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I have really sweet dreams on the night after I get a 19 Days update...the latest chapter made me have a very long, adventurous dream where I was the fujoshi assassin who saved all the gay princes of my country from being attacked, and I distinctly remember bringing crown prince Jian Yi to meet servant boy Zhan Zheng Xi. They were so smitten with each other that I forgot about assassinating baddies and just stared, lol.

Well, untill my mom woke me up and told me to get my ass up to school, because the final exams were starting. (凸ಠ益ಠ)凸

We need to convince Old Xian to keep drawing this Mosspaca couple because obviously it is an advertising success. Let us start a petition people! ^^

Zhan Zheng Xi doesn't quite know what to say - this wasn't what he had intended.

"Jian Yi -" He pants, bracing two palms on the heaving chest, attempting to push away the idiot who is clearly drunk to oblivion. Unclear, blurred snippets of awkward occurences in the past come to the forefront of his mind, and Zhan Zheng Xi closes his eyes when a clothed knee is forced between his legs, pushing into his groin with a sort of dizzying urgency that has him breathless and caught like a panicking, confounded butterfly.

He feels trapped, even as Jian Yi's red, striped uniform tie drags softly over the exposed skin of his neck - Jian Yi's mouth is hovering, and Zhan could see those pale lips trembling, as though he really wants to say something. In that instant, he forgets his embarrassment, and only anger envelops him like a poisonous, heavy miasma.

"You are not getting a second chance from me, you bastard." He says, and is in agony as Jian Yi only looks back at him with equally helpless eyes, rimmed with redness and tears. It gives him the impression of someone who had seen a lot of things that they weren't meant to see.

'You can't have any sympathy from me. Stop looking at me with those cursed eyes.' Zhan thinks. Damn, what the fuck had happened to the dumbass in the span of a few years to make him this...this incongruent?

"A-Xi." Jian Yi whispers, squeezing his eyes shut before his fists close around Zhan Zheng Xi's collar, nearly stangling him.

"Don't call me that."

Zhan Zheng Xi doesn't try to fight it off, merely frozen in time as Jian Yi stops mid-madness, locking his palms on his face, looking straight at his eyes with a piercing, wet gaze that has him curling his toes.

"I missed you." Jian Yi's voice is weak and fragile, so fragile that Zhan can't bear it. This breathy, tinny voice has him weak at the knees, except that he is already cornered on the crouch, with Jian Yi hovering above him. Now someone needed to make the final move - someone needed to throw the gauntlet. Zhan doesn't have anything to say - he has a lot of unresolved emotions swirling in an angry, convoluted circle in his head that he can't make sense of.

He can see himself in Jian Yi's tortured gaze now, see the anger, confusion and hurt written all over his face. How can he respond after Jian Yi had broken the promise he had kept all those years ago? The promise that he had been forced to break after Jian Yi had disappeared without any reason whatsover, leaving him to pick up the pieces of their friendship? Jian Yi's careful, unnatural touch brings him back to reality, and he wonders why his vision is so blurred - like something foreign is in his eyes.

"I spent five years trying to forget all about you." The words come pouring out, and he is beyond mortified that he can't stop it. What's the point, he thinks with a sort of evasive, humourless bitterness, what's the point when Jian Yi looks at him with wide, red-rimmed eyes, unable to comprehend the pain that Zhan Zheng Xi had gone through?

"I never forgot you, idiot." He says, and his heart contracts for a very, brief, painful moment - the very heart that he had kept in a solid fortress during those painful days where he found himself agonizing over Jian Yi's sudden disappearance from his life. He still remembers the numbness and hollowness that he was ensconced in when an officer had taken him aside, asking for details.

And now that bastard has come back, and Zhan Zheng Xi can't bear it.

"Do you have any fucking idea-" He starts, then breathes as Jian Yi buries his head into his neck. Zhan feels the rush of embarrassment conquering his face.

"Get off me." He says roughly, even as he feels the familiar, protective edge returning back to him. "Stop crying like a moron."

"I can't." Jian Yi shakes his head, and Zhan Zheng Xi feels him trembling like a frostbitten vagrant. "I'm hard."

The sound of a vinyl-record scratch. He rewinds.

"What?" He asks dubiously, even as his background becomes white noise. He is vaguely aware of something hard grinding into his inner thighs, and has to supremely reign in his self-control.

"Fuck no!"

He doesn't realize how truly strong the drunk moron is, but Jian Yi has a merciless glint in his eyes as he clambers up steadily on his body.

Fuck no -

The rest of his words die away as Jian Yi pushes his hips down like a strong wave, and morph into a moan when a determined, wet mouth latches onto the side of his neck, bruising him. Zhan Zheng Xi can barely comprehend the sequence of events through the bloody haze that his mind has settled in, and he can feel all the sexual frustration he has held in for nearly an year responding eagerly. Unconsciously, he pivots his hips up, and was met with a responsing hardness. Jian Yi is making soft, unrecognizable mumbles with his mouth.

"You-I missed y-you." He has no answer to that.

"I want to take-" Jian Yi grinds into him a little more, and beads of sweat trickle down Zhan Zheng Xi's neck. He doesn't know how to respond, only that he is burning up like he has a vicious fever, and his breaths are quickening. Sanity leaves him like vapour, and he braces an elbow over his eyes. Jian Yi lips descend on him then - he doesn't really know where this warmth, this soft, wet warmth came from. The first thought is - plain old liquor, the standard one uni students were used to stashing up under the beds, in their trunks, wherever it was convenient to hide when the warden came for routine inspection. The second thought is the soft sensation that is oh, so curiously tracing his lips, coaxing some alien feeling from him. Whatever that unnamable feeling is, it creates somersaults in his stomach. The third is the resolution that no, this isn't fucking happening.

The strength comes at the last moment, and he shoves Jian Yi off him without a second thought, and there is a spontaneous crash when the idiot falls safely on the rug below the setee, mid-laughter. Baring his teeth, Zhan Zheng Xi wipes his lips to erase that feeling. He pushes himself off the setee, frame shaking in stunned anger.

"You are angry at me now, right?" Jian Yi asks him from the ground, his teeth bloody as he grins impishly. Zhan Zheng Xi crouches, rubbing the nape of his neck with one palm and trying to calm his breaths down. He will not take out his anger on an unsuspecting, drunk idiot. He'd just forget about it.

"You bet I am." He murmurs instead, trying to forget about it. He had landed a good punch on the bastard, enough to bring him to his senses and spill blood. That is good enough, for a retribution for something trivial. Jian Yi is silently observing him from the ground, his gaze contemplative. His hair is mussed up, tie askew, and he is looking coyly at him. Waiting for him to say something. Rankled, Zhan Zheng Xi simply hauls the idiot by his sleeves, and to his surprise and chagrin, Jian Yi follows without any struggle, albeit woozily. He dumps the idiot on the bed, stopping only when the moron catches hold of his sleeve.

"Don't go."

I have to. Zhan Zheng Xi thinks heavily.

He squeezes Jian Yi's hand instead, and departs from the room, shutting the door behind him. He has no words.

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Jian Yi and A-Xi all the way. Hope you guys got a little relief in between waiting for the next chapter. I hope I made you smile, just a little bit. :)

It actually is so satisfying to see Old Xian back in action after her recovery. She slays, period.