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Xiao Xingchen ⬤ Mo Dao Zu Shi
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[noneforyou]

[ Xue Yang watches as Xiao Xingchen walks through the doorway to his room, and suddenly the familiar feeling of Sanguis possessiveness surges through him again. ]

... Daozhang.

[ He calls out to Xiao Xingchen, but before Xiao Xingchen can actually answer, he darts forward to grab his wrist. It's not to stop him this time.

The motion feels awkward for a moment, and it takes Xue Yang several seconds to realize why. He spent so long developing the habit of keeping his left hand away from Xiao Xingchen, but just now he reached out for him with it. He's still wearing his gloves with the false finger in them, but if Xiao Xingchen actually bothers to focus on the feeling, he'll probably be able to tell. ]

I'll go with you.

[blindforlove]

[Though Xiao Xingchen wants to pull his hand away again, the warmth of a source of Chroma - regardless of who it's from - stops him. Incensed at Xue Yang touching him again and addressing him that way, as well as his own moonblessing, his hand tightens into a fist as he forces himself to breathe evenly again.

But the pause does let him notice that this isn't the hand that usually reached out to him. He can tell this the left hand from where the fingers are, with one feeling different from the rest. Perhaps it shouldn't be a surprise that someone can keep an act going for so long and keep him from ever realizing-- why would he pay attention to the other hand? Such a small detail, and yet it would have ended the charade if he so much as accidentally brushed his hand against this one as they prepared dinner...]

Why? Suddenly tired as well?

[His voice is lower and harsher than the way he used it to invite his nameless friend to huddle close to him, when Sanguis or Cordis shone full in the sky.]

[noneforyou]

I am. We've both had a long day.

[ His tone is coaxing, similar to tones he'd use before. He moves closer, enough that he's slightly pressed against Xiao Xingchen's arm. ]

The window isn't fixed yet, so I don't want to sleep out there where it's colder. Especially when I'm like this. You probably haven't been doing as much moonlacing as before either, have you? This way is better for both of us.

[blindforlove]

[Xiao Xingchen takes his arm away and continues on towards the bed without a word. It's simple enough to understand that Xue Yang would like to be indulged a little for agreeing to this arrangement between them. The both of them must believe that they're making such great sacrifices, but running out of Chroma almost sounds preferable to letting Xue Yang into his bed again.

Pulling off his boots, he then takes the hair pin out of his topknot and sets it aside, too harried and irritated to give as much attention to the motions as he usually would.

Then he lies down on the bed, near the edge of it with his face near the wall. Surely it must look like a petulant act, unbecoming of a cultivator like himself, and sleeping on his side is more difficult with the wings. He just can't find it in him to care as much when he's dealing with this man.

Of course, Shuanghua stays with him on this side of the bed.]

[noneforyou]

[ Xue Yang doesn't miss the fact that Xiao Xingchen is purposely making it harder for him. But he didn't tell him no, so Xue Yang isn't disobeying him by getting into bed with him. His reasons might have been excuses, but that doesn't mean they weren't also true.

This is Xue Yang's first time trying to sleep with wings, but he's watched Xiao Xingchen do it enough times that he knows that being on one's side isn't the preferred option. Despite the attempt to deter him, he strips off his own boots, unties his hair, and crawls onto the bed behind Xiao Xingchen. He carefully tucks those feathery wings in as close as he can to Xiao Xingchen's body so he can curl up behind him. Xue Yang can't get in close enough that he's pressed directly against Xiao Xingchen's back, so instead he rests his head on one of those wings and threads his fingers through the feathers.

It's enough for moonlacing. And there was no guarantee that Xiao Xingchen would have stayed at all.

His own wings splay out awkwardly on the bed behind him, and for the first time ever, Xue Yang lets himself actually fall asleep while keeping contact with Xiao Xingchen. ]