the stitches don't pull overmuch, "...I'm sorry, A-Yang."

Guilt is written clearly on his face.

"I've been looking forward to today and I didn't want to think about anything else." he smiles a little, "You take excellent care of me. Help me to our new house, please?"