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周子舒|周絮 (Zhou Zishu | Zhou Xu) ([personal profile] lonelydream) wrote2023-10-29 10:27 pm

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Zhou Xu

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wifedup: (xlvii.)

[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-11 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Lenient.

( He raises an eyebrow. ) Maybe you'll be allowed to drink again before the first white hairs appear, but I wouldn't bank on it. You think we've put all this work in only to have you drink yourself stupid? Pah!

( He might let him sometime soon, though certainly not for a few days and absolutely in moderation but that is because Wen Kexing is a soft touch. )

A day, a night. I think it might be the evening.

( He hasn't left, so he doesn't know. Still, he makes his voice light, cheerful. ) So lazy. Maybe you just like me pining away at your bedside like you're some romantic hero and I'm the earnest village virgin but that is absolutely not the case and it won't be happening again.
wifedup: (xii.)

[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-12 11:05 am (UTC)(link)
Okay.

( He sounds a little like he doesn't believe it, voice tentative, dark eyes watching Zhou Zishu as they wind their fingers together. He shakes it off quickly enough, blinking away the doubt, smile creeping to the corner of his mouth. )

I'll make you a deal. The minute you're well enough to fight me you can have all the wine you want, mm?

( Grin inching higher again. )

Now move over. I'm going to get a crick in my back and have to hobble around this castle like an old woman soon.
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[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-12 11:47 am (UTC)(link)
( Wen Kexing waits until Zhou Zishu is firmly settled, once more hovering at his side in case of emergency. Once he's satisfied his presence won't be more of a hindrance he's scooting himself under the covers. )

And I've been sitting at your bedside for ages, Ah-Xu.

( They both know he'd do it for longer if needed, which is why Wen Kexing feels bold enough to curl on his side, slinging an arm around Zhou Zishu's narrow-feeling waist. )

I at least waited until you were awake enough to let me, I'm not entirely a creep.
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[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-12 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
( He's so very dear, Wen Kexing feels the way his heart stutters upon looking at Zhou Zishu, as though the thing itself wanted to break it's way free from the cage of it's ribs. As though it wanted to come home, to the man before him. Unbidden he ducks closer, presses dry lips to the other man's forehead, sweet, before they find his eyelid and repeat the process, careful, light, longing wedged inside his throat.

When he speaks his voice is softer.
)

Am I? ( A beat, and then, the words gusting over Zhou Zishu's cheek. ) If this hadn't have worked, I would have followed you. Zhou Zishu, do you know what you mean to me?
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[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-12 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Neither of us can then. Or if it has to happen then we'll have to agree to go together.

( He presses his forehead to Zhou Zishu's where the other man's is tacky from sweat and his healing body. He probably doesn't feel very good. Wen Kexing should offer to bathe him, will later, once the fear settles and his need to be productive takes full reign. For now he merely wants to linger, feel that closeness. )

Ah-Xu, I really -.

( A hand, cupping Zhou Zishu's cheek, thumb against the pale bow of his lip. )

I really do.

( Nonsensical as always, but then he's tipping closer, eyes open as he presses their mouths together. The kiss is quick, butterfly light, not at all like his salacious imaginings. He seems surprised himself by it, a flicker of it in the shadow of his eyes, pulling away scant inches. And then, quietly. ) I'm not drunk this time.
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[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-16 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
( The second kiss is just as sweet, the earnest press of mouths against each other. Wen Kexing makes it deeper, more firm, caring very little for the taste of his breath or the smell of a sickbed, the facts of them barely flickering across his consciousness. He's all caught up in the joy of it instead, the fact that he is kissed back, that there is a hand on his own face, that it means something. The fact that he -. )

I love you.

( Ah, there it is. It pulls it's way from him with it's own bloodied hands, the shape of his devotion. The words themselves feel clumsy, fumbled against Zhou Zishu's mouth, and so he squeezes his eyes shut but does not pull further back from the man beside him, inhaling once, quick and shuddering. )

I -. ( Stumbling, ridiculous. ) I would do whatever you asked of me, Ah-Xu. I'd pull my heart from behind my ribs and give it to you, if that's what you wanted. I love you, and I didn't think I knew how to do that. If anyone ever hurt you I'd tear their skin from their bones with my teeth, do you -. I want -.

( A pause, eyelids flickering open again, a sigh. )

I love you.
wifedup: (xlvi..)

[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-16 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay.

( Simple, as if his voice isn't ringing with the impact of his feelings. )

It's yours anyhow, you can do with it what you like.

( And then, softer still. ) It's all right, isn't it? That I -. That it's you.
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[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-16 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
( His mouth twitches, widens a little into a small smile. )

You tried to follow me, didn't you?

( The reason he'd been dying so quick, Wen Kexing's own folly. He'd had plans too. Poisons tucked away, or the idea that he could have simply torn out his own throat somehow, lingering. No one would have been able to stop him. ) What a pair we make.

( The hand on Zhou Zishu's face moves, curls around his hip instead. )

Ah-Xu, we can be something now.
Edited 2024-01-16 17:37 (UTC)
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[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-19 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Well.

( He sounds, if anything, a little breathless, dazed. It is a strange thing to think of a life not yet lived, choices made and decisions taken. ) As proposals go I think that's a pretty sound one, don't you?

( The peek of a smile, almost shy. He shifts closer, knees touching now. It's quiet in the little room they share, and his gaze is soft when it skips over every inch of Zhou Zishu's face. )

Ah, Ah-Xu. You're so lovely.

( Even gaunt, even tired, even sick. )
wifedup: (xlvii.)

[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-21 02:44 pm (UTC)(link)
( He blinks, guilt bleeding into his expression. It's not like Wen Kexing knows what the him of the future had been thinking, but he can guess at it. Maybe he thought Zhou Zishu would never know, a flimsy excuse. Maybe he'd thought he wouldn't care. Or maybe he'd just been blinded by his need for vengeance.

For now he swallows, clears his throat.
)

I won't.

( Fake his own death, anyway. )

I wouldn't have meant to hurt you, Ah-Xu.
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[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-21 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
You shouldn't have to fight for me.

( It's quiet, a little argumentative. He knows it's ridiculous, knows that if anyone from Zhou Zishu's past came for a piece of his flesh Wen Kexing would certainly be the first to stand between them. But it is hard to see his own mistakes in that same light, hard to forgive himself for making them. )

Don't. I know you would anyway. It's just -.

( A pause. )

I didn't want that world to touch you. I wanted to pretend. It doesn't matter now. It did, and you know. I know you too. So I suppose we'll just have to be ourselves together.
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[personal profile] wifedup 2024-01-27 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
( A noise like an alarmed bird, but Wen Kexing is sitting up all the same, loosening Zhou Zishu's robes enough that the other man can shrug the layers off. His expression shifts quickly the minute skin is bared, going from curiously alarmed to wide eyed and then, furious. His hands lift, hover, not quite touching the scars. The ones left from the nails he has seen before, that fateful night that Ye Baiyi let the truth out, and though they are angrier for their removal he at least had been aware of them. There are newer ones though, and cold fury floods throughout Wen Kexing's veins, the tips of his fingers trembling.

They do not look like the marks left by a normal blade.
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Who did this? Who hurt you? I'll go back and I'll kill them.

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