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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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"Grip the saddle here." he directs Xingchen's hand accordingly and then lifts the other man high enough so he can slide his leg over the saddle. In case Xingchen is still unsteady, Zichen is quick to follow him, using the stirrup to place himself behind him.
"If you feel dizzy, let me know."
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"I'm fine and I'm sure I will continue to be." He turns his face slightly so that Zichen can see the corner of the smile on his lips. "I'm excited to be able to go on this ride with you."
It is nice to be able to get out of the house together.
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"I'll keep you safe." he promises, braving a kiss to his soulmate's cheek, "And warm. Stay under your cloak."
With a gentle nudge of his feet, he urges the stallion forward and out of the stable.
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He nods and relaxes against him, reaches up briefly to make sure the cloak is in place and tilting his head forward slightly to try and keep some of the wind from hitting him right in the face. He doesn't trust his voice at the moment.