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farsickness2021-02-13 11:45 am
zichen) wrote in farsickness2021-02-13 11:45 am
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They were all that mattered.
Who: Song Zichen + Xue Yang, + Xiao Xingchen & + Open
When: Throughout February.
What: Horseback riding, bonding, doing various tasks around town.
Where: Gazin
Warning(s): Possible sexiness for the first prompt. Will update with anything else that needs to be added.
[Xue Yang]
"A-Yang, will you come with me?" Zichen is at the foot of the stairs, a cloak draped over his arm, "I think...it might be easier...if I had company?"
He likes the mare his husband chose for him - she is beautiful and sweet - but he still feels a wave of anxiety each time he climbs onto the saddle. Xue Yang, oddly and completely unexpectedly, has become a comfort for him. When his anxiety level is high, he reaches for him, remembering to breathe once they have spoken or touched.
Funny, touch used to frighten him. Now he seeks it openly. But not from just anyone.
"Please?"
[Xiao Xingchen]
Zichen gathers his courage and seeks out Xingchen, his soulmate, his better half. One of them, actually. They are overdue for some time together. Once he finds the other man, he approaches him gently.
"Xingchen..." he says the name with such warmth and love, "Will you take a walk with me? I promise I will keep us warm."
Since his fear of touch no longer stands in his way, he slips an arm around the other man, wanting him close. This feels like a dream. Maybe it is one.
[Open]
No matter where he goes, Zichen cuts a striking figure. From his black robes and ornately braided hair to the sword he carries on his back, he stands out to say the least. But he will be seen doing rather domestic tasks, helping where there is a need around Gazin. He doesn't say much, however his hands and his expressions are gentle and he always bows low when meeting someone new.
"Ah, what are you doing here?"
He is currently seeing to a pet cat that has gotten loose. A fussy meow answers his question and Zichen smiles, reaching under a very cold - and frozen! - bush to retrieve the poor feline. Then he tucks her into his robes and is rewarded with a happy purr.
When: Throughout February.
What: Horseback riding, bonding, doing various tasks around town.
Where: Gazin
Warning(s): Possible sexiness for the first prompt. Will update with anything else that needs to be added.
[Xue Yang]
"A-Yang, will you come with me?" Zichen is at the foot of the stairs, a cloak draped over his arm, "I think...it might be easier...if I had company?"
He likes the mare his husband chose for him - she is beautiful and sweet - but he still feels a wave of anxiety each time he climbs onto the saddle. Xue Yang, oddly and completely unexpectedly, has become a comfort for him. When his anxiety level is high, he reaches for him, remembering to breathe once they have spoken or touched.
Funny, touch used to frighten him. Now he seeks it openly. But not from just anyone.
"Please?"
[Xiao Xingchen]
Zichen gathers his courage and seeks out Xingchen, his soulmate, his better half. One of them, actually. They are overdue for some time together. Once he finds the other man, he approaches him gently.
"Xingchen..." he says the name with such warmth and love, "Will you take a walk with me? I promise I will keep us warm."
Since his fear of touch no longer stands in his way, he slips an arm around the other man, wanting him close. This feels like a dream. Maybe it is one.
[Open]
No matter where he goes, Zichen cuts a striking figure. From his black robes and ornately braided hair to the sword he carries on his back, he stands out to say the least. But he will be seen doing rather domestic tasks, helping where there is a need around Gazin. He doesn't say much, however his hands and his expressions are gentle and he always bows low when meeting someone new.
"Ah, what are you doing here?"
He is currently seeing to a pet cat that has gotten loose. A fussy meow answers his question and Zichen smiles, reaching under a very cold - and frozen! - bush to retrieve the poor feline. Then he tucks her into his robes and is rewarded with a happy purr.
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"We do. And now we are and I will not let go." No more testing. No more doubts. Xue Yang knows his place and loves it with every fiber of his being. No more escapes. When he's scared, now he runs to his A-Lan, rather than finding a dark corner to hide in. When he's upset, he finds one of his Daozhangs and focuses on their breathing, generally leaning against them to ground him.
"We all will be soon~"
He grins at that laugh and gets to work in scooping out some oats with bits of carrot mixed in as a treat for being so sweet, and checks the temperature of the water before fully opening the lid for her to drink from at her leisure.
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Xue Yang has become part of him. He could live without an arm or a leg, but not without his heart or soul. That's why he is so protective of his A-Yang. Not just for the other man's sake, but also for his own.
"I'll warm you up." Zichen rumbles, obviously looking forward to that task. He runs the brush over his mare's full coat - legs included - before draping her in a warm blanket. Then he strokes over her ears while she enjoys the treats Xue Yang has brought her.
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He growls at that rumbled promise, eyes sparkling eagerly. "Good. I've gotten a little cold~" Not entirely a lie, it's really cold outside! But he'd not felt it because he'd been snuggled up to his husband's warm back under their thick cloaks.
Once they're satisfied the mare is settled in for a while, he grabs one of his husband's hands to tug him into the tavern.
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"It won't last." he gasps upon parting, gladly taking hold of the hand that reaches for him. He only has eyes for his husband now that the mare is happily munching.
The tavern does have rooms as it doubles as an inn. They could rent one for a few hours.
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"It's true, you know just how to warm me up," he chirps once the door closes behind them, hiding them from potential observers.