farsickness | [Open + One Closed Prompt]

Who: Song Zichen & Open!
When: Mid-July
What: Working, traveling, making connections.
Where: The markets and then the forest. Plus a closed prompt for Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen.
Warnings: TBD

[Markets]

He isn't a social man, but Gazin has been good for him. Zichen has made some friends in the market-place and he can be found during the day, helping with various wares and enjoying the company of a variety of animals. (He is fairly sure that goat in particular has been following him since dawn!)

As he sets down a box of pears, he scratches his fuzzy friend on the head and leads her to a trough of water. She drinks thirstily and he shakes his head in amusement.

"You work too hard." he pats her back and walks off to move more fruit, glad that his strength can be put to good use. The owner of the stall in question is always appreciative, though she might not like his new little friend.

Especially when she grabs one of the apples for a mid-morning snack.

[Forest]

Being around so many people is hard on him. So during the evenings, he takes his mare out for a ride, losing himself in the forest greenery. Fuxue is loyal at his side (on his back, actually), so the monsters stand no chance of waylaying him.

He chooses to pause at a lake, letting his horse drink. The day is hot! As he waits for her to have her fill, he pulls out the present Xue Yang had given him in the Winter. A little wolf to keep him company.

[Home; Closed to Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen.]

The money he earned for his work is set in a wooden cabinet by the kitchen. Zichen leaves it there for his loved ones to use as they see fit. What is his is theirs and he likes being able to provide for their comforts.

Considering the hour, he cleans himself and begins to start dinner, setting out the ingredients beforehand. The wolf pup - now nearly full grown - is given meat.

"I will take you to hunt in a few days." he promises. She deserves that thrill. Thankfully her nature is gentle, but he suspects there might be problems when she goes into heat.

A wild animal deserves to live in the wild. He will speak to his A-Yang on the matter, though he knows it will be difficult. Thus he focuses on making a good dinner to counteract any pain.

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He wraps his arms around Zichen and relaxes into the embrace. "I was and it is." But this is probably even better then the sun was. Being in Zichen's arms is where he feels most comfortable.

"We won't have too many nice days before it starts to get cold again. We should enjoy them as much as we can."

Pressing a kiss to Xingchen's brow, Zichen tucks him close, chest to chest, heart to heart.

"Tomorrow I'll take a walk with you if you like? We could also ride the horses." he doesn't have any bias going on foot or on horseback. As long as he gets to spend some time with the other man.

Xingchen enjoys walking. When they are side by side it reminds him of home and when they used to travel all over just like that. Their path unknown but hoping it would lead them in the direction of their desires. The horses are good for long distances or faster travel. A benefit in a lot of ways. But he will always prefer on foot.

"I would like that. A walk would be good. Perhaps a ride to somewhere and then tie them up in a safe spot so we can enjoy a walk as well."

"I know just the place." Zichen likes walking too. The horses are a sweet addition to their lives, but he still spends most of his time walking on foot.

"I've traveled down the forest paths and there is one you will like." he smiles and dares to kiss Xingchen's lips - lightly, softly, "Flowers bloom along it. You will be able to smell them."

He reaches up to touch Zichen's cheek lightly with his finger tips as feels that kiss. Such a tender little touch of lips. He gives him another kiss back, just as light.

"It sounds perfect. I'll look forward to it." He looks forward to all his time spend with Zichen. Any moment they get to be together is precious. The fact that he had to be away from him for so long still burned into his heart. But the longer he is on this world, the more those past memories seem to ease and fade.

His heart swells and he grins into the second kiss, leaning into it. No, he isn't afraid. Not with Xingchen. One of his hands rests against his soulmate's back and the other cups his face.

"Are you hungry?" he brushes their noses together, "I'm making dinner. If there is anything special you would like, just tell me."

Yes, as time passes, his pain eases too. Having Xingchen back in his life is all he has ever needed or wanted.

"Whatever you are making is fine. You don't have to go to any extra trouble." Xingchen is always content with whatever Zichen cooks for him. He has made some progress with being able to cook meals but it is sometimes just easier to wait until the other two have made something instead. Their meals are far more involved then anything he can prepare himself.

"It already smells good."

"It's no trouble." Zichen reassures, raising Xingchen's hand to kiss his knuckles, "I like making meals that you enjoy."

And that the dear man will eat. It's important for Xingchen to keep his strength up and Zichen isn't a fool: he knows the other man is usually in some degree of pain from his lack of eyes.

"I'm glad." he flushes, pleased.

He still feels quite overwhelmed at times by the affections and attention that he gets showered with in Zichen presence. "I enjoy all your meals." He says softly, equally as flushed. It's a pleasure and honor to be able to eat together, to taste the meals that Zichen makes for him. Each one special and important. He will always treasure each one because of everything that they have had to go through.

"Then make yourself comfortable." Zichen rests their heads together for a few beats, soaking in Xingchen's gentle comfort. Then he smiles and pulls away, returning to the kitchen to finish their meal. Once it is prepared, he puts it neatly on a plate and brings it to his sweet soulmate.

"Here, love..."

He feels that tremble in his heart, an uneven patter of excitement. He wants to be able to drown in this closeness. It takes a moment for him to settle these feelings as Zichen goes to finish the meal. He moves closer to him in the kitchen as the meal is finished, settling down on a seat by the counter.

"Thank you..." His ears darken at the affectionate term. He reaches out and places his hand lightly on Zichen's arm. "...my love." The words are like a whisper.

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