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[fated_dance]

[ Zishu has the habit now of snuggling whomever he ends up in bed with, whether he's awake or not. Now is no different. It helps that his subconscious recognizes Xingchen's presence as safe and warm. So when Xingchen slips under the blankets with him, he only rolls over to snuggle into the comforting warmth and slipping back into a deep, healing sleep. ]

[gentledawn]

[Xingchen loves the immediate reaction and he tucks his arms around Zishu, stroking his hair and kissing his forehead. With the nails gone, he knows the dear man is finally able to sleep like he should. And he can keep watch over him, making sure everything is quiet and stable in the meantime.]

[fated_dance]

[ Not having a horrible, looming death over him helps too. Not seeing the terror in his soulmate's eyes, in his dear ones' eyes, is a precious gift. The kiss to his forehead has him hum sleepily, smiling a little. ]

[gentledawn]

[No doubt! Xingchen can't imagine living like that. It isn't really life; just a prolonged death sentence.

However Zishu is free and Xingchen laughs softly at the sleepy hum. He loves this man. In a way, Zishu has reminded him why he left his mountain the first place. So many people are in need and if he can help - even a little bit - he is content with his lot in life.]

[fated_dance]

[ He has so much to live for now! It warms him right to his soul to have people he loves so fiercely. His soulmate. Xiao Xingchen. Even Xie has become important to him. ]

[gentledawn]

[He shifts Zishu's robes just a little to see the places the nails had once been. The skin looks good and he blushes a little, patting down the fabric with a tiny smile.]

[fated_dance]

[ Those seven points are healing properly now, still a bit angry looking, but they are tended frequently to make sure they heal right.

The patting is what starts to rouse Zishu though, and he shifts, absently nuzzling Xingchen's shoulder. ]

[gentledawn]

[The red skin is to be expected, but he sees no sign of infection. Xingchen holds his breath when he feels the sleepy nuzzle. Had he woken him? His brow furrows and he rubs over Zishu's chest in slow motions.]

Rest... I'm sorry.

[fated_dance]

[ A familiar voice that means safety, just as surely as his soulmate's. So he hums, drawing in a deeper breath before going still again, fingers curling in Xingchen's clothes to hold on. ]

[gentledawn]

[He smiles and bundles Zishu in the blankets, resting back against the pillows. The hand that holds onto him is kissed and then Xingchen is still too, half-dreaming. What more can he do for his A-Shu? For his A-Xing? Anything to make them smile or laugh will do.]

[fated_dance]

[ Xingchen is excellent for snuggling~

Zishu thought so before, and will only see his thought confirmed if/when he wakes to find himself with company! All he needs though are those he cares for to be safe and happy. ]

[gentledawn]

[It's a skill he has been able to practice in this city! Xingchen kisses the top of Zishu's head now and then, letting himself fall into a meditative stance. Like this, he can pass healing energy into Zishu and help calm those still red wounds.]

[fated_dance]

[ Xingchen's energy is warm and leave Zishu in a happily humming puddle all cuddled up to him as his body heals. ]

[gentledawn]

[His energy is like moonlight, but the warmth is perceptible (instead of being nonexistent). He wraps the flowing bands of light around Zishu, bathing the dear man in it. No matter what becomes of them after this, Zishu will never be alone.]

[fated_dance]

[ How can he do anything but heal and recover when he has such strong and insistent protectors and healers? ]

[gentledawn]

[Xingchen steals a soft kiss as his light dims. Then he too rests, hugging Zishu all the while. Healing tends to make him a little dizzy, but he doesn't care. He's safe with his A-Shu.]