Zichen blinks and softens at the reminder, watching Xue Yang kiss his shoulder. This tenderness is sweet and he doesn't want to ever turn his back on it.
"I will be whole again. That was my request to the Admiral." he pauses, "If you choose to return, I will go back for you."
"Nonsense." Zichen tilts Xue Yang's head with his fingers under his chin, pressing a kiss to his lips, "I won't leave until you are prepared. I refuse."
"And you're not?" Zichen fires back, nipping at that tongue too, "Count your blessings and don't think about what you've lost. This is your home now and you're not alone."
Xue Yang gasps and playfully shoves at Song Lan's chest as he pretends to be offended. Though really, he's just delighted that Song Lan is firing back like that. "I'm not!"
He turns a bit more serious when Song Lan continues. "Mmm... some of the things here are more convenient. Like how water just comes out when you want it, and it's warm right away. But... I do miss some things from home."
"Nah. It's just not as good as the food from home. I wish we could just make our own food." He pouts a little. He's honestly missed cooking too. Xiao Xingchen had been a mediocre cook, sometimes downright terrible, so Xue Yang had ended up doing most of it while they lived together.
"I'll see what I can do." Zichen ends up smiling again, shaking his head, "You're making that face again. Don't be sad." he presses their heads together, "This isn't the home we know, but it isn't so bad if we work together."
Xue Yang chuckles a little. "If you're planning on cooking, I hope you're better at it than Xiao Xingchen." He slips his arms around Song Lan's neck and kisses him. "Meng Yao was able to get me some tanghulu once. I think he asked his warden to ask the Admiral?"
"I did cook in Baixue." Zichen feels a small twinge of pain at the mention of Xingchen's cooking. The fare had been plain, but it had warmed him every time.
Nuzzling his face against Xue Yang's arms, he then hums into the kiss.
"If I need to go that far, I will. Otherwise I think I will visit the kitchens myself."
It pains Xue Yang too, to think about it. He'd often poked fun at Xiao Xingchen for it, and mock-complained about having to cook when he had actually enjoyed it...
Xue Yang shakes those thoughts away and focuses on Song Lan's lips and arms and body instead. He nods and kisses him again. "Mmm... If they have the stuff needed to make it, it shouldn't be hard."
Zichen strokes over Xue Yang's cheek, his fingertips trailing down his neck. He returns each kiss and smiles when his lover comes to the same conclusion.
"My thoughts exactly. Surely I can make you something that reminds you of home."
Xue Yang smiles, a little touched by that. "That'd be nice," he says, leaning into his lover's touches. "Tanghulu's my favorite." Even if Song Lan's attempt turns out bad, he'd still appreciate the gesture.
"I'll try to make what you like." Zichen whispers, grinning at the comment, "You're smiling. That's much better." he brushes kisses over Xue Yang's face - some playful and some tender.
"Oh no, you're being sappy again," Xue Yang mock-complains, squirming on Song Lan's lap as he pretends to try and get away from the kisses, but somehow - he doesn't manage to get away from a single one!
Xue Yang can't help laughing. It's pretty crazy how quickly he'd gone from crying to laughing, but apparently Song Lan is good at cheering him up. "Mmm..." He hums into the kiss and licks over Song Lan's lips, teasing them open.
Zichen likes the sound and he welcomes the kiss, parting his lips to let his mischievous lover explore. The feeling of their tongues touching sends a shiver down his spine and he moans against Xue Yang's lips.
Xue Yang licks his way into Song Lan's mouth, his fingers sliding up into his hair and stroking through the strands. "Mnnn..." He's very glad that Song Lan has his tongue back, because it's definitely improved their kissing...
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"Mm... make sure to ask for your tongue too, in case this one only works here," he says, pressing his lips to his lover's shoulder.
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"I will be whole again. That was my request to the Admiral." he pauses, "If you choose to return, I will go back for you."
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"Well, I'm definitely not becoming a warden anyway," he says before leaning up to kiss him back.
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"I think that's for the best." he chuckles and nips at Xue Yang's lips, "Stay with Zack if you can. He cares for you."
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He turns a bit more serious when Song Lan continues. "Mmm... some of the things here are more convenient. Like how water just comes out when you want it, and it's warm right away. But... I do miss some things from home."
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"Mmhm." he does not sound convinced and his eyes sparkle playfully, "Tell me what you miss."
Maybe he can find a solution.
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Try to make the foods himself?
"Does it make your stomach hurt?"
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Nuzzling his face against Xue Yang's arms, he then hums into the kiss.
"If I need to go that far, I will. Otherwise I think I will visit the kitchens myself."
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Xue Yang shakes those thoughts away and focuses on Song Lan's lips and arms and body instead. He nods and kisses him again. "Mmm... If they have the stuff needed to make it, it shouldn't be hard."
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"My thoughts exactly. Surely I can make you something that reminds you of home."
It would be a nice change.
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This...is part of having a home.
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