The nuzzling, strangely, makes everything feel...right. Safe. Zichen doesn't understand how his husband has this effect on him, but he does.
"It's only a few stab wounds." he murmurs, his lips twitching as if he too knows that is a ridiculous statement. A few stab wounds could kill someone else. He's lucky he has a strong Core.
Sighing, he allows the hold around his waist, his arm sneaking around Xue Yang in return. If he is held, he can hold too.
"I'll be strong enough. My Core will replenish the blood I lost and my energy will return." Zichen turns his head to kiss Xue Yang's temple as they walk, "I'll show you how to use spiritual energy to heal."
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"It's only a few stab wounds." he murmurs, his lips twitching as if he too knows that is a ridiculous statement. A few stab wounds could kill someone else. He's lucky he has a strong Core.
Sighing, he allows the hold around his waist, his arm sneaking around Xue Yang in return. If he is held, he can hold too.
"I'll be strong enough. My Core will replenish the blood I lost and my energy will return." Zichen turns his head to kiss Xue Yang's temple as they walk, "I'll show you how to use spiritual energy to heal."