Chapter 9
Xie Yi-jun
1304 years after The Long Night
H阨`鄋 City
For several minutes, Xie Yi-jun entertained the idea that he was actually dreaming. It felt almost beautiful enough; his lover asleep in his arms, in his bed. Both of them still glowing from a tryst that had lasted hours...
I`m either dreaming, or I am the luckiest person in the world-
As he thought this he must have moved, because Jin Songcai slowly stirred, raising his head from where he had passed out on Yi-jun`s bare chest moments before. When the man`s sapphire colored eyes found his brown ones Yi-jun simply smiled, whispering;
"I`m sorry, did I wake you?"
Songcai blearily blinked his eyes, seeming to take a few seconds to remember where he was. Yi-jun found it adorable to watch the man first notice the naked body that he was lying atop of, then Songcai gradually remembered.
Flushed cheeks growing warmer, the healer`s eyes closed again as he collapsed with a dramatic sigh onto Yi-jun`s shoulder.
"Not for too long I hope," he pouted.
Yi-jun squeezed his shoulder tightly, listening to Songcai groan.
"What is it?"
His lover huffed, quickly sitting up enough to gesture to the finger-shaped bruises on his arms. Yi-jun couldn`t help the overwhelming pride he felt at seeing them...
"You were too rough, Xie."
Gazing openly at the way Songcai`s long pale hair flowed down over his shoulder, the smooth flats and curves of his body and of course the love-bites on his neck and chest, Xie Yi-jun exhaled softly the only thing he could.A case of content theft: this narrative is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.
"You are so beautiful,"
Songcai smiled brilliantly, clearly pleased at the abrupt compliment, then his shining eyes narrowed with a mischief that the King knew quite well.
Yi-jun held his breath as the man suddenly moved, tossing a knee over his waist and pressing the King firmly against the bed while he grinned.
Songcai was staring at Yi-jun like he was still so curious about him after everything he knew, tracing the sharp angles of Yi-jun`s jaw as if painting his face.
Yi-jun stayed as still as he could, "What are you doing& Jincai?"
Sighing contently, the healer bent his head and pressed a soft kiss to Yi-jun`s cheek, after that his lips drifted away and the King had to close his eyes, hearing Songcai`s whispered words in his ear;
"Don`t you think it`s only fair that I give you some bruises too? We can have a matching set&"
Chuckling, Xie Yi-jun could only smile with Songcai`s lips upon his chin and neck-
Definitely dreaming, he thought smugly. Definitely never waking up.
After a little while of this, Yi-jun`s aching heart became too much for him to bare. He carefully grabbed Songcai`s face, bringing the man`s eyes back up to his.
Why do I always feel like an elephant is sitting on my chest when he looks at me? I`ve got it bad&
"Hmm,"
Songcai raised an eyebrow. "Hmm?"
Dragging his thumb across the man`s wet, kiss-stung lips, Yi-jun`s words tumbled out in a desperate rush; "Marry me-"
Songcai scoffed, "Ridiculous!"
Grinning, the King went on to stroke the bridge of his lover`s nose, something that never failed to make Songcai shiver and twitch.
"Marry me and I promise to bother you with endless worry for the rest of your life," Yi-jun tried again.
"You were going to do that anyway&"
"Yes, but when people ask you why you`re worried, you can say my husband instead of my King."
Songcai finally smiled at this, lovely sapphire eyes darting away shyly as if he`d just been told something far more indecent and wonderful.
Xie Yi-jun gently held him, knowing that a marriage would only be a formality at this point, since he and Jincai were of one heart&
Still, he couldn`t help but feel delighted by the mere idea.
Something someone else can see, not just him and I. A thread tying both of us to each other for the world to witness. Gods, I am blessed just to imagine-
Finally with a soft shrug, Songcai nodded.
"Alright," he replied. "I`ll call you my husband. But I won`t ever stop calling you my King."