This was another song full of anger and so much hurt. Lan Wangji muses inwardly as he takes his former boyfriend on the stage, singing as his husband stands at his side, clinging to his arm.
He deserved this embarrassment, though no names
were mentioned in the song. Because this was Wanyin singing, and Wanyin had always been honorable.
He knew his husband, Wei Ying, deserved it too.
Taking a silent peek at his older brother and the expression of adoration he gives to his soon-to-be husband, has Wangji tightly
clenching his fists at his side.
Wangji had always known he was the more selfish brother. He had wanted the ice cream and cake too.
Wangji feels his heart twist with deep regret in agony, as he recalls the hurt in those beautiful clematis-gray eyes as he caught him and Wei Ying together.
He recalls Wanyin's tears and screams that twisted through his eyes. How witnessing the
two of them together had destroyed something in his Wanyin's gentle soul.
Of the hurt, the deep impending betrayal he feels clawing in his chest as if trying to escape in a comprehending way he could accept, has him suffocating. The betrayal burns like lava throughout his body.
It takes root into the very marrow of his bones and settles itself next to the grief of a broken heart.
Wangji knows this is how Wanyin feels from the heavy expression he is showing.
Wanyin and him had been friends and lovers for so long that they could make out each others
naked body blind. Straight down to the last freckle. They could read each other like he and his elder brother could.
Alpha Lan Wangji returns from over seas after years and happens to meet Wei Ying at the convenience store.
The omega is as beautiful as ever. Eagerness builds into his chest and snuggles close with hope. Because finally. Finally, Wangji
could fix things with Wei Ying. Now that he understood his feelings better, and what he felt for the boy who had long ago confessed to him, was love.
Adoration.
Lust.
And several other chaotic emotions that demand to be felt.
The hope in his heartbreaks a little at Wei
Ying's next words. "Sure, I love to get coffee and catch up. Just let me call my husband and let him know. He's on the way to get our twin boys A-Yuan and A-Yi."
Right...
Jiang Wanyin. A man Wangji disliked to his core. He had hated his scowls, bitter sharp words, and the
Give me no nonsense and blunt omega dentist Jiang Cheng who has somehow found himself with the supernatural as his clientele. (They pay super well.)
(They also simp hard for their super pretty dentist whoโs entirely unbothered with sticking
his hand down a werewolfโs throat.)
The werewolf Nie Mingjue has actually creamed his pants after accidentally gagging on one of Jiang Chengโs tools and being caught off guard as the dentist shook his head and off-handedly stated. โAnd this is why Iโm glad I have no gag reflex.โ
Vampire Xichen nearly creams his pants when Jiang Cheng threatens to pull his fang if he doesnโt lay off the sweets.
Just thinking how Wen Ning is his dental assistant and a fledging Phoenix and that when he has a burning day Jiang Cheng barely blinks and just tucks chickning
'Jin Ling is going to kill me.' Jingyi thinks with a dry gulp of despair. "He's going to kill me and cut my body up in tiny little pieces, so I'll never reincarnate ever again." He moans softly.
Tears silently fall from honeydew hue eyes as the
omega stands naked in the center of the room.
He's a shivering mess of nakedness, soreness, and deep grooved love bites, as a strangely sticky but wet-like substance trickles down from between his pale legs.
His eyes had not once left the person who continues to sleep on,
unaware of the inner turmoil the only one awake was going through.
Jiang-zongzhu continues to sleep on with soft snores, as his scent of thunderstorms, sage, honey, and smoked pine-needles swirl lightly in the air with a pleased and smug undertone.
Time was strange, Jiang Cheng realizes over the years.
It was strange in the way time seemed to blur together, and suddenly years have gone on by. It was also strange in the way where sometimes it slowed itself down to the point where Jiang Cheng finds himself unable
to breathe.
Those years were the hardest.
He also learns that time is a cruel, cruel thing as the world continues on, and he's left in a standstill of pain, grief, and madness.
His grieving never seemed to stop, not even on the good days.
And for years he had been bitter,
mad, and lost.
They lied to him when they said time made things easier. That dealing with the loss would get easier.
It's agony.
It was as if someone had wrenched his heart out of his chest and pierced it with a poisoned dagger. It was as if someone had taken his golden core
#Xicheng A/B/O (Jiang Cheng) went missing when he was eighteen, leaving behind his family, friends, and boyfriend. Several years later, Lan Xichen knocks on his neighbor's apartment door to introduce himself. A completely different Jiang Cheng answers the door.)
It started with
a slap.
Jiang Cheng had been stunned as white-static like noise buzzed in his ears. Seeing his husband's apologetic expression and a promise he won't do it again had him stay.
In all honesty, he had no where else to go anyways. W
'A-Cheng, I'm so sorry, baby. My runt is coming
up, and you know how I am during that time. I promise it won't happen again.' I love you.'
Another slap followed.
And another.
Then it became fists into his thighs and his legs into his sides. Rough sex and no more love.
"Stop looking at him like that!" Xichen growled to his best friend, Mingjue.
Nie Mingjue, who had followed him to the concert of their mutual friend Jiang Wanyin and his band, Zidian, was staring hard as Jiang Wanyin did the splits on the stage without stumbling
on a single line of the song he was singing.
"I think I can politely look, considering the certain silent war you two have going on won't affect me much compared to you."
Lan Xichen gave a wince at his best friend's blunt words. For the last four years, Jiang Wanyin and him had
been friends-with-benefits to help each of them during their heats and ruts.
It's just the last year had seen Lan Xichen fall in love with the gray eyed beauty.
Then one day he decided to confess. He had it perfectly planned out, only for A-Yao to come out and confess to him.