( He drapes himself easily across the bed, head resting against Zhou Zishu's thigh. It's nice, he can't help but nuzzle his cheek into him, heart pounding away behind his ribs. It feels wildly daring the same way it feels right, Wen Kexing drumming his fingers against Zhou Zishu's shin lightly. )
Fine, I'll be a street cat and steal a whole chicken from the butchers for you. Is that better?
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Fine, I'll be a street cat and steal a whole chicken from the butchers for you. Is that better?