Xue Yang with white hair and wrinkles will be just as loved. Zichen will make sure their bed is warm and neat even then.
He presses in tighter, kissing those lips that tease him...and love him. The emotion in his lover's voice makes his heart ache and he isn't sure how to express it.
"Being with you...being with Xingchen... I would give my life a thousand times to make that possible." he lifts Xue Yang's damaged hand and kisses over his knuckles, nuzzling what is left of that pinky finger, "That is acceptable."
The charming addition makes him snort and he smooths down his lover's hair, kissing his forehead.
"Don't look so sad, A-Yang." and, yes, he laughs because it's funny and also because he thinks his husband is precious. Tossing the towel to the side, he helps Xue Yang into the robe, nuzzling their cheeks together as he does so.
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He presses in tighter, kissing those lips that tease him...and love him. The emotion in his lover's voice makes his heart ache and he isn't sure how to express it.
"Being with you...being with Xingchen... I would give my life a thousand times to make that possible." he lifts Xue Yang's damaged hand and kisses over his knuckles, nuzzling what is left of that pinky finger, "That is acceptable."
The charming addition makes him snort and he smooths down his lover's hair, kissing his forehead.
"Don't look so sad, A-Yang." and, yes, he laughs because it's funny and also because he thinks his husband is precious. Tossing the towel to the side, he helps Xue Yang into the robe, nuzzling their cheeks together as he does so.