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13 Mar 2021
Jiang Cheng can still remember, fuck that was so embarrassing, how he let slip to his husband that he would like to have children, thank you so very fucking much.
In which husbands Lan Huan and Jiang Cheng navigate through the stages of welcoming a new member to their family while looking back at their relationship through the years.
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05 Apr 2021
Fever by bichenqings
03 Oct 2020
He couldn't quite remember which one of them got sick first--to be honest, remembering anything right now took too much effort--but he was a little bit grateful that he didn't have to suffer alone.
Jiang Cheng snuggled deeper under the blanket that Lan Huan had brought over, curling against him in a way that was hopefully comforting, before he sniffled again. Then he felt a tickle in the back of his nose and reached his arm out for the tissue box, only to find that it was too far away.
"A-Huan, can you pass me the--the--" a tissue appeared in front of his face just in time for him to blow his nose. With a voice that was significantly more stuffy than before, he muttered, "Thanks."
Lan Huan hummed noncommittally in response, obviously too tired to form words.
- Part 4 of Fever
31 Aug 2020
Jiang Cheng chuckled and put the phone on speaker, dropping it to the blankets before stretching his arms over his head. He felt his back crack pleasantly, his arms immediately feeling better after spending the last few hours stuck at the same angle while he was on his phone.
"Have you gotten out of bed today?" Lan Huan asked suspiciously.
"Nope, not yet."
Lan Huan sighed. "You can't let work take over your whole life. You know that, right?"
"I've got nothing better to do, especially with my best friend literally halfway across the world," Jiang Cheng said, then paused as a thought occurred to him. "What time is it there anyway? Isn't it past your bedtime?"
- Part 2 of Fever
10 Aug 2020
"The bathroom is over there you fuc--"
His words caught in his throat as he saw the person on the other side. He looked a lot like Wei Ying's boyfriend, but he was smiling and his eyes were somehow kind; comparatively, the most expression he'd ever seen on Lan Zhan's face was mild disdain.
Jiang Cheng must have been staring dumbly for a while because the man cleared his throat. There was a blush rising on his cheeks, and oh fuck, that was kind of cute.
"I apologize for interrupting your night. I was told that this room was where the people who were 'no fun' were supposed to go," the man said. His voice was deep and somehow just as smooth as his skin, which was flawless.
- Part 1 of Fever
14 Nov 2020
One time Lan Xichen gets drunk and one time Jiang Cheng gets drunk.
“This gentleman…” he pointed at Lan Xichen, “...hailed down a passing police cruiser, and asked us to take him home to his Wanyin-,”
The other came unsteadily across the floor, around his desk, and climbed into his lap like a cat.
Extra to the My Words Like Arrows series.
Written for JC Love Month 2020. Prompt for the day is The Lovers, (Upright meanings include Love, relationships, and perhaps reversed meanings, poor choices.