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Shi Qingxuan, a dancing prodigy when he was younger. He took on every lead role in school. He had the most promising career out of the graduates. Shi Qingxuan had felt like he was at his lowest. He walked out of the stairwell. Smelling of coffee, baked goods and desperation, he dragged himself to his apartment door and unlocked the door. The moment he walked in, he tossed his keys in the key dish beside another set of keys with a fox charm on them.

A chime sounds from his phone. There is a moment of hope when he opens his email app and looks at who it’s from. Qingxuan opens the email with the swiftness of the wind. He quickly reads over the first few lines, the hope from his eyes. 

He leans against the door and slides to the ground, rereading the email that had just come. One he was waiting for all day at work. The apartment was cold, not just because heating sucked in it and it turned a pleasant autumn day in September into a cold November night.

Xie Lian had the balcony door open, allowing all the air into the apartment. This allowed for the apartment to properly ventilate when he worked with his oil paints. Xie Lian typically tries to only work on paintings while Qingxuan is away. Qingxuan heard Xie Lian take off his headphones and set them to the side, coming into the kitchen to wipe off his brushes.

“Any news?” He asked with a sweet smile.

“I didn’t get the part. They told me I was too feminine. And then at another audition I was told I was too masculine! I cannot catch a break.” Shi Qingxuan pouted, reading the email on his phone again.

It was always the same first few lines ‘Thank you for trying out at *insert company name here.* with major consideration of your past auditions, we regret to inform you.’ The word regret stung like a knife in the gut. His thing was the fact that he could be androgynous. He could fit into both male and female roles well. He has even danced female parts in the past.

“Stop that.” Xie Lian said. “You’re only going to make yourself more upset.”

“I’d feel better if I landed like the smallest part in a video or something. Then my brother can get off my ass.” Qingxuan said.’ 

“I was told my art wasn’t ‘the type of stuff they’d have in the gallery’ when they literally have Melanie Monroe’s stuff and I’m very inspired by her.” Xie Lian sighed, throwing his own phone at the counter.

He continued to wash brushes, following the proper procedure to clean the brushes. Once he finished, he put them into a jar bristle side up and sighed. He grabbed his phone and looks at the comments on his last painting. A good chunk of them were bots, wanting to repost his work. The majority were fans of his art. There was one comment that stood out the most. He looked at the account and wanted to throw his phone off the balcony.

“Looks like my instagram stalker is back. This time writing ‘I would stab you a thousand times if it meant you were mine, my beautiful flower god.” Xie Lian shivered, joining his friend on the ground.

“New account?” Qingxuan asked.

Xie Lian nods, showing Qingxuan his phone

“Explains the ‘You will perish a loss like no other and live a crippled life.’ Comment I got the other day. And all I did was post a mirror pic. I looked hella cute in it by the way.” Qingxuan said. “What is his deal anyways? I swear to god he's insane. What is this about a flower god anyways and the fact he calls you Xianle? What is a Xianle”

“Maybe he’s lonely?” Xie Lian suggested.

“That’s no excuse.”

“I know. I wish he’d go away.” Xie Lian said. 

“I wish I had sushi.” Qingxuan said.

“I want to get wasted.” Xie Lian replied.

“I want to get laid.” Qingxuan groaned.

The two let out a collective sigh. They lived in a small studio apartment meant for one bed, but somehow they made it work. Strategically placed partitions and curtains. gave both men the illusion of privacy. It was small in the sense they couldn’t see each other but they could hear each other. They worked at the cafe down the street, mostly on different shifts so they don’t see each other all the time, both incomes combined could not get them a proper two bedroom apartment.

Qingxuan scrolled through his feed for a photo of a very famous model. He was none in the world as Black water for the way his hair flowed like black water. He was posing with another model named Crimson Rain. They both posed in a mirror picture holding some designer bags. 

“He is so beautiful.” Qingxuan said. “I’d let this man do whatever he wanted to me.” 

“Would you top for him though? You do not like topping.” Xie Lian asked.

“Maybe like a one time thing.” Qingxuan replied.

“I’d let the one beside him keep me as a pet.” Xie Lian said. “Oh to feel hot again in new clothes.”

Suddenly a light bulb went off in Qingxuan’s mind.

“You know what we need to do?” Qingxuan beamed, causing Xie Lian to look at Qingxuan. “We should go shopping!”

Xie Lian arched an eyebrow. Looking at his friend’s blue eyes sparkling in the light made him smile. He shook his head. If Qingxuan was a cat, his ears would have dropped down. 

“Qingxuan, we have no money. Everything we had went to rent. We don’t even have enough for food. We skim off the leftovers at work.” Xie Lian said.

“I didn’t say we have to buy stuff. We can go to a thrift show, grab some cute clothes and try them on.” Qingxuan said. “Please, pretty please. You know you want to. We can do that trend where we pick out each other’s outfit or blind pick our own outfits. We can do a mini photo shoot! Please? pleeeeeeeeeeease?”

“Sure, what harm could it do?” He said before getting off the floor. He extended both hands to Qingxuan. In turn, Qingxuan took his hands and allowed Xie Lian to help him up from the floor. “Please let me change out of my paint clothes first.”

“Well duh. I smell of burnt coffee and I need to get the work stench off of me.” Qingxuan said.

***

Xie Lian learned one thing in his 22 year friendship with Qingxuan, and that was it is very hard to say no to Qingxuan. It was no different at the big age of 24. Xie Lian was either way too nice to his friend or his friend just knew how to work him like a fiddle. It was probably a mixture of the two. Qingxuan also found it very hard to say no to Xie Lian. 

They stood in the middle of Plato's closet as Qingxuan looked through the skirts. Qingxuan was more free with their gender expression. It wasn’t unheard of to see him rock a skirt at work, or somehow make a dress look good. This doesn’t stop the older women that frequent the cafe if he has a girlfriend or if he’d like to meet their daughters. Their favourite old lady has always said her daughter needs better fashion sense and the two men were perfect for that.

Xie Lian wasn’t as free with his clothes but he would also sometimes wear women’s clothing. At work, he looked like the average starving artist working a dead end job. Right now, Xie Lian looked like a preppy kid, wearing simple jeans, a dress shirt and a sweater vest. Xie Lian didn’t like wearing short sleeves for his own reasons. Qingxuan stood out like a punk rocker at a kpop concert. He somehow made a leather skirt, light washed jeans with holes work together with a blue plaid shirt. Under the shirt was a black crop top. Both men wore their long hair up in matching high pony tails.

“This is perfect for you!” Qingxuan took out white straight legged pants with what looked like a skirt attached to it on the back. The skirt was long and flowing with the wind. It reminded Qingxuan of Xie Lian’s favorite top. It was a simple white tip that had flowing sleeves. Upon closer inspection, the skirt portion was actually a belt that was not taken off. “Look, you can take the skirt portion off! This is so perfect. Now do we go with a blazer with no shirt underneath? No, You are too modest.”

“Modest? I see more dick than you do.” Xie Lian said. 

“You don’t dress like a ho.” Qingxuan stated. “That would give you ho energy and you’d be too powerful with no energy.”

“Is this necessary?” Xie Lian asked. “I feel like you are taking too long on my own outfit.”

“Never! I don’t get to dress you often enough. When you land that artist deal, we are going to get you a whole new wardrob-Ooooo, we could do a tank top crop top with an oversized leather jacket.” He said before shaking his head. “No. You’re too girly for that.”

“Says the one that is literally wearing a leather skirt over ripped skinny jeans.”

“That’s because I make it work. No one tells Qingxuan what they can’t wear together.” Qingxuan exclaimed to the entire store. “hmm I don’t seem to like this look either. "

“You could try this one.” A man who was the same height as Qingxuan said. He had short curly hair and wore a simple t-shirt and jeans. This would have been overlooked if Qingxuan didn’t notice the brand of the t-shirt. The man handed Qingxuan the perfect shirt. It was actually a blazer top that was cropped. It had two straps that crossed over the bare parts of the chest. Xie Lian’s eyes even beamed at the sight of said perfect shirt. Qingxuan took the shirt and handed it to Xie Lian along with the pants.

“Yes, yes. Thank you stranger! My name is Qingxuan, this is Xie Lian.” Qingxuan introduced the two. Xie Lian gave the man a small little wave.

“Quan Yizhen.” The man simply said before walking off.

“What an odd man.” Xie Lian said.

“Indeed.” Qingxuan agreed.

The two began searching for an outfit for Qingxuan. Quan Yizhen came back with yet another top, this time it was a white jacket with mesh on top. The mesh trailing down past where the hips would be and turning to a beautiful turquoise. He handed it to Qingxuan which he instantly took. It was like he had stars in his eyes.

“Oooo now this is my color! Thank you Quan. Ooo I could do it with these pants and this skirt… and what’s that!?” Qingxuan moved with grace and speed as the wind towards the men’s section to go pick up a pair of leather pants that somehow matched perfectly with the outfit he was going for. He waved at Xie Lian with a huge smile on his face.

“I’m curious, why help us sir?” Xie Lian asks, watching his friend practically dance towards the accessories.. “I fear you’ve only enabled him to act like this.”

“Felt like it.” The man patted Xie Lian’s arm that held the pants and walked away.

When Qingxuan was satisfied with his selection, the two took the time to go to the dressing rooms to try on their clothes. The two stepped out at the same time and looked each other up and down. Qingxuan did a small spin in his outfit, watching the mesh float. Xie Lian couldn’t help but to touch his exposed abdomen.

“Oh wow!” Xie Lian’s eyes sparkled.

“Am I a genius or what! That man was so right about the shirt. It looks perfect on you.” Qingxuan said before sadly sighing. He took a quick photo on his phone before twirling once more.

“I do love the outfit, it’s a shame we have to put it back.” Xie Lian’s eyes even looked sad. “These pants even have deep pockets and….”

Xie Lian rustled around in his pockets and his eyes widened. Qingxuan curiously tilted his head. Xie Lian took his hand out and found two very crisp hundred dollar bills in his pocket. Qingxuan's eyes widened in shock.

“I thought you were unlucky. I can’t take you to a casino at all.” He said, crossing his arms.

“I’m not. But hey we can get groceries without living off of scraps from the cafe.” Xie Lian said.

“Oooor we can both be a little selfish and get both outfits and groceries. We happen to be a thrift shop, these are fairly cheap. Let’s be real we don’t need 200 dollars worth of food rotting in our fridge. We can have a bigger photoshoot outside of the thrift store. We can even go out and meet some guys.”

“And get railed in the bathroom at the bar by some slightly homophobic man?” Xie Lian asked.

“That was one time and he got me the good gin.” Qingxuan spouted back. “Preferably, I’d like to get railed by someone not homophobic guy this time.” 

Xie Lian just looked at his friend.

“Come on, it's meant to be!” Qingxuan argued. 

Xie Lian just looked Qingxuan.

“Fine, we can get wasted like you want. No getting railed in the bathrooms.” 

“I really cannot say no to you.” Xie Lian said.

“Oh yay!” Qingxuan clapped. “Let’s go! I know where we can go. First China town, then the high level bridge. Oooo and maybe the ice district.”

***

After a long afternoon and evening out and about with their new found money, the two sat on the bus. They each had 4 bags of all the food they could carry. There was also a bag that had some cheap Korean wine and a few packages of weed gummies. Qingxuan leaned against his friend who was looking through the photos on his own phone. Xie Lian had the better camera on his phone so the two used his.

“I think we are good to post them. I think these ones would fit so well on your feed.” Xie Lian said.

Qingxuan nodded and tapped Xie Lian’s phone to get the photos onto his phone. Xie Lian had a nicer phone camera than Qingxuan’s. Xie Lian got a Samsung camera with amazing photo quality. The photos were instantly posted on one another's profile. The two each had over at least 4200 followers. Qingxuan naturally has more than Xie Lian.

“Yes! Let’s post them.” Qingxuan said. 

“I like this one for you.” Xie Lian said, showing a photo to Qingxuan.

Qingxuan looked through the other photos and pointed at one for Xie Lian. “This one.”

——

By the time the two got home and loaded the food into the fridge, it was around 10pm. They sat outside their building, popping an edible each.

“Cheers Bitches.” The both of them said, clanging the bottles of Korean raspberry wine before drinking more. They still wore their amazing outfits they got from the thrift store. Xie Lian snapping more photos of Qingxuan.

“Let’s go!” Qingxuan said, picking his friend up by the arm and the two were off.

***

One of the joys of where the two lived was that it was a five minute walk from whyte ave. This made things easier for the two. They were able to shop around a lot easier than places. Work was right on whyte Ave. The bars were on Whyte ave as well. It didn’t take long for the two to start to feel the effects of both the wine and the edibles. So they were off on an adventure. 

The two sang down the street arm in arm as crowds rushed around them. The entire time the two had their phones out taking photos of not just themselves but the lights nightlife around. These weren’t as polished as the ones they took earlier. They were a little more grainy and blurry. Though these photos also had an artsy feel.

“Qingxuan, do that leg thing.” Xie Lian said. 

Qingxuan new what he meant and he kicked his leg up to the sky. Arching his back and allowing the back of the jacket to do all the work. Someone gave Qingxuan a five dollar bill. Qingxuan had Xie Lian sit down until some fairy lights and took photos of him there. They walked around for another fifteen minutes before stopping in front of a bar that had the right vibe. 

“Let's go into this bar. We still have enough for 2 drinks, pool and we could probably get someone to buy us drinks.” Qingxuan said.

“Normally I would say no, but tonight we should. I am having too much fun. Remember we have work tomorrow.” Xie Lian said before getting dragged in by the wrist.

The bar was full of people their age, beautiful people their age. It was smaller and darker, with a small dance floor and of course pool tables. Qingxuan looked at Xie Lian and the first place they went to the bar. They ordered simple sex on the beaches and watched the people around.

“Anyone peaking your interest?” Qingxuan asked.

“No.” Xie Lian said.

Qingxuan laughed. “Don’t worry best friend, I think this is a friend's only night too.”

The too clinked their glasses and finished their drinks before heading to a pool table. Qingxuan put in a quarter and Xie Lian got the balls ready. They started the game, with them being high, the game took a little longer than it needed to take. Neither of them could actually hit the ball on the first try, or the fifth time. It didn’t help that Qingxuan kept laughing the entire time one of them missed. He recorded a few stories of this game.

“I don’t understand, we are supposed to be good at pool.” Xie Lian said.

Xie Lian missed the cue ball for the 8th time. Xie Lian was ready to snap his pool cue until something silver caught his eye. He looked and saw a dashing man with an eye patch sitting at the bar. His red eye were mesmerizing to Xie Lian. He pointed to Xie Lian, and the person in front looked at Xie Lian. There was something about the eyes. 

“Hun, we are drunk, we are high. We are going to suck.” Qingxuan said, jolting Xie Lian out of his trances. “I’m surprised we haven’t gotten kicked off yet. I mean, after this round, wanna go dance?”

“We might be.” Xie Lian took the pool cue and pointed towards two men with long black hair sitting at the bar. “They keep looking over and whispering.”

Qingxuan squinted to try and get a better look at them. They were stunning, one had long black hair that ran bone straight. The other, raven colored hair that layers and curlier at the end. The two looked over at Xie Lian and Qingxuan and back at each other. The two men nodded and got up.

 Qingxuan now only realized Xie Lian still had the pool cue pointing at the men. With the swiftness of the wind, he took the pool cue from Xie Lian and lined up the cue with the ball. We have to act natural, Qingxuan thought. It was like Xie Lian heard him. Xie Lian turned away, his cheeks redder than the red solid ball Qingxuan aimed for. The two tried to act as natural as they could. Qingxuan was ready to do the simple hair toss and greeting when very pretty men came and passed them, going to an empty pool table just behind them.

A huge offense was taken when the two men were ignored. Qingxuan did not work this hard for him and Xie Lian to look as hot as they did to be ignored. Especially if these men were eye fucking the two of them before getting a table. When Xie Lian took out a fan from his pocket, and aimed for the one with the wavy hair. Xie Lian, who was very proud at sinking a ball, even if the ball was the 8 ball, looked up. His eyes bugged out as he watched Qingxuan take aim and throw the fan at the heads of the two men who passed them.

“Qingxuan!” But the damage was done. Qingxuan threw the fan. 

Call it a miracle, or the winds of fate, the fan hit the one with the straight hair. The other one jumped and looked shocked. He caught the fan that fell and looked behind him to see a very panicked Xie Lian try to drag Qingxuan away. The one with the straight hair rubbed the back of his head before looking back. The two men took a double take at the two friends.

“How dare you ignore us? Are we not pretty enough for you?” Qingxuan asked. Xie Lian, laughing nervously trying to get Qingxuan away.

“I’m sorry sirs. We are very drunk and he didn’t mean to.” Xie Lian said.

The man with the curly black hair was about to speak before Qingxuan spoke. 

“Like hell I didn’t mean it. They deserve two fans to the head. If I had my regular fan, it would have hurt. Besides, they have been eyeing us all night!” Qingxuan claimed. “You said it yourself. The less they can do is give us attention.”

“No, there is a misunderstanding.” Xie Lian said, making some headway of getting Qingxuan out of there. Please shut the fuck up. Xie Lian thought.

The two men took one step towards the other two. The two didn’t look entirely impressed that they were being yelled at by two men who were clearly having a fantastic night. This was when Qingxuan’s senses kicked in and he blinked. He grabbed Xie Lian’s arm with a strong grip.

“Oh fuck, I’m an idiot. Run!” And with an ungodly speed, Qingxuan and Xie Lian made their way to the doors. The one man with the eye patch reached out his hand to try and stop them, but the two were too fast. By the time those two who got hit in the head with the fan got out of the bar, Xie Lian and Qingxuan were long gone.

***

Half an hour later, on a retaining wall beside their building, the two friends were laughing. They grabbed yet another bottle of Korean wine and began drinking that. 

“Did that really happen?” Xie Lian asked, tears in his tears.

“I think the last time I did something like that, we were being chased in the jungle. One of the spirits shot an arrow and marked my face, so I blew them away with my wind.” Qingxuan said.

“What are you talking about?” Xie Lian asked.

“I don’t know. I am drunk and happy! weeeeeeee.” Qingxuan leaned back onto the grass behind them.

Qingxuan took his phone and started recording a video. He made some cute poses, one with a peace sign, one with a heart and a half heart. He turns to Xie Lian who was texting someone. He decided Xie Lian needed to be in this video too. Qingxuan made a half heart with his hand and placed it on Xie Lian’s cheek. He brought Xie Lian into the view of the camera. Xie Lian puffed his cheeks up like a chipmunk.

“Did you know that this man has been my bestie forever. It’s like our friendship has transcended lifetimes.” The very intoxicated man said. “And his hair is so long. Like I am jealous, you can braid it in so many ways. And it’s natural.”

“Your hair is also long and black like a night sky and also natural. You do many cool things with your hair. I’d wait 800 years for a friendship like this.” Xie Lian said and giggled. “My ride or die. He’s my wind master, sending me to the skies!”

“And you’re my flower crowned scrap god.” Qingxuan said, kissing Xie Lian’s cheek. Qingxuan had stopped recording.

“Wait, why am I a scrap god?” Xie Lian asked, looking a little sad.

“Because you are scrappy.” Qingxuan said.  

“Don’t post that.” He told Xie Lian, while hitting the post button on his own phone. “This is just for us.”

“I won’t.” Xie Lian said.

Chapter Text

“Gege!” Hua Cheng called out, looking for the two men with the long hair.

The crowds of the night were larger than expected. A lot of people wore blue hockey jerseys and celebrated a win that happened away from home ice. It wasn’t a surprise that the two men evaded Hua Cheng. What was a surprise was how fast the two were. 

“You keep slipping through my fingers.” Hua Cheng whispered

He looked at his hand that had the red string still tied to his finger. Looking back over to He Xuan, who just exited the bar with a basket full of chicken wings and the fan in his hand. He Xuan opened the fan and took a look at it. The handle was black, the fan itself was a plain white fan.

“Gone?” He asked.

Hua Cheng only needed to nod.

“We are sure it was him?” He Xuan asked, taking a bite out of a wing. “All we have is a fan. We can use it on the friend to gain the whereabouts-“

“I only want to use it if they are in danger. There is no way we are the only ones who are looking for them. If I had to hazard a guess, we aren’t the first ones to find them either.” Hua Cheng explained. “We are here for at least 3 months to help out that hockey wife with her clothing campaign and my debut gallery show. Time is on our side.”

“Are you certain there’s danger? I haven't felt anything strange.” He Xuan asked.

“Him and windmaster broke back into the wheel of reincarnation, whether they are aware of it or not. Others will want to know how it’s done.” Hua Cheng said. “I’m on good authority Xie Lian is here. Once we find him, we will find windmaster.”

“Please humour me.” He Xuan took another bite. “What if it wasn’t them who broke the wheel, but them being here is just a by-product?” 

“It’s not impossible.” Hua Cheng said. “Time will tell.”

“I can’t believe that bastard threw a fan at my head.” He Xuan said. “What possessed him to do so?”

“You heard him, you didn’t think he was pretty enough to talk to.” Hua Cheng laughed.

“He was very pretty.” He Xiang took a deep breath and smiled, “You know, that’s something Qingxuan would have done too.”

“Throw a fan at your head because you didn’t call him pretty?” Hua Cheng asked.

“It’s happened a few times, in both forms.” He Xuan admitted. “Anyways, let’s go back in. I’m starving, and their wings are to die for.”

***

“You two are so lucky that you’re the most beloved waiters we have here.” A lady no older than 55 said, pacing back and forth in the break room. “If it was anyone else, you two would have been fired for being not only 2 hours late but also showing up in the state you two are. You two also had me worried. Violence against the LGBTQ+ community has sky rocket and thought you two got seriously hurt.”

The two had woken up in Qingxuan’s bed fifteen minutes prior to arriving. Bridgerton was still playing in the background on a mini projector when Nora, their boss who was rightfully scolding them, called for the 15th time. The two of them looked worse for wear. Xie Lian wearing a lopsided ponytail, Qingxuan having the eyeliner he wore from the night before running down his eyes. He even looked like a raccoon, a cute but very messy raccoon.

“It doesn’t matter the state we are in, what only matters is us.” Xie Lian said. Causing both Qingxuan’s and their boss’ eyebrows to raise.

“I know you don’t go on benders often but are you good?” Qingxuan asked.

“Well the state of you matters when it comes to work.” Nora said. “You two look like road kill. Did you two piss off a hellhound or something?”

“More like two demon kings.” Qingxuan said under his breath.

“I am deeply sorry Nora for being less than acceptable today.” Xie Lian bowed his head.

“I am also sorry for making you worry. It was never our intention.” Qingxuan also bowed his head.

Nora let out a big sigh and handed the two men bowls of chicken soap and two Americanos. Their eyes lit up at the sight of this, clapped their hands together and thanked her for the food and dug in. They forgot their manners before being smacked in the back of the head with a spoon.

“Thank you, Nora.” The two said, getting a satisfied smile.

“Take an hour to get sorted. I have Qiunqiu and his friend covering the two of you. They need the experience and they want tickets to see that Machine gun Kelly concert.” Nora laughed. “Plus I think you two would be better off doing dinner service since you’re a couple of stars.”

“I get we are pretty, and somehow popular on instagram but we are hardly famous.” Qingxuan muffled with face full of soup. This resulted in getting smack upside the head.

“Don’t talk with your mouth full. Don’t tell me your brother forgot his manners too.” Nora scolded. “The photos and the video you guys posted got super popular. And since people know you from the cafe, we’ve been getting a lot of business.”

Xie Lian made sure to swallow before daring to speak.

“What video?” Xie Lian asked.

“Oh my heavens. Do I also need to go over social media use with you two as well? You two are grown men. It’s like I have five children and not three. Qingxuan called you a flower crowned god and you called him your wind master.” Nora giggled. “It was honestly the cutest thing.”

Like a car starting up after sitting idle for months, the two slowly realized what she was talking about. Sure enough, Qingxuan checked his phone and gasped. The drunken video he took last night was going viral sitting at 750k views. The photos also got about 500k views. Typically his videos and photos would get 3k views. The follower count got to about 12.7k overnight.

He looked at Xie Lian’s page and he too saw an uptick in views and likes. He still had less followers than Qingxuan by about 900 followers, but more people were seeing his work. Xie Lian looked over at the screen and couldn’t help but smile. The numbers were looking really good for both of them. This was the luck they needed. 

“I thought I told you not to post the video.” Qingxuan said.

“I didn’t.”

“You said you wouldn’t.”

“It’s in your instagram feed.” Xie Lian pointed out.

Qingxuan was about to speak and then shut his mouth. Xie Lian was right, this was Qingxuan’s mistake. They were taking so many photos with Xie Lian’s camera that he thought it was taken with his phone. Xie Lian and Qingxuan took a few bites of their hangover soup before the realization struck.

“Wait, if this is going viral, then that means….”

Xie Lian quickly got out his phone right as the name ‘Mu Qing’ appeared. Xie Lian answered it.

“Hi mom.”

Qingxuan could hear the other person on the other line. He first yelled at Xie Lian for calling him mom. He then was scolding Xie Lian with a caring tone. Asking if the two were at least safe, if they did anything incredibly stupid. Before Xie Lian could say no the fan throwing played in his mind.

While Xie Lian was on the phone, calming down their other friend, Qingxuan looked at his DMs. There were a lot more than usual. Qingxuan has learned the hard way not just to open any message up. A good portion of the messages were super sweet. There was one name that had caught his eyes: Yizhen. The name of the little man from before, the one who found the pieces the two wore.

He opened up the message and gave the message a once over. He opens up his profile to see a dashing man wearing suits, posing with the likes of… his brother. But not in a familiar way. He looked at the pictures and made out that the photos were a behind the scenes of a photoshoot and he was the one holding the camera. This either looked legit or was about to get incredibly creepy.

He flipped through other posts, some with other TikTok influencers, one with a kpop band. He’d even taken photos of Black water and Crimson Rain. There were quite a few photos with Crimson rain and Black water. In fact the recent drop of photos were taken by… Quan Yizhen! There was no way. Qingxuan moved to Blackwater’s profile and sure enough, at the bottom of his most recent photoshoot are the photo credits going to Quan Yitzhen.

Qingxuan opened the dm and read it.

‘It’s not everyday that I intrude on a couple shopping but there was something about you two that drew me to you. I was hoping you two were going to be extraordinary. After seeing the photos,  I’m glad to see that I was right. I’ll be in Edmonton for a few months and would love to get a chance to shoot both you and your friend. Get back to me at your earliest convenience.

PS, you’re welcome for the cash.’

“Xie Lian..” Qingxuan called.

“I’m right here.” He said “What’s up?”

As Qingxuan was about to speak, a text message came in. The song his phone made only belonged to a man Qingxuan was hoping not to talk to. He sighed, and Xie Lian looked at Qingxuan’s phone. He opened up the message from his older brother.

‘Wednesday, lunch. I’ll be sending a car at 11am.’ The text read.

Qingxuan began to type his ‘sorry, I can’t make it.’ Text before another one popped up.

‘No negotiation.’

“I guess I’m having lunch with Ge… I don’t understand how he knows my schedule.” He looked back at his phone, and lit up again. She showed Xie Lian his phone. “Look! We finally have luck by our sides!”

Xie Lian looked at the DM and smiled. Finishing up the rest of the soup before taking a napkin and wiping his face. Xie Lian took his own phone out and looked at the DMs. Sure enough he too got the same message, word for word. This could have been a group chat, he thought to himself.

“We should go talk with the photographer.” Xie Lian smiled. “I think it’ll be fun and who knows, maybe it’s something we need to do.”

“Do we go tomorrow or Thursday?” Qingxuan asked.

“I say Thursday.” Xie Lian said, still looking at his phone. “Gives us time to prepare questions. Plus if it doesn’t go well, it’s one less thing your brother has to know.”

“I’ll message him back now.” Qingxuan said, his fingers working that keyboard fast.

***

Generational talent. These were the two words to describe Shi Wudu. Playing for the Oilers alongside other talented players. They were called the Greek gods of hockey, which was weird because only one was half white. Qingxuan on the other hand called them tumors. 

Lunch with Shi Wudu meant one of three things. One, it was a birthday or something obituary to celebrate. Usually it means Qingxuan, his brother, Xie Lian and some hockey players go out for sushi. It was something they haven’t done for almost two years since Qingxuan had what his brother called ‘an episode.’ Two, there was news that Shi Wudu had to deliver to his brother. So they go out to the nicest restaurant on their own, and he drops a bomb. For Shi Qingxuan the bombs were Shi Wudu’s contracts being extended and not him being traded to a new team. The biggest bomb drop was when Qingxuan’s reason to come to games got traded.

The third thing was them sitting in the unfinished eating area of Stantac tower with food from a mall five minutes away. This place was chosen because it was close to Shi Wudu’s house, they attracted less attention downtown in the tower, and security was just a call away. Shi Wudu was six years older than Qingxuan and Xie Lian. Stood about one inch  taller than his younger brother. Shi Wudu wore his hair short and tended to wear more casual clothing with a designer brand. Today, he wore a sweater with a pair of dark jeans and red button shoes. 

Qingxuan, who normally dressed in more feminine clothing, or didn’t shy away from experimenting with clothes also wore an oversized sweater, dark jeans and running shoes. Xie Lian wore a long sleeve shirt, a sweater vest with black dress pants and boots. Xie Lian had his giant sketch book in his hand. Xie Lian wore a white beret. Qingxuan wore his hair up in a simple ponytail while Xie Lian had it down. Qingxuan felt like a rich kid about to get scolded for using the credit card too much.

The two men sat across the older men, his arms crossed. The two looked like children about to get scolded. Neither of them dared pick up a fry or something to eat in fear they would incur Shi Wudu’s disappointment. They sat in silence for five minutes. Qingxuan broke the silence, grabbing a cheeseburger and biting into it.

“This has been a productive lunch.” He said with his mouth full.

“Where did your manners go?” Shi Windu asked. “You were not raised by wolves.”

“Nora asked me the same thing on Sunday.” Qingxuan kept stuffing his face. 

“I was hoping it was going to be just us.” Shi Wudu said, staring at Xie Lian who looked at the nuggets like they were possibly his last meal.

“I wanted to do some sketching today so I came along.” He said, hesitantly picking up the nuggets in front of him. Shi Wudu gave a slight nod to Xie Lian.

“I got them for you, so eat up. You two look thinner and thinner each time I see you.” Shi Wudu said.

“You can’t just order something for him and be disappointed when get comes.” Qingxuan pointed out. “If you didn’t want him here, why do you order it?”

“Because I knew you’d bring him. I’m not going to let him go hungry. He’s like… another little brother. But less of a trouble maker.”

Xie Lian didn’t know what to say to that.

“Speaking of trouble, could you give us a moment Xie Lian? I promise it won’t be long and you can have your model back in a moment.” Shi Wudu asked. Xie Lian looked at Qingxuan and back at Shi Wudu. Qingxuan smiled and mouthed ‘I’ll be fine.’

Xie Lian nodded and got up. He walked about ten feet away from the other two and stood at a standing table. Xie Lian holding his sketch book close to his chest. He found a place to sit and sketch out a few people. The two brothers were still talking.

Xie Lian felt so out of place. This part of town had some of the richest people living here. Mainly from the financial sector. Other people who lived here were NHL and WHL players on contract. Shi Windu lived in the buildings along with other players Xie Lian was familiar with. This part of town also had the poorest people living here as well. Mainly community members who lived on the streets. He tapped his fingers on the table, waiting to be summoned back to the table where the two brothers spoke.

Shi Wudu treated Xie Lian like a distant cousin. There was a time where he had to go to the ER and Shi Wudu not only made sure Xie Lian got there, but made sure he got the best treatment they could give him. When he was forced from his apartment with nothing but the clothes on his back, it was Shi Wudu who helped him get his stuff. It was out of character for him to exclude Xie Lian from a conversation.

Xie Lian looked over to the brothers, there were hand movements but nothing too dramatic or exciting. “Maybe a walk would be nice.” He told himself.

Xie Lian did a sharp turn and took one step before bumping into something solid. It was accompanied by the sound of jingles. He shook his head and looked up at the 6’2 tall man in front of him. Long raven black hair, an eye patch around his left eye. There was something eerily familiar about this man. Xie Lian went red like this man’s outfit and jumped back, bowing his head.

“I am sorry. So sorry, so so sorry.” He said, continuously bowing his head down. After five more bows the man caught Xie Lian’s shoulders.

“The fault was mine. Are you hurt?” This man’s voice made Xie Lian melt. Xie Lian looked into his eye, noting that he wore an eyepatch and the one eye he had was actually red. Not brown, or eyes someone whose albino would have. No, he had a crimson red eye.

“I.. should have been watching where I was going.” Xie Lian smiled nervously at the stranger. “It’s been a day, or well week really.”

“I’m more mad that I possibly hurt you.” The stranger said.

“I can take a beating.” Xie Lian said before realizing what he had said. “Not that I get beat regularly. I just mean I’m not as fragile as I look.”

“Well, I wasn’t watching where I went either. Tell me, are you an artist?” He asked, pointing at his sketch book. Xie Lian’s eyes beamed at the question.

“I am! Or well trying. You know what they say about starving artists.” Xie Lian said. “Would you like to see?”

“Of course.” He smiled. Xie Lian first hand the book to the stranger.

 Before he could take it, Xie Lian opened it for him. The man chuckled and opened up his sketch book and gave it to the stranger. He looks at the first drawing and his eyes sparkle in amazement. He flipped through another page and was shocked. A lot of these drawings were scenes from when the martial god Xie Lian was alive. There were even some of windmaster. Although the ones of windmaster looked older, more modern. Come to think of it, Xie Lian looked older as well. 

“Xie Lian.. what a beautiful name.” The stranger said. “I didn’t expect to see a Chinese name here. I heard most kids here grew up with an English name.”

Xie Lian feels the blood rushing to his cheeks.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been told my name is beautiful.” He admitted.

 He was always told his name was strange as a child. There were even some professors at the university that made the same comments. His parents sticking to his cultural roots would always be considered strange. Thankfully he had his best friend that also had a ‘strange name’ to depend on

“Well it is beautiful.” The stranger said, moving to another sketch.

“What is your name?” Xie Lian asked. “I think it’s only fair since you know mine.” 

“Hua Cheng, but you can call me San Lang.” The stranger soon had a name. Xie Lian shouldn’t have thought of it as strange. It’d make sense for someone presumably from China to have a Chinese name. Xie Lian said his name mentally in his head. For a moment, Xie Lian was teleported to the back of the wagon. Looking at a male figure dressed in red. Xie Lian was going to save that image in his mind and paint it later.

“Xie Lian.” His own snapped out of the moment. He looked as San Lang went through half of his sketch book. “These are beautiful.”

“My actual work is on instagram. I could give it to you if you’d like.” Xie Lian sheepishly smiled, his cheeks going a deeper red.

“Yes please.” He said, handing Xie Lian his phone. 

Xie Lian took his phone from his hand, lightly touching his fingers. A vision came before his eyes. A man in red takes Xie Lian’s hand and leads him out of a carriage. The man exchanged no words but safely guided Xie Lian to the place he’d needed to be. Xie Lian snapped out of it and quickly put his handle into a search bar and found his profile. He handed it back to San Lang who smiled.

“Well you’ve found yourself another fan of your work.” San Lang smiled. “Do I have your permission to DM you?”

“Yes please do!” Xie Lian was shocked when San Lang asked. 

“I shall do that then.

“I mean, if you’re free right now, I could whip you up a quick sketch.” Xie Lian offered. He’s normally not this bold to make even the smallest of passes but something about this man.

“I’d love that.” Hua Cheng said. 

“Let’s go over here. The lighting here is better.” Xie Lian said, taking the man over to a table. 

“Should I do a pose?” Hua Cheng asked.

“No, come as you are.” Xie Lian blushed.

The two sat across from each other, the light pouring in from behind Hua Cheng. It gave him an angelic goal that didn’t match him. It was heavenly, almost too heavenly. It could just also be Xie Lian thinking the man is very good looking.

“So, what brings you here? You’re not a hockey player and you don’t seem to be a tech guy.” Xie Lian said, still looking at his paper.

“I’m staying at one of the suites for about three months. Maybe more if needed. I’m on contract right now.” He said. “What about you? You stick out like a heavenly official in a ghost city.” 

“My friend was summoned, and I came with him as emotional support.” Xie Lian said. “But I was shooed away like a dog.” 

“You are no dog.” Hua Cheng said. 

“Why thank you for that.” Xie Lian said before looking up. 

For some reason, the lights caught in his eye made the most beautiful red. Xie Lian didn’t think to bring colors so he could capture it. He could possibly ask for a photo but decided against it. That would be awkward to ask someone on the first encounter. The only thing that Xie Lian could think of was.

“He is so fucking hot.” He said out loud. 

Xie Lian instantly slapped his hand over his mouth. He wanted to crawl into a hole and die. He wanted to go cry and laugh in that hole. He knew his face just went as red as a beet. The man couldn’t help but laugh. 

“That’s not the first time this has happened.” He said. “But I think you’re pretty too.”

Xie Lian blushed and went to say something. 

SLAP!

Xie Lian and San Lang turn towards the source of the slap. To their shock, Qingxuan is laying on the ground, holding his cheek. He looked up at Shi Wudu who looked to be wildly upset. His hand shaking, tears wanting to form in his eyes. Qingxuan was on the ground, shaking. 

“I’m sorry, give me a moment.” Xie Lian said. “I need to check on him.”

Xie Lian got up and rushed to Qingxuan. Hua Cheng crossed his arms and smirked to himself.

“Nothing has changed.”

Chapter Text

Qingxuan watched Xie Lian sulk away from him and his brother. Qingxuan was a little confused on why he asked Xie Lian to leave when he said Xie Lian could come. Shi Wudu looked at his phone for a moment and began typing. He was always in business mode. The man munched on his burger when Shi Wudu spoke.

“So, how have you’ve been?” Shi Wudu asked.

“I am doing good.” Qingxuan said, putting down the burger and began stuffing some fries into his mouth. “Been getting some fabulous tips. Give it a few months and we can afford a 2 bedroom.”

“You two can live in one now. There’s plenty available here.” Shi Wudu said, putting the phone in his pocket. “I’ve offered to even cover the rent. I do get a discount.”

Qingxuan shook his head, he looked around to see where Xie Lian might be. Xie Lian was sat making some sketches of things and people are him. 

“Why not? You guys were open to it when you graduated.” Shi Wudu asked.

Qingxuan grew stiff, going through acceptable reasons to say no. Shi Wudu was right, they were open to moving into the sky suites. It wouldn’t have been on the same level of his brother so they could have their own life. What Shi Wudu didn’t know was that everything changed one night.

“We’d want to pay our own way. We can’t do that here.” Qingxuan said. 

There wasn’t a lie in his statement. The main reason was that he knew one player that lived there. Qingxuan did not want to give this man any more access to him than needed. Not that this man needed any access to Qingxuan. He also didn’t want to be that family member that lived off his famous family member.

“I don’t want to be dependent on you forever. I get you’re my brother and you make an insane amount of money.” Qingxuan didn’t exactly lie. It wasn’t the main reason but it was reason enough. “But I do want to make it on my own. 

“There are others who live here too. Pei Ming and Sun Longwei both live here too. And both can help out.” Shi Wudu pointed out.

“Besides, I’ve done a very good job of not being ‘Windu’s little brother.’ Here.”

“I have paid your rent countless times. I really don’t mind. I can keep a better eye on the two of you. I know Xie Lian doesn’t have any family, except for that rockstar dickhead who lives in LA. So he’s basically family. He started calling me Ge, I wouldn’t bat an eye.” Shi Wudu took a bite out of his lunch. 

Hearing Shi Wudu say that made Qingxuan very happy.

“Can we table the apartment please?” Qingxuan asked. “I know that’s not why you brought me here.”

“You are correct. As your Ge, I worry about you.” Shi Wudu said. He put the burger down and leaned in. 

“Posts like what you two did isn’t something that isn’t unusual. I'm worried about the virality of the posts.” Shi Wudu stated. “Especially since you aren’t gender conforming.” 

“It’s called gender unconforming but I understand where you’re coming from.” Qingxuan said. 

“I want you two to be safe.” Shi Wudu said. “And stop dragging Xie Lian along with your antics.”

That’s where he was wrong. Xie Lian gladly went along with his antics. If there was ever a time Xie Lian said no, Qingxuan wouldn’t force him.  The same with Xie Lian, he wouldn’t make Qingxuan do something he wouldn’t want to do. Though most of the time, it was Qingxuan doing the dragging. They normally wouldn’t make their antics as public as they did. Or they would make sure Shi Wudu didn’t get word about said antics. Qingxuan felt a calm in the conversation. He eased up, taking a sip from his drink.

“Sooooooo, did you see them?” Qingxuan asked. “What did you think?” 

“We had just taken off from LA. You two pulled those outfits off. It looked like you had a lot of fun.” Shi Wudu took a sip of his drink. “It was how I found out about the posts that I didn’t like.” 

“And here I thought you had notifications on for every time I post something.” Qingxuan said. “Wait, how did you find out? Did someone do a homophobic?”

“A what- Nevermind.” Shi Wudu said. “No, nothing like that. We weeded those out after… Ming Yi.”

“Ah. At least his death did something good. It took his death to shift hockey culture in that way. Now we just need to work on the rampant rape culture.” Qingxuan put on a fake smile. “Who’s going to die for that one?” 

“Shi Qingxuan.” Shi Wudu used his full name. 

“Sorry, sorry.” Qingxuan sunk into the couch. “How did you find out about the post?" 

“Monty, one of the players had the photos show up on his feed after take off. It was about five minutes after we were at cruising altitude when tuned into the conversation.” Shi Wudu took a sip of his drink like it was a drink of courage. 

“It was 4am, I wanted to sleep. Those assholes were too loud. Anyways, I kept hearing Sun Longwei talk about these long legs. How good they’d look wrapped around his waist. Then he'd like to wrap his hand around their neck. I got curious, looked and realized who it was he was talking about, I exploded. I punched him in the jaw.” Shi Wudu explained. “He said he had no idea it was you and never saw your face, and that him and Monty just saw the photos and not the names.”

Qingxuan’s blood ran cold and he did everything to not tremble. Sun Longwei was Shi Wudu’s go-to defencemen in the team. Nicknamed the thunder lord or thunder master. He won the captain’s C over his own brother, which shocked everyone. He is half Swedish, half Chinese. A very beautiful man. Blonde curly hair, dark brown eyes that swallow people whole. His body was made by the gods themselves. He is one of Shi Wudu’s best friends. Shi Qingxuan on the other hand, is terrified of Sun Longwei.

“Why was he on my page?” Qingxuan asked coldly.

“You know half the team follows you. They love you two and some of the younger ones miss the both of you.” Shi Wudu said. “And besides, he found the photo on Monty’s account on his phone.” 

“They can stay far, far, away from me and Xie Lian!” It was almost like an angry gust of wind blew through the tower as everyone around them shivered slightly.

“Di, there is no need to be upset. I’ll talk to them.” Shi Wudu’s words felt empty.

“No need to be upset? They can stay far from me too. Especially the ‘thunder lord.’”

The statement caught Shi Wudu off guard. He stumbled a little bit with his words. Not knowing what to say to that. Qingxuan wishes Shi Wudu would ask why he doesn’t hang out with him as much anymore. He wished Shi Wudu would ask what happened. Not that Shi Wudu would do much, ‘teammates stick together.’ It was something Sun Longwei promised Qingxuan.

“Di, I have it covered. Please do not worry, they aren't going to do that again.” Shi Wudu tried to reason with Qingxuan.

“No, you can’t just tell me not to worry because your teammates won't be perverts in front of you? What about when the doors are closed. I'm positive at least one of them jerks off to photos of me.” Qingxuan accused.

“Well yes, I suppose you're right. I can't stop them from doing it behind closed doors, but they’d never act on it.”

“Are you sure about that?” Qingxuan asked.

“I mean, Pei Ming would never.” Shi Wudu said quietly.

“Sure, bring him up, he wasn’t mentioned once. Because Pei Ming is the exception, he’s known you the longest. Most of that team has known me since before I turned 18. Since before you turned 18.” Qingxuan grabbed his things and got up. “Yes, Xie Lian and I are being safe. We got the clothes from a thrift shop, it just happened the clothes we picked out were fancy. We got the talk from Nora and Mu Qing already. I’m pretty sure Feng Xin will also have a nice chat too. Thank you for lunch.”

“Sit back down, I am not done talking.” Shi Wudu looked visibly upset.

“I can’t listen to you anymore.” Qingxuan said. “It’s not my fault they can’t think without their dicks.”

“Qingxuan.” He said. “Sit. I don't understand why you are reacting like this.”

“No, I’m not going to listen to you make excuses for Sun Longwei because you have feelings for Pei Ming!” Qingxuan raised his voice slightly. Not a full yell but a challenge of authority.

In one fluid motion, Qingxuan was on the ground, cheek stinging, Shi Wudu looking distressed and shaking. One second, two seconds, three seconds and it registers what had happened. Qingxuan just blinked, getting up from the ground.

“Di, I am so, so, so sorry. Please, I didn't mean to.” Shi Wudu tried to help his brother up. Qingxuan just swiped his hand away. People stopped whatever they were doing to watch. Qingxuan got up quickly, hoping to get less eyes on the situation. One post could destroy Shi Wudu’s image.

“Ge, I don’t really want to see you right now.” He said, tears in his eyes. “I need a moment.”

Qingxuan walked away from his brother. Xie Lian, leaving the dashing man in red for five seconds, comes up. He places his hand on Qingxuan’s arm to soothe him. Qingxuan gently pushed Xie Lian’s arm away.

“Thank you, but I just need a moment alone. I won’t leave without you.” He said, looking over to the man in red. “I don’t want to interrupt what is happening over here.” with a wink and a smile. The emotion and the face did not match the tears streaming down Qingxuan’s face. Before Xie Lian or the stranger could protest, Qingxuan ran out of the eating area to go downstairs and out into the plaza.

Qingxuan took in a deep breath the moment he got outside. He sat down on a bench, head in his hands taking in the surroundings. Many thoughts ran in Qingxuan’s mind. Why did he say that to his brother? Why was he so defensive over what his brother said? Who was the man in red talking to Xie Lian?

Logically, Qingxuan knew he was in the wrong for what he said. Logically he knew he shouldn’t have been slapped. But he was an emotional wreck.

Qingxuan sat out there for five minutes, listening to the sounds around him. He found comfort in finding the wind and listening to it howl through the buildings. It was like the wind was his friend trying to sooth him. A sweet melody was sung through the plaza. He closed his eyes and allowed the wind to tell him where it was coming from. It had to be close since he could hear it. Although it seemed like no one else heard this sweet melody.

Qingxuan's eyes opened to one of the alley ways by the plaza. A man wearing all black with long straight black hair sat with his back towards Qingxuan. He had a guitar in his hand, strumming along to a song Qingxuan hadn’t heard before. He slowly approaches the man, not wanting to out right scare him. As he got to about five feet away the strumming and singing stopped. Qingxuan had also stopped when the man turned to look at him.

“Oh, I’m sorry to disturb you.” Qingxuan bowed.

When he looked up, it clicked who the man was singing. The famous model taking the world by storm right now, known as Black Water. They just stared and blinked once. His golden, almost yellow eyes were pulling Qingxuan deeper and deeper into his stare. He almost wanted to walk up to the man and just touch his face. Qingxuan never noticed just how pale the man in the photos was, but in the sunlight, he looked like a marble statue. Qingxuan was so fixated on this man’s looks that he didn’t notice the man got up from his spot and walked up to him.

“Are you ok?” He asked.

“Huh?” Qingxuan came back to reality. He felt a wetness on his cheek and quickly whipped it away.

“Oh, ahahahaha. It’s nothing. Just brother drama.” Qingxuan looked away. “Again, I am so sorry to-“

Qingxuan didn’t expect the man to wipe away the other tears falling from his face. Qingxuan just stared at him, mouth opened and zero thoughts in his head. Black water stopped wiping away his tears and looked at Qingxuan. 

“Better. Now I can see your eyes better.” Black water gave the smallest smile.

“Oh… umm.. thank you…?” Qingxuan had no clue how to respond. 

“Hmmm…” The man hummed.

He reached out and grabbed a piece of hair that wasn’t in Qingxuan’s ponytail and twirled it around his finger. Qingxuan began to register what had just happened and what was happening. His cheeks turned red and he could feel the steam come off his cheeks.

Qingxuan didn’t know if he should be scared and run, or what. Instead his heart thundered in his chest. Then their eyes locked onto each other and despite every fibre in his body, he couldn’t look away from the man. He was just that stunning, dangerously stunning. 

“I’m surprised you heard the song I was singing.” He said. His voice was low, and sent shivers down Qingxuan’s spine.

“This is going to sound silly, but the wind carried your voice to me, and I followed it. I’m surprised no one else heard it. You have a good singing voice and it wasn’t like you were mumbling.” Qingxuan smiled.

“Maybe the song was meant for one person…” The stranger in black smiled. “And only one person was meant to hear it.”

“Oh! Like a siren call!” Qingxuan exclaimed. “That is also a very smooth line. Not that you need to use such lines. You are very pretty.”

The man at first looked dumbfounded. There was no way he didn’t pick up on the obvious pick line. Or the fact that line was meant for him. He wasn’t supposed to respond like that. Then he burst out laughing. “I don’t hold a candle to you.” He said, letting go the hair he was holding.

Qingxuan was about to say something before his phone started ringing. He looked down and saw Shi Wudu calling. The man looked at the phone screen and didn’t look pleased. Qingxuan turned his back to the stranger and picked up the phone. The stranger could hear Shi Wudu on the other side, although it was very muffled.

“I’m not far…… I’m coming, im coming….. it’s whatever, I shouldn’t have said what I said……. Give me like three minutes….. I’ll see you soon Ge.” Qingxuan hung up and turned around to bid the stranger farewell. But he had simply vanished. Qingxuan blinked and then headed back to the Santac tower

Qingxuan was met with Shi Wudu being consoled by Xie Lian. Xie Lian looked up and gestured for Qingxuan to sit on the couch opposite of him. It felt weird having Xie Lian across from him. It seemed that the slap left Shi Wudu spiraling. He looked up at his brother and took in a big breath.

“I’m sorry for hitting you. I shouldn’t have done that, no matter how mad I got at you.” He said.

“I shouldn’t have said what I said. I don’t know what you and Pei are but putting that out in public wasn’t the move.” Qingxuan said and that was that. 

Qingxuan sat back down on the couch. Sitting across from Xie Lian and Shi Wudu. 

“Look, I want to have the ability to prove to not only myself but the world that I can build something on my own. Something without my older brother’s help. And… I think I’m about to. Just have faith in me, have faith in Xie Lian. Please.” Qingxuan said. Shi Wudu gets up and scruffs the top of Qingxuan’s head.

“I’ll always be here for you. I love you Shi Qingxuan and I’ll always worry about you.” Shi Wudu said. “Use my card for emergencies. No more living off of Cafe scraps. The two of you are far too skinny.”

“Windy~ hurry up. We got drills to run.” A tall man with dark brown hair waved. He had a scar on the side of his face that almost looked like fire. He was tall, he was toned and did a nude photoshoot for the NHL. Known as one of the sexiest hockey players to ever live, Pei Ming called over Shi Wudu. 

“If he doesn’t get his ass moving, I’m coming to get him.” The voice froze both Xie Lian and Qingxuan. It was the voice that belonged to Sun Longwei.

With those parting words Shi Wudu walked away. This left Xie Lian and Qingxuan alone in the tower. Qingxuan pursed his lips and bumped shoulders with Xie Lian, who was still stupidly smiling at himself.

“I hope Ge didn’t steal you away from your conversation.” Qingxuan said, looking around for the handsome strangers.

“He kind of did. I was in the middle of sketching San Lang when he came up asking about you. But I do have him on instagram now.” Xie Lian said with a huge smile.

“San Lang? The man in red?” Qingxuan asked.

Xie Lian nodded. “He’s here with a friend for a few months. They are working on a few things. He seems really nice.”

“And you’re sure he’s not your stalker?” Qingxuan asks.

“I am very sure. The handle he gave me has over… 5 million followers… I just saw his profile was verified, not that he had an insane amount of fans.” Xie Lian looked confused.

“Well, I would love to officially meet him.” Qingxuan said. “Well if we have nothing to do here, we should bounce. Training will be done soon and I don’t feel like seeing Sun Longwei anymore than necessary.”

“Will you ever tell Wudu?” Xie Lian asked.
“I don’t think I can handle the answer that comes from his mouth. That’s his teammate, his captain and his best friend.” Qingxuan said.

“But you’re his brother.” Xie Lian frowned. 

“Learning something like that, people have different reactions. People look at you differently. I can’t handle that from age. Not right now.” Qingxuan said. “Anyways, let’s get going.”

The two gathered the trash and threw it out. They made it to the bus stop with a few moments to spare. Qingxuan looked around to hopefully see Black Water again. Instead he caught the attention of Xie Lian who also started looking around.

“Whatcha looking for?” He asked.

“Well I was also having my moment. I met probably one of the most beautiful people in the world.” Qingxuan explained. “And I think he was hitting on me.”

“You think?” Xie Lian asks.

“I heard a song being played. So I went to look for it and this man was singing. And I was like ‘surprised that no one else was here. And he was like.”

Qingxuan puffs up his chest and flexes his muscles. He pretends to be depressed and has a monotone voice.

“‘This song was meant for one person.’ And that ’maybe I meant to hear it.’ It gets worse.”

“How bad?” Xie Lian asked

“I called him a siren and told him he didn’t need to be one, he was already pretty.” He groaned. “And he told me he didn’t hold a candle to me. It also doesn’t help that I came up to him crying. But he wiped away my tears.“

“Yikes. What happened after that?” Xie Lian asked.

“I don’t know. He left after Ge called.” Qingxuan said as the bus pulled up.

Xie Lian laughed as the bus pulled up and the two got on the bus and sat down next to each other.

“Your brother has a way with timing.” Xie Lian sighed. “On another note have you talked with our friend?”

“Not yet. I’ll do it when we get home and before I go to work.” Qingxuan said.

“Anytime after 3.” Xie Lian reminded Qingxuan.

***

Thursday came around. The past week the cafe, known as Heaven's Blessing Cafe has been the place to be. There’s been no shortage of customers, tips have been great and business has never been better. Even though Qingxuan and Xie Lian have been the most popular staff, everyone else has been sought after. Qingqui and his friend have been popular with more high school girls. Makes sense being that the both of them are 19. The cafe basically turned into an otome game.

What made the staff different is that each of them had a corresponding color to their uniform. Someone wore black, another wore red. Xie Lian drew the short stick and got the all white uniform. He became a master of not only dodging spills and catching drinks, but he also became an expert stain remover.

Even though he met San Lang by chance; the two haven’t stopped messaging each other. They went all night talking about some of the most random stuff. Turns out San Lang has a huge sword collection. If Xie Lian finds himself in Shanghai, he’ll get a chance to see them. San Lang is also an artist but does modelling to pay the bills. On top of that, he also has a friend he’s super close to. A friend that is single and is totally up Qingxuan’s alley.

Xie Lian was close to being done. The plan was, after the shift, he’d run to the apartment. From there, quickly get ready and leave with Qingxuan on the other side of town on a bus. Surprisingly, the two only had their learners and never had a use to get their full license or a car. Cars are too expensive, and borrowing Shi Wudu’s sports car for the test wasn’t going to go well.

Back to reality, Xie Lian was the only one working out the pair. They may live together and work together but they don’t have the same work schedule. Most of the week, they both work opposite of each other. They do typically have the same days off. But there are times where they don’t. Xie Lian took a cup of coffee up to the table where a strong looking male sat.

“Hello there, this is your coffee sir.” Xie Lian placed a cup in front of an older gentleman.

This man was incredibly handsome, pale skin, blue silver eyes that commanded respect. He wore a grey suit with a white tie, which was a choice according to Qingxuan. He wore his dark grey hair slicked back from his face with a lot of product. Xie Lian wasn’t in the market for a sugar daddy but this man would have been the one he went for.

“Thank you.” The man said, smiling up at Xie Lian. “I heard it was the waiters who made the coffees.”

“That is correct. Although I’m not allowed to touch anything in the kitchen. I just pour it out of the pot.” Xie Lian admitted.

“Is there a way I could request my coffee just from you?” He asked, sipping the coffee from the cup. “You make the best coffee.”

“I can’t promise you it’ll be me pouring the coffee but you can request the coffee brought out by me.” Xie Lian smiled.

“Perfect, this cup is Devine. I think I would rather you just give me my coffee.” The man in grey said. He tilted his head and smiled.

“Has anyone ever told you how pretty you are.” The man asked. 

His knuckle grazes Xie Lian’s forearm. Something in Xie Lian’s body felt uncomfortable. His neck tightened and the only thing he could think about was calling out to San Lang. 

“I get that from time to time.” Xie Lian said, lightly moving his arm away. 

“You could be a model. I can get you in with an agency.” The man’s hand got bolder, reaching behind Xie Lian and bringing him closer. Slipping something to his back pocket and keeping his hand just right above his ass. “Reach out to me. You could be living like royalty.”

San Lang…. help. Xie Lian thought to himself. 

Before Xie Lian could answer, the door opens and a familiar voice fills the cafe. Xie Lian turned away and ran up to a table three feet away. His eyes sparkled, forgetting what had just transpired a few seconds earlier. 

“San Lang! What are you doing here?”

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“San Lang!” Xie Lian called out, giving him a big hug. The interaction caught Hua Cheng off guard and knocked him back a little bit. It took Xie Lian to stop and pull back from him, blushing like Hue Cheng's outfit. “I’m so sorry. What are you doing?”

“No need to be sorry Xie Lian, you can always run into my arms. In fact, I expect it.” Hua Cheng chuckled with a huge smile. “We were in the area, and saw this cute cafe and thought maybe we should try it out.”

“Whose we?” And as Xie Lian asked, someone came out from behind Hua Cheng.

This man was an inch shorter than Hua Cheng. He had long straight hair that rivaled Xie Lian’s. He wore it in a half up and down style. He was mostly monochrome except for his eyes. They had an intensity that Xie Lian couldn’t put to words. He could paint it and allow it to come to life.

“Hello there.” Xie Lian waved. 

“Hey.” This handsome stranger said 

“His name is He Xuan. He’s very antisocial.” Hua Cheng snickered.

“Says you.” He Xuan seemed to be a man of very few words. 

“Well, when are you off?” Hua Cheng asked. He lightly grabbed Xie Lian’s hand, making him blush a little and giggle. 

“In an hour, probably less now. I have an appointment across town with Qingxuan. So it’s go home, get ready, get on a bus, try not to sweat while on the bus, and go to this appointment. Afterwards we get on the bus, and it’ll be about 8pm.” Xie Lian explained

“Qingxuan is the friend you were talking about, right? The dancer.” He Cheng asked.

“He mainly does contemporary, ballet and traditional Chinese dancing. He is knowledgeable in all types of dance. He even knows how to belly dance. He’s the most impressive when he dances with the fans.” Xie Lian said before taking out his phone and showing the two a photo. 

Hua Cheng and He Xuan thought Xie Lian meant fans, like people fans. The photo had the two of them in traditional Chinese outfits, Xie Lian dancing with a sword and Qingxuan with two fans. Hua Cheng stared at it intently, like he was reliving a memory of some sort. He Xuan looked away, his eyes filled with sorrow. 

“This was taken during Qingxuan’s graduation performance. It was a story about two gods, the once graceful flower god and the wind god. The two went to a city ran by ghosts to save another. They don’t know who the friend was, but they knew it was until they saw him chained. We didn’t do the who dance sequence since it’d be 3 hours long. Things don’t go well for the wind god.” Xie Lian explained. 

The he did explain the entire play to them. He Xuan’s expression grew more grim. Xie Lian noted what looked like possible tears in his eyes.  Xie Lian went to touch the man’s shoulder but stopped himself. His hands balled up into fists before sitting down at the table. His back to the stranger in grey. 

“Qingxuan actually did a lot of research. His dream is to make a dance that shows forgiveness.” Xie Lian said. 

“Ignore him. He’s been brooding since yesterday. I’m think after your appointment, we-

“Xie Lian.” The stranger at the table called. “I’d love to have another coffee.” Xie Lian turned around and bowed. 

“Give me a second.” He said and looked towards Hua Cheng. 

The happy face he was wearing darkened. He looked at the man in grey intensely. Xie Lian looked at He Xuan and noticed how he too had that same look with this man. He did call out Xie Lian’s name, and Xie Lian didn’t think he introduced himself. There’s a chance he’d heard Xie Lian’s name but something about it felt too casual. Maybe they know each other, he thought to himself. 

“Sorry, I have to get back to my job.” Xie Lian said, bowing his head. 

“We are waiting for our drinks. Do you also serve this table too?” He pointed to the one by the stranger in grey. 

“I actually do. When they are ready, I’ll bring them out to you.” Xie Lian smiled. 

“Beautiful.” Hua Cheng said, sitting down. 

***

Xie Lian came in, seeing Qingxuan on the bed laying down. The energy was different from this morning. He could remember Qingxuan’s excitement to not only pick his outfit but rehearsing the conversations what he would say. The night before he read up on literature to help in case contracts become a problem. 

Instead he stares at the DM while lying in his stomach in the bed. ‘Hey, are we able to reschedule our meeting? The client I’m working with is very demanding and wants some photos done tonight. We can meet next Thursday instead.’ Was what the DM said. Qingxuan replied to Yizhen ‘I’ll let you know. I have to speak with Xie Lian first.’

‘Well, have some fun tonight. For the trouble I caused. Give me your number.’ Yizhen replies Qingxuan did just that and instantly $150 was dropped into his account.

There’s no way a man would drop 350 dollars and not want to see a return on investment.. right? Qingxuan asked himself.

“Why are you lying down, we gotta go.” He said.

“Yizhen cancelled on us.” Qingxuan said. 

Xie Lian came out of the bathroom and sighed. He walked to Qingxuan’s bed and plopped himself on top of Qingxuan’s back. He looked at Qingxuan’s phone and took it out of his hand. Qingxuan did not protest. Xie Lian read the DM, quickly typed and gave back the phone to Qingxuan. 

“Next Thursday works. I think he’s serious about us, remember he approached us before we even went viral.” Xie Lian reassured him. “You know what we should do, karaoke!”

“I just want to sit and wallow.” Qingxuan protested. “Watch some anime and have some edibles. If I go out tonight, I’ll make poor choices and poor choices means making out with someone in a bathroom stall.”

“Nope. Besides, you don’t like wasting cute outfits. What you are wearing is a very cute outfit. I’ll make sure you don’t make poor choices.” Xie Lain. “And you also dragged me out to go shopping, so you own me.”

“You’ll also make poor choices.” Qingxuan said. 

“No, because I saw San Lang today. Annnnd he had a friend.” Xie Lian sang. “He’s really gorgeous, and is totally your type.” 

“And what’s my type?” Qingxuan asked.

“Grumpy black cat.” Xie Lian said. 

“You win, I swear no one can say no to you.” Qingxuan said with a smile. “Go get ready, I gotta finish this one season. It’s super spicy.”

***

Xie Lian came back wearing a white dress shirt, ¾ pants that were wide in the leg, a matching beret and an oversized blazer. He put his hair into a cute one sided braid. Xie Lian wore a four inch heeded boot. Qingxuan, after his anime toy fest, sorted out his outfit. They unintentionally matched each other’s aura. Qingxuan in a grey-green button up vest, a pleated skirt that matched and went to his mid calf,  and black boots with three inches of height. Not the Qingxuan needed the height at all. 

Qingxuan got up from his bed, stretching out his arms. He took one step and tripped on something on the floor. He looked down to see the fan he usually has sorted away. He picked it up and opened it. To an outsider, this looked like a regular fan to an outsider. The black handles were crafted with care and love. Qingxuan could always feel a little tinge of guilt and sorrow in the handle. The fan itself was white, with three swirling lines. Sometimes, Qingxuan swears it switches to the Chinese character for wind. It was always his good luck charm. He went everywhere with it.  The last time he took the fan out in public for his graduation performance. 

“I guess you’re coming with me tonight.” He told the fan, strapping it to a belt loop and tying it tight. 

“I guess today I’m the man of this relationship.” Xie Lian said giggling.

“Hahahahaha, but your woman is so much taller than you. How will you cope?” Qingxuan exaggerated a fainting bend, hand on his forehead and sighing excessively.

“I’m a short king. As long as my woman glows, I don’t mind.” He said. 

Qingxuan gave Xie Lian a kiss on his cheek and giggled. “Next time, I’ll be the man. Unless things with San Lang progress even more.” 

Xie Lian nervously laughed. “He worked me to the bone but I think he was competing for my attention with someone else. Which I was ok with, the other person was a little creepy.”

“Oh I hate that. lol there’s enough Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan to go around.” Qingxuan said.

“He’s so… I don’t know how to explain it. I need you to meet him. You’ll understand, I promise.” Xie Lian gave him puppy dog eyes. 

“I mean, try and invite him.” Qingxuan said. 

“No. Too desperate.” Xie Lian said. 

“Just drop a little message and be like. ‘I’m going to be here tonight. You should come and bring your friend too.’” Qingxuan said, getting his shoes on.

“Ok, ok.” Xie Lian said. 

He took out his phone and opened his messages. The first message was on his stalker but he quickly scrolled away from that. He found San Lang’s DM and began to type. Qingxuan came back, leaning in and watching Xie Lian text. ‘Hey, so my friend and got our plans cancelled at the last minute and are going to karaoke. Come with? Bring your friend?’ 

The two screamed and jumped as Hua Cheng began typing almost right away. The two waited in baited breath to see what Hua Cheng would say. Then there was a ding, the two had giant smiles on their faces and then the smiles faded. 

‘I’m sorry you got cancelled on. Sadly my friend and I are indisposed for the night. Karaoke does sound fun.’ San Lang texted.

“I cannot believe you pulled a model.” Qingxuan said. “Not that you aren’t gorgeous, but damn. That’s some insane luck.” 

“I don’t have luck, remember.” Xie Lian said, getting his shoes on. 

“You say that now. If I had a big, tall and handsome man hit on me, I’d-.” He said, fixing his hair.

“Call him a siren and make a complete fool of yourself.” Xie Lian stated.

“Oh shush you.” Qingxuan stuck out his tongue. 

“So, Soju?” Xie Lie asked. 

“Yes!” Qingxuan said. “Less likely to run into Ge and the other tumors.” 

“Let’s invite Mu Qing too.” Xie Lian said.

“Yes, yes. It can be a party!” Qingxuan jumped up and down. 

——

The make up brush lightly touched Hua Cheng’s face as it applied a little bit of blush. He wore a thick leather jacket with no shirt underneath. Someone came by to put shadow on his abs to make them more defined. He didn't need as much as some of the hockey players also here for the shoot. He Xuan was in hair, allowing the stylist to put his hair in the signature high ponytail. 

All the other hockey players, which were just three of Edmonton’s most prominent players, were getting fitted for their own jackets. Shi Wudu, Pei Ming and Sun Longwei. Pei Ming and Shi Wudu were everything in their past lives. Pei Ming was a flirt and Shi Wudu was egocentric. Though the two now wore their hair in a more modern length. Hua Cheng didn’t know Sun Longwei enough to make comments on his character, but He Xuan didn’t see to be his biggest fan. 

“You could try and be a little nicer.” Hua Cheng whispered in Mandarin. 

“There’s something about him I don’t like.” He Xuan said. “He gives Jun Wu vibes. The way he keeps looking at his phone and licking his lips.” 

Sun Longwei was blonde, with brown eyes. He’s half Chinese and stands at 6’6. He’s bulkier than both Hua Cheng and He Xuan. From what their managers had told them, He was named the NHL’s sexiest man by both men and women. He is very well respected in the city. Rumours have said that he has a thing for both men and women. There was one person in particular he was deeply interested in. His type has always been black hair, and ocean eyes.

The three stayed on their side, the other two stayed on their side. Exchanging glances with each other like they were in high school. Pei Ming would wave at the two every once in a while, and Hua Cheng always reply. The fifth time he did that, Hua Cheng smacked He Xuan in the back of the head. 

“What?” He Xuan glared at Hua Cheng. 

“Be nice. Wave back.” Hua Cheng ordered. 

He Xuan looked over at the three men, put on a smile and waved. The three men shivered as He Xuan didn’t give them the most friendly of smiles. Yizhen came up, looking a little gloomy to check in on the men. Yizhen didn’t say anything to He Xuan as he looked at his face. 

“Little more eyeliner.” Yizhen said to th makeup artist. He looked at Hua Cheng. “You look perfect. Maybe a little more volume.” Usually he was more than thrilled to take photos of Hua Cheng and He Xuan. 

“Why the long face?” Hua Cheng asked. “Did you have to cancel a date?”

“I was supposed to be doing test shots with my new muses. I found them shopping at a thrift shop and the way they moved. The way they took and looked in photos. It was magical reminded me of you two.” He pouted. “But here I am, taking photos of meat heads and well I like you two.” 

“Oh come on. They couldn’t be that great.” Pei Ming said. 

“If you saw them, you’d understand. Are they men? Are they women? One moves with a lethality that would make generals jealous. The other moves gracefully and freely.” He continued.

“You make them sound like gods.” Pei Ming said. 

“With their beauty, it wouldn’t be a surprise.” Yizhen said. He clapped his hands and looked at Shi Wudu. He tilted his head towards Shi Wudu. 

“Curious, do you have any siblings?” Yizhen asked. 

“I do. A younger brother.” Shi Wudu said. 

“Long black hair, opal like eyes, has a dancer’s build?” Yizhen asked. “His name starts with a Q… Quan… no.”

Shi Wudu and the other three popped their heads up and looked at the photographer. He Xuan couldn’t look since his eyeliner was being put on but he listened into the conversation. 

“Shi Qingxuan.” Shi Wudu answered for Yizhen. 

“Yes! Him. The way he put different outfits together was amazing.” Yizhen gushed before shaking his head. 

“That’s your new muse?” Hua Cheng asked. 

“Both of them. I’m going to get photos of them next week.” Yizhen said. 

“Sounds like you want to kidnap them and sell them to the sex trade. He would bring in customers.” Sun Longwei said under his breath. He Xuan was about to get up when Shi Wudu smacked him in the back of the head. 

“That is my brother you are talking about.” Shi Wudu sneered, “I think it’s a good opportunity for the two of them. Please take good care of them. They are family.”

“Of course, I plan on taking them under my wing, much like I did these two. They may need help with getting a manager and such. Now I’m going to get some shots of you first.” Yizhen explained. 

Hua Cheng looked at He Xuan and he just shrugged and stopped listening in. The make up artist added the finishing touches on the eyeliner and walked away from He Xuan. Hua Cheng checked his phone and frowned. No new DM from Xie Lian. It made sense. He had an appointment to go to. But Hua Cheng just wanted to text him all the time. He maybe should have gotten Xie Lian’s number. He was about to put his phone away before he heard a ding. He looked down and it was Xie Lian sending him a photo. 

He looked so gorgeous in the photo, it was a group of photos. A message sent underneath. ‘Wish you were here’ with a kissy face at the end of it. Hua Cheng actually blushed. Then the message changed. The kissy face turned into a smiley face. Followed by another message. 

‘Sorry, Qingxuan stole my phone.’

He laughed loud enough that it got the attention of everyone in the room. He smiled for half a second and then gave everyone a stare that could kill. Everyone shivered and looked away. Doing their hardest not to look at Hua Cheng. He Xuan got up from the chair. He stood behind Hua Cheng wrapping his arm around Him. He looked at Hua Cheng’s screen and laughed. 

“You are hopeless.” He Xuan said. He Xuan patted Hua Cheng’s chest before heading to the mirror to check himself out.

“Says the one who played guitar in the alley.” Hua Cheng said. “You actually have to get out there.” 

He Xuan just stayed silent. A ping played on his phone. He took his phone out of his pocket and saw a message from Hua Cheng with a link to a profile. He Xuan opened it up to see many photos of Qingxuan. He scrolled through the feed, looking at the many photos and videos, he clicked on one video and watched him do a twirling. There was another video of him doing a stretch against the wall. All the unsavoury thoughts rushed through He Xuan’s mind watching that. Another ping came from the phone. 

"You should try following him and talking with him.’ 

He looked at back at Hua Cheng, who smiled innocently. He Xuan clicked the plus symbol on Qingxuan’s profile and opened up DMs. To his surprise, there were some DMs from Qingxuan. A bunch of ‘that looks sooo cool.’ And a few selfies of ‘I tried to style this skirt like you had it. I don’t know if I did a good job :(‘ He Xuan laughed and began to type.

"You are a hard little leaf to find. Also you did an amazing job on making those outfits your own.’ He Xuan messaged. 

Almost instantly Qingxuan replied back in a series of messages. 

'Oh, Oh god, that's embarrassing.' The first message he sent came through.

'Pretend that doesn't exist. I didn't think I'd actually meet you.' The second message came through.

‘Leaves aren’t meant to be found. But I’m glad you did. <3’  Was the final message from Qingxaun.

“He sent a heart. Fuck he sent a heart. I don’t know what to do.” He Xuan panicked.

“Reply back.” Hua Cheng said.

‘Maybe I’ll sing my siren song again.’ He Xuan sent.

He looked at the two hockey players who weren’t talking to each other but were busy to notice Hua Cheng or He Xuan. 

“What are the odds that Shi Wudu was reincarnated in the same lifetime as Shi Qingxuan and be his brother?” Hua Cheng asked in Mandarin. 

“I’m beginning to wonder the same thing too.” He Xuan said. “I’m hoping he’s not like the Shi Wudu.”

“Don’t let your anger for Shi Wudu cloud your mind again. Remember how you felt about what happened to Shi Qingxuan.” Hua Cheng said.

“Heads will not roll.” He Xuan said. 

“I'm starting to wonder if being hit is a kink for you?” Pei Ming asked. This caught the attention of He Xuan and Hua Cheng. 

“Oh, stop getting your panties in a bunch.” Sun Longwei said. “God those legs, I bet they are so soft.”

Suddenly, Pei Ming pushed Sun Longwei, who pushed him back. Some of the staff members came by and split the two of them off. Hua Cheng and He Xuan stopped their conversation and looked over. He Xuan and Hua Cheng are getting ready to help the staff. 

“That is disgusting.” Pei Ming spat. “Firstly, that’s his kid brother that you’ve known him since he was 14. Secondly, you two haven't been hanging out much anymore. You talking about him like that is a little weird and obsessive.” 

“And? he’s 24 now. You see the way he dresses. ” Sun Longwei said. “He grew up around hockey and is used to this.” 

“Not towards him from his brother’s best friend. I’m not going to tell Windy about this, but if you make any more off-handed comments about Shidi, I will give you a matching bruise.” Pei promised. 

“Shidi doesn’t like you.” Sun Longwei said. “He likes me.”

The blonde man looked at Hua Cheng and He Xuan and rolled his eyes. He Xuan kept staring down Sun Longwei. He Xuan's eyes glowed. It was almost like Sun Longwei recognized exactly who He Xuan truly was. Sun Longwei was about to say something before Shi Wudu came back in and Yizhen followed in. 

“Ah, He Xuan, your go.” Yizhen said. 

He Xuan nodded and headed with the photographer. 

***

It took about three hours for everyone to cycle through their photos. Hua Cheng was getting his third round of photos in while He Xuan looked on instagram to see Qingxuan again. He looked through the comments of the most recent photo he got tagged in. It was an innocent photo with three guys hanging out. It was the comment from someone called "SunnySideDelight" that caught his attention. 'The way the one on the left would look bent in half... I can hear the cries of pleasure.' The profile was anonymous so it could have been anyone, but He Xuan had his suspicions. Shi Wudu's phone rang, judging by the ring tone, it was something important because He took the call right away.

"Hel- woah woah woah, slow down." Shi Wudu said. His expression became that concern as the speaker on the other side went on. 

Hua Cheng came back from his photos, only to find Shi Wudu on the phone and frantically getting his things. He Xuan looked at Hua Cheng and shrugged. 

“Mu Qing calm down. I’m on my way.” Shi Wudu said. 

Everyone could hear this Mu Qing on the other end of the line freaking out. No one could make out the words he was saying. The general impression was that someone kept wandering away from the person on the phone. Pei Ming and Sun Longwei came up, about to ask what they could do to help. He put his hand out in front of Sun Longwei and Pei Ming. 

“If you can keep him still for fifteen minutes, I’ll be right there…. If I have to punch someone out, I fucking will… see you soon.” Shi Wudu said, hanging up.

“Shidi?” Asked Pei Ming. 

“Yup.” Shi Wudu said. “I’m sorry, I-“

“You do what you need to do.” Pei Ming touches Shi Wudu’s hand lightly. 

“Thank you.” He turned to Hua Cheng and He Xuan. “It was pleasant meeting you two. I hope we can be more acquainted.” 

“Likewise.” He Xuan said.

***

Shi Wudu walked into the karaoke place. People looked up and became starstruck. Some people scrambled to get photos, others gathered courage to ask him for an autograph. Shi Wudu marched over to the desk and before he could even say something, the worker just pointed to a room. Shi Wudu nodded and headed that way. 

Shi Wudu knocked on the door and opened the door. There was a very drunk Qingxuan, with a drink in his hand. Qingxuan looked up and groans. 

“We picked this place because we didn’t run into you… you…” Qingxuan slurred his words. 

“That would work, if you didn’t get so wasted.” Shi Wudu explained, sitting next to his brother. 

“I’m not wasted.” Qingxuan slurred. “I’m perfectly fine.”

“I think it’s time to go home.” Shi Wudu said. 

“I think it’s time for you to go home.” Qingxuan said, picking up the karaoke machine. “I want to sing another song.” 

“I’ll make you a deal. We can sing one more song if you’re choosing. The both of us will sing it. We can even film it and post it on social media. Then we go home.” Shi Wudu negotiated.

“One more song. I get to pick the song.” Qingxuan said, already having the song ready.

“Yes, one more song.” Shi Wudu picked up the microphone.

 He regretted his decision when Qingxuan chose ‘history maker’ to sing. Shi Wudu set up his phone and pressed the record button. 

***

Shi Wudu hadn’t left the bathroom for about 45 minutes. Every time Qingxuan thought he was done throwing up, he was proven wrong. It got to the point where Shi Wudu was considering taking his brother to the hospital for alcohol poisoning. 

“You didn’t need to come. I have Xie Lian.” Qingxuan said, throwing up in the toilet once more.

“He’s in the guest bathroom with Mu Qing puking own his guts out.” Shi Wudu held his brother’s hair and rubbed his back. “What made you two drink like this?”

“We were having fun. Then we got..” Qingxuan threw up once more. 

“I’m starting to think you need medical help.” Shi Wudu said, getting his phone ready to call a doctor.

“Ge, Why can’t he leave me alone?” Qingxuan asked his brother. “I blocked all his accounts. He has a girlfriend. Why can’t he leave alone?”

“Who Di?” He asked. 

“Go ahead and tell him. Tell him how you sle-“

Qingxuan threw up once more. Qingxuan muttered things into the toilet. Shi Wudu loved his brother away from the toilet. 

“Dage… stop…. Hurts….”

“Qingxuan, what are you talking about?” Shi Wudu touched his brother and Qingxuan went limp. He was still breathing, but he just passed out. picked his brother up from the ground and carried him to his bedroom. 

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Qingxuan woke up in a bed not familiar to him. He was about to freak out until he took in the scent of Versace Dylan blue. He realized where he was and slowly got up. He was in a hockey t-shirt and shorts that were way too big. His head was killing him, and his throat felt raw. Was I throwing up last night? He thought to himself.

The door opened and Shi Wudu walked in, glass of water, a plastic bag full of what smelled like the greatest food alive and, Xie Lian in tow. Xie Lian ran up and hugged Qingxuan tightly. Shi Wudu placed the glass on the night stand and sat on the bed beside his brother’s legs. Qingxuan, still hugging Xie Lian looked at his brother.

“I…. How did I get here?” He asked.

“It was my fault.” Xie Lian said before letting go. “I may have gotten too carried away. I couldn’t be left alone in the toilet, and Mu Qing didn’t think you should be left alone either. So he called the only backup he could think of.”

Well at least he didn’t call someone like Pei Ming or Nora. Qingxuan thought to himself.

“I got you some hangover medicine from Chinatown, and some Seoul fried chicken.” Shi Wudu said. “We need to have a talk though.”

“What do you mean?” Qingxuan asked before looking at Xie Lian. Xi Lian was also clueless.

“If someone on the team is harassing any of you two, you need to tell me.” Shi Wudu ordered. “You said something about someone not leaving you alone. Considering your reaction on Wednesday, I’m assuming you’re talking about someone on the team.”

“I don’t really want to talk about it, Ge.” Qingxuan said, wrapping his arms around his legs. “Besides, there isn’t anything you can really do.”

“There are many things I can do. I can make sure they are punished for their actions.” Shi Wudu said.

For a long time, there was genuine hope in Qingxuan’s eyes that he would listen to them. Xie Lian nodded towards Qingxuan, holding his hand. He was about to speak and then Shi Wudu opened his mouth.

“Sun Longwei will see to it that this man is dealt with.” Shi Wudu said.

It was like a Qingxuan’s heart broke into a million pieces. ‘You don’t understand, he is the problems’ was what he wanted to say. Xie Lian looked at Shi Wudu with a kind of sadness. Shi Wudu didn’t know what he was missing.

“I think it’s best if you don’t bring the matter up to the team or management before you know for sure who it is.” Xie Lian said,

“I can’t do anything unless you tell me. Di, tell me. Who was it?” Shi Wudu questioned.

Qingxuan furrowed his eyebrows and got up from the bed. He took the hangover medicine and drank the water. Xie Lian got up, picked up the bag full of the food and walked up to Qingxuan. Qingxuan turned to his brother with tears in his eyes. Xie Lian just gave Shi Wudu a pathetic look. It wasn’t his place to tell. He couldn’t tell Shi Wudu what happened. That was for Qingxuan to do when he felt ready. It saddened him that if Shi Wudu kept his mouth about, there would be a different conversation.

“When will you stop defending those tumours!?” He yelled. “They are only going to drag you down?”

“Di…” Shi Wudu said, reaching out.

“Don’t ‘Di’ me, I need to go get ready for work. Thank you for coming last night.” Qingxuan turned and rushed out the door.

“Qingxuan, the clothes haven’t finished washing… I’m sorry Shi Wudu.” Xie Lian said.

“I don’t understand…” Shi Wudu put his head in the hands. “What am I doing so wrong that I’m failing him? What isn’t he telling me?”

“I can’t tell you. That’s for him to do. But maybe pay more attention to posts and comments made on his and my accounts on social media. The answers will be there. And when he does tell you, believe him.” Xie Lian gave him a small smile.

“I’ll have someone drop off the clothes.” Shi Wudu said. “Please make sure he didn’t do something stupid.”

***

The one reason why Xie Lian and Qingxuan loved living by whyte ave is because of the scenery. The buildings were old and it gave that city in Europe feel. It’s also where Yizhen asked them to meet, which meant they could walk. Or better yet, rent the electric scooters and scoot around. It was a week and a bit after they went to karaoke. Nothing eventful happened, over than Xie Lian getting a pillow to the head a few times for talking to loudly to San Lang on face time.

They made it to a bookstore that he asked them to meet at. Xie Lian and Qingxuan looked around for the crew or any sight of this being a photoshoot. Qingxuan looked in the store and finally saw the man they were looking for. Hair pulled back, wearing glasses that went out of style in 2012, white dress shirt and jeans. He was reading a book when he finally looked up. Qingxuan and Xie Lian just stared from outside of the book store.

Yizhen motioned for the two to come in. They nodded and walked into the store. There were about ten people looking around the store. Judging by the smell, it was a used book store. There were literally classics in different editions. There was no way he wanted to shoot in here, was there?

“Welcome. I was looking for some books to buy. My client has been very picky. You’ll understand once you get more jobs.” Yizhen said and smiled. “How are you two doing?”

“We are doing good.” Qingxuan said.

“Nervous actually. We’ve never done something like this before.” Xie Lian said.

“Well, you two are in for a treat. Hair, makeup, and clothes. You guys are going to feel pretty.” Yizhen said.

“Oooo yay!” Qingxuan squealed.

“Come, I’ll call for the car to come and get us. We are going to do an outdoor shoot today.” He said, going up to the clerk and paying for his books. “At least three outfit changes, maybe five. I took a quick peek at your instagrams and became very inspired.”

He motioned to the two to follow. The trio got out onto the street to see a black seven seater SUV sitting there. Xie Lian went in first and sat in the back, the Qingxuan up in the middle since he has more height than the two men. Then Yizhen went in right after. He explained how it would all work, and that they don’t have the time he wanted to get the photos.

“Give me a day or two to edit them. When that’s done I’ll send you guys each photos that I think will suit your feed. Then I’ll post the photos that are my favourite. They tend to be more candid shots. I can also give you guys hard copies.” He explained as they began pulling up. “I hope today give you confidence for future shoots.”

“Oh you want us to do more?” Xie Lian asked.

“Oh yes. Not just photoshoots. I’m what you call a patron of the arts. I will fund your passions.” He said. “Qingxuan, I’ll pay for your studio and get you in front of studios, dance companies and record labels to get you into videos and performances. And you Xie Lian, I’ll pay for a studio, supplies, and get you set up in galleries. There’s something extraordinary about the two of you and you deserve to have your lights shine bright.”

“Is this how you trap all your models?” Qingxuan asked.

“Nah, I do have actual casting calls. The last people I discovered on the streets were Black water and Crimson Rain. On two separate trips to Shanghai, both told me they were looking for something. So I gave them the opportunity to travel the world.” Yizhen said.

They pulled up to a street in the downtown that was closed off. Yizhen motioned for the two to follow. They nodded and headed towards where Yizhen wanted them. Qingxuan was pretty familiar with photo shoots. It wasn’t uncommon for him to be dragged to all of Shi Wudu’s photoshoots or media days when Shi Wudu first started. They lost their parents when he was eleven years old. It took two years for Shi Wudu to prove he can have custody of Qingxuan. From when he first joined the NHL, Shi Wudu already had a dependent to take care of. Xie Lian was not used to a photoshoot and was looking around like a kid looking at Christmas lights.

“First, hair and makeup. I’m glad you two didn’t go ham on the make up. Second will be hair, and then clothes. Whoever I’m happy with first will get in front of the camera. Or I will shoot both of you first, and then do individuals. We shall see, chop, chop everyone.” Yizhen said, clapping his hands.

***

“They are stiff.” Yizhen sighed.

Qingxuan and Xie Lian went in, thinking that they could do this no problem. They practiced throughout the week. Took a bunch of photos, and even dragged Mu Qing and Qianqiu to help them take photos. But the moment they got in front of Yizhen, they froze completely. Qingxuan was a little more free in his movement, not that that said a lot. He just moved his arms every once in a while and gave them looks. Xie Lian was stiff as a board and maybe moved an arm.

“We are not killing this.” Qingxuan whispered.

“Maybe asking some professionals for help wasn’t a bad idea.” Xie Lian whispered back.

“Why were we able to do this before?” Qingxuan asked.

“Because it was just us.” Xie Lian said, thinking about moving a hand in front of his face. “Or the edibles.”

“Both probably.” Qingxuan said. “Maybe we can hit up plant life and get some chocolate.”

“It’ll hit by the time we are done.” Xie Lian said.

“Take five! I gotta make some calls.” Yizhen said.

The pair looked at each other and walked back to hair and makeup where they got touched up. The two were not feeling super good about themselves right at this moment. In fact the two felt pretty shitty. Any confidence that Qingxuan had was slowly going down the drain. Maybe he was fooling himself into thinking this would be easy. Xie Lian was nervous that he wasn’t living up to his potential. He can paint, his job is to capture the moment but he could understand why he couldn’t be the moment.

“I could kill for a boba tea.” Xie Lian said.

“Milk tea, less sugar.” Qingxuan said.

“Likewise.” Xie Lian replied.

About two minutes later, an assistant comes by with milk tea. The two were stunned. Did Yizhen just have milk tea on standby? They stabbed the tops of the drink and took a big sip.

“Xie Lian, Qingxuan. Come.” Yizhen called.

The two quickly got up and hurried to the photographer who was taking photos. They both blinked and then looked up at who was taking the photos. Xie Lian’s eyes lit up seeing San Lang pose. He was totally in his element where Xie Lian was like a fish out of water. Qingxuan stood there with his mouth open watching Black Water move with precision and intent. Both of them went pink in the face. After they finished, Xie Lian gave the most obvious wave to Hua Cheng. He smiled and waved back. Qingxuan could feel the excitement coming off of Xie Lian. Qingxuan just bowed his head at He Xuan.

“Tell me, what’s something you notice with these two. All the observations.” Yizhen said.

“Majestic.”

“Beautiful.”

Xie Lian and Qingxuan slapped their hands over their mouths in unison. San Lang and He Xuan chuckled, watching the two men go even more red. The two men stopped their posing and whispered to each other. They are either making fun of us or they think we look good, Qingxuan thought. Xie Lian just wanted to run up and hug San Lang. Maybe his modeling prowess will rub off on him.

“They make it seem so effortless.” Qingxuan said.

“Mmmmm.” Yizhen hummed. “He Xuan, Hua Cheng, do me a favour and start dancing.”

He Xuan looked at Hua Cheng. Hua Cheng shrugged at the direction. Xie Lian Nad Qingxuan looked at each other and Yizhen. What was his angle? Xie Lian thought. He Xuan and Hua Cheng awkwardly stuck their arms out and tried to dance. They looked more like robots than they did humans. Hua Cheng transitioned into the very weird belly dance, which bewitched Xie Lian. He Xuan attempted to do some sort of move that required grace, and speed.

“Oh my god, no. Stop. The two of you look ridiculous and that lift is hideous.” Qingxuan said. “Xie Lian hold my bubble tea.”

“Rude.” Xie Lian, Hua Cheng and He Xuan all said in perfect harmony and unison.

The two men stopped mid step, meaning He Xuan stood there with his leg up in the air. Hua Cheng tried so hard not to giggle. Xie Lian clumsily takes the bubble tea and Qingxuan comes up to the two men. He looked Hia Cheng up and down for a moment and turned his attention to He Xuan. His leg was surprisingly still in the air.

“If you’re going to put your foot up like that… May I?” Qingxuan asked, motioning to He Xuan that he wanted to touch his leg.

“You may.” He bowed his head.

Qingxuan grabbed his leg and brought it up by a few inches. He Xuan tried not to make any sort of noise. His face was saying all sorts of things. Like how his body was not made to move like that, or at one point it could. Qingxuan put his hand around He Xuan’s waist to position it properly, which made the pain lessen.

“This looks a lot better.” He said, letting go. “Should look something like this.”

Qingxuan did the same jump that He Xuan had attempted. Instead of looking like a goose trying to take off out of sticky mud, he looked like a cherry blossom petal in the wing. He ended it with a small little turn on his right foot and stopped. His leg parallel to the ground, pointing at He Xuan. He raised his foot up so it was under He Xuan’s chin, just to show off a little bit.

“And that, my friend, is how you do it.” Qingxuan bragged.

“Perfect, amazing.” Yizhen said, snapping a few photos.

Qingxuan went beet red and turned towards the camera. “Wait, were you taking photos this whole time?!”

“Yes. Now when you did that jump, how much thought went into it?” He asked

“Not a whole lot. It’s second nature at this point.” Qingxuan replied.

“That’s the point. You and Xie Lian are over thinking it. Pretend it’s a dance. Something you’d improv on the spot.” Yizhen motioned to Hua Cheng and He Xuan to get out of the way and motioned to Xie Lian to get back in there. “Now try again.”

In the next 15 minutes, Xie Lian and Qingxuan closed their eyes and pretended they weren’t standing in front of some of the most handsome men they’ve ever seen. At points Qingxuan placed his hands on Xie Lian’s shoulders and rested his head. Every time he did, he could feel daggers being thrown at him. Xie Lian never got that feeling from He Xuan though.

“Good, good. Now some solos of Xie Lian.” Yizhen said.

Qingxuan got out of the way and allowed Xie Lian to do his own thing. Even though Qingxuan was the one who usually had the spotlight on them, he could recognize the talent Xie Lian had in just about everything he did. He moved with a lethality fit for a warrior. At the same time, he looked like a flower blooming in the spring. Waiting for its butterfly to come and claim it as its own.

An hour and a half passed with Xie Lian, one change of the outfit and he was back at it again. Yizhen was really taking his time with the two of them. Qingxuan looked at his phone for five seconds to see a text from Pei Ming of all people. He decided to ignore it and look back up to see Hua Cheng up there with Xie Lian doing some poses. Qingxuan pointed and looked at He Xua who just looked at him back and shrugged.

The differences in outfits were striking. Xie Lian was in a white suit, with a very long and flowing jacket. He was also given a bamboo hat with a piece of white cloth in it that also flowed with each movement. The only downside was that he couldn’t see anything in his peripheral vision. Hua Cheng, however, was in A red suit with necklaces that gingled each time he walked. There was a belt with chains that went up his left side. Small butterflies hung off it,

“Like this..” Hua Cheng whispered into Xie Lian’s ear.

Hua Cheng proceeded to yank the man back into his chest. Xie Lian felt the hardness of his chest on his own back. Hua Cheng took Xie Lian’s hand and lifted it up in front of the two. Xie Lian went a little pink and smiled.

“Is this the part where you use your butterflies to whisk me away?” He asks Hua Cheng.

Xie Lian looked up and the reaction he saw on Hia Cheng’s face wasn’t one he expected. Instead of a questioning look, it was one of hope and recognition. Something about that comment seemed to have woken something up in Hua Cheng. Xie Lian moved to do another pose, but Hua Cheng held him there. He looked down at Xie Lian and gave him a sad smile.

“It doesn’t matter the state of you, the only thing that matters is you.” He said back.

This caused Xie Lian to lose his balance and get a little dizzy. Hua Cheng caught him before he fell to the ground. Qingxuan was ready to jump there but stopped himself. Hua Cheng had to be a safe person. There was no way Xie Lian would allow Hua Cheng to save him like that. Xie Lian regained his balance and shook his head.

“I’m sorry.” He said. “I think I need to sit down for a bit.”

“That’s ok. You’ve been doing this for a bit, and it’s your first real photoshoot.” Yizhen said. “I should probably move onto Qingxuan soon anyways.”

Qingxuan got up from his chair, twirling the skirt he was in. It was very similar to the karaoke outfit. But the skirt was longer and more flowy. He also wore a blazer with no shirt underneath. Just glitter on his chest. He traded spots with Xie Lian and took a deep breath. Relax, nothing matters right now. The moment Yizhen said go, he pretended it was a dance. A dance of small movements.

After just an hour, He Xuan thought it would be fun to also join in the fun. He Xuan was in an outfit similar to Xie Lian’s but in all black. When Qingxuan looked closer, he realized the jacket would reflect a royal blue. If the previous two were compliments, then these two were complete opposites. Doomed to be on the opposite sides of each other in a fight. It brought Qingxuan back to the tale of the Wind god. How the wind god trusted his friend, only for him to kill his brother. Qingxuan knew the story ended with the demon feeling guilty and watched from afar. If this was the story that would be told, he was going to rewrite the ending.

“How high can you jump from?” He asked.

“In a single bound. I could probably clear 3ft in this easily.” Qingxuan said.

“Jump to me, I’ll catch you.” He said, stepping down a few steps from the stairs.

“You want me to…” Qingxuan said.

“Trust me. I got you.” He Xuan said.

He Xuan looked at Qingxuan, his golden eyes nearly glowed in the sunlight. For Qingxuan it was like a lighthouse lighting the way for him. He swallowed the lump in his throat and clapped his hands. I got this, he thought to himself. All I have to do is jump. I’ve jumped from higher and haven’t gotten hurt. Qingxuan gave He Xuan one look. It was the confirmation He Xuan needed.

Qingxuan took a running start, Yizhen yelling at him to not do it, but also taking photos at the same time. If he wasn’t caught, he would at least go down gracefully. Qingxuan took the lead off the top stair. He Xuan held out his arms, making the necessary adjustments to his stance. Qingxuan knew he hit his mark when he felt He Xuan’s hands on his bare waist. The touch was megantic as He Xuan held tight. He spun Qingxuan around once before dipping Qingxuan like it was a ballroom dance. Qingxuan looked into his eyes, hand on his chest, catching his breath.

“Don’t ever do that again without proper equipment!” Yizhen yelled. “That gave me a heart attack. Fantastic photos though.”

“Good job.” He Xuan said, bringing Qingxuan back up. “I wanted to keep you on your toes.”

“Thank you.” Qingxuan huffed. “I can also keep you on your toes.”

Without thinking, Qingxuan grabbed the side of his face and kissed his cheek. Hua Cheng’s and Xie Lian’s jaws drop, the only thing that Qingxuan could hear were the two heart beats of both him and He Xuan. The other noises, including the camera shutter, were muffled. When Qingxuan pulled back, He Xuan just gave him a blank expression. Then it set in what he just did.

“Oh god, oh my god I am so sorry.” He bowed at least ten times in succession before running off to hair and make-up. He Xuan tried to stop Qingxuan but Qingxuan slipped right through his fingers.

“Well I don’t think I could top that photo tonight anyways.” Yizhen said, making a motion to wrap up.

He Xuan just stood there, his pale face turning red and looking away from the crowd.

Chapter Text

Nora placed about five new photos up in the cafe. Each photo coming from the photoshoot they did a few days ago. There was a solo photo each, one of the two of them together and the other two were taken with their new friends. Qingxuan hadn’t spoken to Black Water after that day, too scared to reach out even though they both follow each other now. Xie Lian, on the other hand, was out on a day trip with Hua Cheng to see Jasper.

The past few days weren’t as eventful. They went to karaoke without needing rescue from Shi Wudu. The rest was work, sleep and dancing at the studio. Since Yizhen was footing the bill for the studio, Qingxuan went way more often. Qingxuan had two more auditions that fell through. It was 3 days after Xie Lian and Qingxuan did test shots with Yizhen and their Sofia media blew up. Xie Lian sold 3 paintings and two artists are interested in having Qingxuan dance for them.

He was getting an order ready to go out to the table. They were the usual older ladies who adored his charm. The group would often ask if he had a girlfriend, but now it’s shifted to if he had a boyfriend. Today there were questions on who the boyfriend was. He found it super sweet that many people in this city seemed to want Shi Qingxuan in their family. He also was happy that many people thought of him so highly.

“I can’t do it.” Qingxuan looked over to see Qianqiu holding his shaking friend.

“Hey, it’s ok.” Qinqiu rubbed his friend’s back.

Qingxuan came up to the both of them, bending down to meet his friend’s height. He was trying so hard not to cry but he could see the tears. Qinqiu can come across as strong and brash but his friend. His friend was sweet, polite, and Qingxuan knew he didn’t deserve his treatment.

“What happened?” He asked in his super sweet tone.

“There’s one customer who gets mad every time Xie Lian isn’t here to serve him.” Qianqiu said. “He got mad at me, Gabriel and Avery this past weekend. He wanted to give it a shot because he at least has the same hair color as Xie Lian but..”

“He said the coffee was poor tasting, and that I didn’t deserve to work or breathe the same air as someone so godly. ” His friend said.

“That’s not the worst part. He keeps making these weird comments about death. Sometimes he has this look you know.” Qianqiu explained.

“Why don’t you take over my table. It’s Mrs Bramm and her friends. They absolutely love you and will probably give you cookies. You may even get a marriage proposal out of it.” Qingxuan suggested. “I’ll go deal with the problem customer.”

His friend nodded.

“Can you tell me which man this is.” Qingxuan asked.

Qianqiu’s friend pointed to a table across the store from Qingxuan’s section. Qingxuan heard from Xie Lian about this man. After getting wasted at karaoke with his best friend last week, Xie Lian spilled the beans about this man’s interactions. Luckily Xie Lian and Qingxuan hadn’t worked when this man came in. By the sounds of it he was starting to come in more frequently. Qianqui’s friend sniffled and Qingxuan took over the coffee making process. He knew exactly what to do.

***

“Hello! Allow me, Shi Qingxuan, to be your humble servant for the night.” Qingxuan said, taking his fan out and giving it a few flutters so his hair looked just right. “I have one black coffee for you, and some pastries.”

The man looked at him up and down and.. smiled. He was indeed handsome, but he was handsome in an older dad kind of way. Best way to describe it is him being one of the dad’s of one of Shi Wudu’s teammates. There was something about him that gave Qingxuan the chills. He seemed… possessive.

“Is Xie Lian not coming?” He asked, looking around.

“No.” Qingxuan kept it short. He put his fan back on his belt. “He’s not going to be in for a few days. If you’re hoping to see him, I’d stop coming. Or at the very least try to learn some god damn respect.”

“Excuse me?” He asked.

“You are not excused.” Qingxuan said coldly. “You cannot come in here and harass the staff because your favourite isn’t working, or can’t get to you.”

“This isn’t the way you should be talking with a customer.” The man said, sipping the coffee.

The moment it touched his tongue, he instantly put it down, fanning his mouth. Qingxuan leaned in close to the man, meeting him eye to eye. Qianqiu was right, he had a look to him that only serial killers had. It was a look Qingxuan saw with one of the hockey players his brother used to play with. Cold, lifeless but full of rage. Qingxuan matched it with his own crazy look and gave the man a smile he’s seen his brother for to a player he was about to fight.

“I can make it so much hotter. Make another staff member cry again, or make Xie Lian feel uncomfortable again, I will personally make your time here a living hell.” Qingxuan whispered.

He patted the man’s shoulder who sat there frozen. He walked two steps away, stopped and spun on his feet. He winked and made a peace sign. “If you want more, don’t hesitate to use the IPad in front of you!”

Qingxuan went to the back and began to text Xie Lian. ‘Having fun on your date? Btw guess who decided to come?’ When Qingxuan hit send, another order came through. It was the same table that he had just threatened. It was for a whole Trolley of sweets. This man wanted to play games, and Qingxuan was ready.

It took about five minutes to get everything ready and prepped. Qianqui asks if he could help but Qingxuan shook his head. This was his cross to bear and bear it was going to do. He made sure everything looked extra pretty for this man. Qingxuan came out with the trolley and took his fan out once more for another greeting.

“I see you chose to order some more, my lord. Why thank you, and don’t worry, there’s no poison in these.” He winked.

The man gave Qingxuan a look that sent his nerves flying. It was like he was a pack leader trying to assert dominance over Qingxuan. He rested his head on his hand and continued to look Qingxuan up and down. Qingxuan tried to figure out if he wanted to go with the fake boyfriends route. Pretend Xie Lian and him were dating. No, that wouldn’t work. Maybe pretend that San Lang was Xie Lian’s boyfriend. That could possibly work but then he’d have to tell both Xie Lian and San Lang.

“It’s a shame.” The stranger sighed. “I have been waiting for him for days. I hope I get to see him soon.”

Qingxuan ignored the comment and put down the rest of his order. Just get this done, and he’ll be out of here quickly. Qingxuan thought to himself. He watched this man from the corner of his eye. The way he assesses him like a product. This man reached out towards his hand as he finished putting down his food.

“You know..” he goes to touch Qingxuan’s hand but he recoils back.

“Trying to flirt isn’t going to work on me. You may be handsome but I’m not into older men. Nor is Xie Lian. He prefers his men young, tall, and with raven black hair.”

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t trying to flirt. I was trying to grab the plate. I actually have a guest coming.” He said.

Qingxuan rearranges the table to allow his guest some room. The man’s chin no longer resting in his hand looks down to Qingxuan’s waist. He touched the side of his wait, making Qingxuan’s skin crawl. He could feel the cold metal of the ring he wore on the stranger’s wedding finger through his shirt.

“You’re a small thing. Smaller than Xie Lian. I know you’re taller than him. I’ve seen the photos of you guys through the years.” He chimes.

Qingxuan wanted to barf at the waist comment. He just kindly removed his hand off of his waist as he finished up. It took him a moment to process the rest of the comment. He froze when ‘I’ve seen the photos’ finally clicked. Qingxuan decided to ignore that for now. The moment he got to the back, it would be an instant text to Xie Lian.

“Your guest can use the iPad. Be warned, I’m not against giving innocent bystanders my social kind of attention with their drinks.” Qingxuan promised.

He bowed and walked to the back.

Qianqiu and his friend were no longer back there. It was just him and a few chefs. He took out his phone and started drafting a quick message to Xie Lian. ‘Hey, that creepy guy that comes in to see you. I have a feeling he’s your stalker.’ He was about to hit send before an order ticket came up. Same table as the handsome, borderline psychotic stranger. The order was for a latte and that’s it. Qingxuan put his phone down and started making the drink. He made sure the latte was extra hot. Scorching hot to the tongue.

Then another order came in. A black coffee with a salted caramel pastry. Qingxuan sighed and while the latte was being made, he poured the black coffee. Once the coffee was poured, the Latte was good to go. So Qingxuan goes and takes the latte out. He didn’t pay attention to the guest of the man. We need to figure out a nickname, he thought as he placed the latte in front of the new person.

“Hello, here is the latte. I hope it’s up to your standards.” He bowed his head.

“Damn, this is how you greet an old friend.”

Qingxuan froze, his arms wrapping around the tray and pressing it against his chest. It was very uncommon for Qingxuan to make himself small in the room. He didn't allow his fight for dominance to end. He may have made himself small but he was throwing daggers at Sun Longwei with his eyes. He steadied his breathing and looked at the blonde man sitting.

“I didn’t realize you worked here. This is my manager, Jun Wu.” Sun Longwei smiled.

“Nice to meet you sir. I wish I could stay, but I’m sorry but I have another order to get out.” Qingxuan said, turning around and rushing away from the table.

He opens the door to the back with a glad forced wind. The moment it closed, he grabbed his chest and held his chest. His heart went a mile a second. Thumbing harder than a thunder drum. He could feel himself break apart.

“Gege, are you ok?” Qianqui asked. “I can take over if you want.”

Qingxuan straightened up and dusted himself off. He took in a deep breath and tilted his head. He put his normal cheerful demeanour back on for the younger man. He didn’t know if it would

“I’m ok, and no I got this. You focus on your tables. Is your friend alright?”

“Yes, he’s doing good. He may have stolen the drink you were getting ready by mistake.” Qianqui rubbed the back of his head.

“I can remake it.” Qingxuan smiled.

He got another kettle brewing, deciding to give this order a French pressed coffee to make up for the delay. He then grabbed the pastry, and decorated it with cute caramel patterns, and then added his signature fan with three swirling lines behind it. Once the water was hot enough, he began the process of the French press. After a few moments, he came out with a big smile and twirled before reaching his table.

“I’m sorry for the delay, I had your coffee and your pastry here. Added a little extra magic just for you.” He said as he placed the plate and cup onto the table.

“If I’m a siren, does you giving me food in such a charming way, would that make you a fae prince?” A smooth low voice asked.

There was no way Qingxuan was about to have a movie moment. He looked at his guest and saw Black Water sitting there. He smiled and dipped his head.

“I don’t mean to call you siren. Or kiss your cheek. Nor did I think it’d go viral. It was just-“

Black water stuck out his hand to stop Qingxuan from speaking. He stopped, pulled back, and went a little pink. Qingxuan swallowed a lump in his throat before the man picked up his coffee and took a sip.

“I don’t remember ordering a French pressed coffee.” He said.

“Oh, I just felt bad that we don’t have a fresh pot, and so made you a fresh coffee without you waiting for too long.” Qingxuan felt like he was fumbling the bag with Blackwater so hard.

“I have no complaints, just an observation. Other than the fact I have no company. I don’t suppose you could stay, could you?” He asks, motioning for Qingxuan to sit.

Qingxuan looked over to another table. They seem to be deep in conversation, enough for them not to notice that Qingxuan was back out. He figured that Sun Longwei had clocked the fact that Qingxuan was already out of the back. Their table was on the other side of the cafe anyway, and by the time he was done with the man, they should be gone. So Qingxuan took a quick seat at the table across from the striking male he rather spend time thinking about. His back towards the other table.

“I can maybe spare a moment of my time.” He said. Black water smiled.

“We never properly introduced ourselves, did we?” Black water asks, sipping his coffee.

“Ah, no. I’m Shi Qingxuan. It’s a pleasure to officially make your acquaintance.” Qingxuan stuck out his hand. “I typically don’t kiss people I don’t know the name of.”

“He Xuan.” A name that matched the man in front of him. “And I hope we can be more than just acquaintances.”

He grabbed Qingxuan’s hand and lightly kissed it. Making Qingxuan turn red, and the tables around them stir up. One of the girls quickly got photos of the interaction. Qingxuan could hear the table of older ladies whispering to themselves. “Isn’t he handsome. Qingxuan did so well good.” He Xuan let go of his hand and took a bite out of the pastry.

“Oh I think we’re going to be best friends.” Qingxuan smiled. Something struck a cord with He Xuan and he looked devastated. Qingxuan tilted his head. He Xuan blinked and then shook his head.

“So this is what you do for a living?” He asked, looking around the cafe.

“I hope to actually get picked up by a dance company. That’s where my true passion lies. I already know you are a model but is singing your true passion?” Qingxuan asked.

“I only sing for myself.” He looked into Qingxuan’s eyes. “I haven’t found anything to be passionate about yet. Except maybe my pet fish.”

“Fish? Are you the kind to have five giant aquariums of just all sorts of fish from different continents?” He asked, eyes twinkling.

“I… maybe not 5 but I do take pride in caring for them.” He Xuan didn’t expect this reaction from Qingxuan.

“Sorry, I love listening to people talk about their loves and interests.” Qingxuan looked down, twirling a piece of hair.

“Well, maybe-“

“Shi Qingxuan, get back to work!” The vibe was thrown off by chef yelling from the back.

“Yes, sorry chef!” Qingxuan got up from the table. “I guess our time is up. I’m sorry about that.”

“Don’t be, you’re a popular man. Give me your phone.” He Xuan reached his hand out.

Qingxuan reached into his pocket and gave him his phone. He Xuan clicked a few buttons, took a quick selfie and gave the phone back.

“Text me when you're done with work.” He said with a smile.

Qingxuan smiled back and went to the rest of his tables. He felt warm and fuzzy inside until he remembered who else was at his tables. He started with the other three tables he had, clearing them and bidding some of them farewell. Most of the time, patrons will order something, get served and leave after they're done. Leaving the tips on the table. He was trying to delay the inevitable, which was going up to the table where Jun Wu and Sun Longwei sat. When he looked over, he saw that it was just Sun Longwei sitting there alone.

Qingxuan grimaced and approached the long hockey player who was on his phone. Qingxuan put on the best smile and cheerful voice he could muster up. Sun Longwei looked up from his phone and put it down, putting on a dashing smile.

“Is everything up to your standards?” Qingxuan asks as he starts clearing the table.

“Hmm, the food has been to my standards but the service is lacking.” He said, grabbing Qingxuan’s hand. “The latte nearly killed me with how hot it was.”

A small wave of stratification came through Qingxuan’s body for a second. He was reminded that Sun Longwei had made contact with his wrist. Qingxuan tried to pull his hand away like he did earlier. Sun Longwei wasn’t as nice as Jun Wu. He grabbed his wrist, causing Qingxuan to drop the plate back on the table.

“Let go, you’re going to cause a scene.” He plead.

“I saw that picture of you and him. All the pictures, does he know how much of a slut you are? Especially for men of status?” He asked.

“Excuse me?” Qingxuan felt bile come up his throat.

“I could tell him about how you spread those legs for me.” He took the time and looked up and down. “I think about that night, you know. I still have some of your claw marks on me. I fell asleep thinking about the voice you made crying out that night.”

Qingxuan felt his stomach up in his throat. Sun Longwei laughed and let go. The hockey player got up too quickly for Qingxuan to escape. He stood behind Qingxuan, making sure he was pinned to where he was. He took out a few 100s and placed it on the table. He leaned in closer, Qingxuan could feel his breath on his ear. He closed his eyes shut, hoping it’ll be over soon. It felt like he left his body for a brief moment.

“Excuse me, you’re in my way.”

That snapped Qingxuan back to reality. There was someone between Sun Longwei and himself now. He looked up to see a wall of black. Qingxuan went to speak but nothing came out. Instead he just grabbed the back of the shirt of whoever was in front of him. He Xuan could feel Qingxuan trembling. This enraged him, how dare someone make Qingxuan that scared. He had to have hurt Qingxuan in a way that only death could punish. He Xuan had no problem being the executioner.

“You are clearly making him uncomfortable.” He Xuan said. “I suggest you leave.”

“You’ve been doing the most during that photoshoot.” Sun Longwei said. “Are you following me or something?”

“That would mean you’d have to be interesting. And you aren’t, you’re some beefed up hockey player who can’t take no for an answer.” He Xuan said, only to get punched in the face. This caused Qingxuan falling to the ground.

He Xuan looked back with a feral look and turned back. Sun Longwei laughed. He Xuan didn’t hold back, and punched him back. The strength of the punch took Sun Longwei by surprise as he stumbled back. He wiped his mouth and a smudge of blood was left on his cheek. Sun Longwei pounced onto He Xuan, but He Xuan held his own.

By the time Chef came in from the back with Nora, He Xuan had Sun Longwei on The ground punching him. He Xuan had every reason to fight this man now. He had officially met Qingxuan and he was making Qingxuan scared. He could see it from where he sat.

He Xuan felt himself get picked up by a pair of strong arms. Sun Longwei got up from under the man, looking like minced meat. He Xuan fought the man holding him until he saw QingXuan’s face and stopped.

“I should sue you!” Sun Longwei shouted.

“Think of your reputation, Sun Longwei.” Nora said. “I suggest you get the fuck out and never come back.”

***

Xie Lian walked part way across the high level bridge. In his hands were two iced capps. One fully loaded with whipped cream and chocolate. The other is just plain. He stopped beside Qingxuan who was still in uniform, face stained with tears. Xie Lian handed his friend the fully loaded ice Capp.

“How’d you know where to find me? I turned my phone off.” Qingxuan asked.

“I know you. We both go here when we feel down.” Xie Lian said.

“Am I fired?” Qingxuan asked

“Why would you get fired? If anything Sun Longwei got banned because he threw the first punch.” Xie Lian said. “But Nora is worried. She’s been trying to call you. I’m sure Shi Wudu has also been calling.”

“I doubt Sun Longwei would tell Ge what happened. He's going to have to explain why everything.” Qingxuan said. “At least it means he won’t be able to come by work anymore.”

“The fight ended up on yegwave.” Xie Lian said. “And Ge, I mean Shi Wudu called me because he couldn’t get a hold of you.”

Qingxuan bowed his head and sighed. “Was the lead up on yegwave?” He asked.

“No. But you are in the video getting pushed down. And the massive panic attack you proceeded to have. I think your Ge is putting the pieces together.” Xie Lian said.

“I wasn’t pushed per say. I just stood too close to He Xuan.”

There was a pause.

“The man who came to my rescue.” Qingxuan explained.

The two took a drink from their iced Capps.

“Are you ok though?” Xie Lian asked.

“I.. I don’t know. Can I come back to that question?” Qingxuan asks.

“Of course. And maybe give Nora a call.” Xie Lian said. “And your brother. Maybe He Xuan too. People are worried.”

The two continued to look out towards the north Saskatchewan.

***

“I can’t believe I have to pretend to let this heal.” He Xuan said, touching the side of his face.

“I can’t believe you didn’t tear his head off.” Hua Cheng said, leaning against the railing.

They watched the two men talk and converse. They didn’t approach unless Xie Lian gave them the ok too. If he did not, the two were to leave and Xie Lian would make sure Qingxuan got home.

“I almost did. I wanted to. I wanted to tear everyone’s head off. How dare he do that to him. How dare they let him. How dare-“

“You once made him shake like that too.” Hua Cheng reminded He Xuan. “The fact you didn’t add to the carnage today is good.”

“I’m sorry we disturbed your date.” He Xuan said.

“It wouldn’t have been the first time.” Hua Cheng laughed. “I’m glad it’s for a different reason.”

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Another text was sent to Qingxuan, along with the countless more that were sent throughout the night. The morning after the incident at the cafe wasn’t good for anyone. The locker room was in a disarray with everyone whispering. It was bad enough to the team that their captain got into a fight with a very famous figure. What made it worse was that Qingxuan was either part of the fight or got injured just being an innocent by-stander. Shi Wudu was also confused on why Sun Longwei went to a cafe that was very much out of the way.

Pei Ming sat down before Shi Wudu, patting his knee.

“Anything?” He asked.

“No, and I’m. Ready to send a wellness check.” He said.

“Don’t do that. Have you spoken to Xie Lian?” Pei Ming asked.

“Xie Lian says Qingxuan is fine. It’ll be a few days before he’s back to his usual self. He wasn’t physically hurt, just very traumatized.” Shi Wudu said.

“He is an adult. Give him a few days. If he still ignores you, we can intervene.” Pei Ming said, wrapping an arm around Shi Wudu. He leaned in and whispered.

“You are a good brother, but he’s not that fourteen year old you took in anymore.” Pei Ming placed his forehead on Shi Wudu’s. “Give him some time.”

“You’re right.” Shi Wudu said.

The doors burst open, a very beat up Sun Longwei walked in with two black eyes, a bruised cheek and a split lip. Shi Wudu watched as the team PR’s team, Sun Longwei’s PR team and Jun Wu came in behind him. The coach came in three moments later. The team was on edge, a lot of them glaring at Sun Longwei.

“This is a nightmare. You are lucky we’ve been working around the clock to get any videos taken down.” One person said.

“Just pay them off.” Suggested Sun Longwei.

“He Xuan makes more money than you do.” Jun Wu said. “And even if we wanted to find the server, we can’t.”

“We can easily find the server. I strongly advise not seeking him out.” The coach said.

“This is going to be a media shit storm.” Another player said. “My girlfriend asked what happened. She thought it was Windy on the ground for a moment.”

“Wait, Mini Shi was there?” Asked another player.

Mini Shi was the nickname the team gave Qingxuan when Shi Wudu was signed. There was a time Qingxuan would be at the arena while the team trained due to school schedules. Shi Wudu was a generational talent and this team was the only team that would allow Shi Wudu to care for his brother the way he knew best. This included tuition for Shi Qingxuan, housing, and other needs.

“Why are we protecting an attention seeking slut?” One of the other staff members asked.

The way the room fell silent was a moment to remember in the locker room. They all looked towards Shi Wudu, who was staring daggers into Sun Longwei’s side. Sun Longwei tried to avoid his gaze. Pei put his hand on Shi Wudu’s shoulder and squeezed it.

“Qingxuan is family.” Sun Longwei piped up. “We don’t allow family to deal with media shitstorms. This also includes his friend, the short one. He has nothing to do with this.”

Everyone applauded Sun Longwei’s speech. Everyone but Pei Ming and Shi Wudu. There was something missing.

“What happened?” Shi Wudu asked.

“Didn’t Mini Shi tell you?” Sun Longwei asked.

“Why don’t you tell me first.” Shi Wudu suggested.

“Why does this matter? I’m pretty sure you know what happened.” Jun Wu asked. Walking up to Shi Wudu. “Unless he didn’t tell you.”

Shi Wudu got up to full height to stand in front of Jun Wu. Jun Wu was an inch taller than him, but Jun Wu had a presence around him. Shi Wudu knew this and didn’t like to start things with Jun Wu if it was avoidable. This was why Sun Longwei was captain and not him. But this was different. He was questioning the closeness of him and his brother.

“It doesn’t matter what he told me.” Shi Wudu said.

“It’s ok Jun Wu, I don’t mind telling him.” Sun Longwei held his head in his hands. “It’s actually really embarrassing. I was teasing Mini Shi a little. Stuff I’d do when I was younger. I don’t know if he got a boyfriend recently, or Qingxuan’s recent fame garnered him some fans but someone didn’t like it and wanted to stop it. I didn’t recognize him at first, but when placed his hand on Qingxuan, I couldn’t hold back. So I hit first. Imagine my shock when I realized it was He Xuan who was beating the shit out of me.”

“Was this your plan? Humiliate him in front of the team? What if the documentary crew was here?” Jun Wu asked.

“Are they not?” Shi Wudu asked. “You said a documentary would show the people the real team.”

Jun Wu’s eyes bugged out, his face went red. He raised his hand to slap Shi Wudu but stopped. Shi Wudu crossed his arms and looked at his friend. He looked pathetic but there was no way Sun Longwei would have harmed Qingxuan.. right? Sun Longwei looked over and got up, wrapping his arm around Shi Wudu’s shoulder.

“I only wanted to protect Mini Shi. I didn’t mean to make him panic, that was never my intention.” Sun Longwei said. “Allow me to go over an-“

“No.” Shi Wudu said. “No one talks to Qingxuan. Not you, you or you.” He points to Pei Ming, Sun Longwei and Jun Wu.

“Understood.” Sun Longwei said.

———-

Five days passed since the incident and nothing from his brother. Phone still turned off, Xie Lian only giving vague updates. ‘He’s still not doing great.’ ‘He’s watching some anime right now.’ ‘He’s probably at the dance studio. It’s where he spends his days.’ When Shi Wudu pressed Xie Lian in this studio, he didn't answer.

“Is there a reason why we are up at 5am in the morning?” Pei Ming asked.

“Get in, we are going to drive to Calgary for the next game. I got the Okay from the coach.” Shi Wudu said.

“Alright. But why are we not driving to the henday?” Pei asked again, noting the route the two were taking.

“Because we are making a pit stop. I need to make sure he’s ok. And he’s also coming with us whether he likes it or not.” Shi Wudu explained.

“We are kidnapping the minis?” Pei Ming questioned. “Isn’t there a certain law that deems this illegal?”

“One, we are kidnapping Qingxuan and bribing Xie Lian. Or at the least inviting Xie Lian to take Mu Qing down to Calgary via jet. Feng Xin already lives in Calgary. A night with friends should be all Qingxuan needs.” Shi Wudu said.

“Babe, I’m going to be honest. I don’t think Qingxuan needs a night with friends or teammates protecting him.” Pei looked at the man driving. “Qingxuan needs his brother.”

“He won’t tell me anything. Every time I mention anything about hanging out with us, he shuts down. He called you guys tumours a week ago when he stayed at my place.” Shi Wudu said.

“Damn. How are you going to tell him about us?” Pei asks.

“Tonight at dinner.” Shi Wudu said.

They pulled up to the apartment building. He held the keys to the apartment building and the apartment itself. It was only to be used in emergencies and Shi Wudu considered this an emergency. Pei Ming, who was thinking more clearly, texted Xie Lian ahead of time warning him about the plan. At least Qingxuan could warm up to the idea of being ‘kidnapped.’

The two men got to the door. Before Shi Windu could use the key, Pei knocked lightly. Shi Wudu looked at Pei Ming with an intense stare. Before he could speak, Xie Lian opened the door.

“He’s awake and alert. But…”

“I refuse to go.”

Shi Wudu heard his brother from the other room. Shi Wudu barreled through the door to go meet his brother. Pei stayed behind and looked at Xie Lian. Shi Wudu stopped in front of his brother, who sat there with his arms crossed.

“You cannot make me.” Qingxuan said. “I do not want to see a hockey game, I do not want to go to Calgary, I want to sit here and-“

“Rot away? Dance until you get an injury? Sulk?” Shi Wudu asked.

“What happened was traumatizing!” Qingxuan said. “I’ve never had someone beat someon-“

“You’ve seen plenty of people being beaten up in front of you. I’m worried about you. You ignored all my texts and calls. You ignored all of everyone’s calls. We are going.”

“Maybe it’s because I don’t want to hear the lecture of how I have to be safe. Of how the team’s reputation is on the line because of videos I didn’t post.” Qingxuan said. “And even I told you how it started, It’s not like you’d believe me anyway.” The part was said under his breath.

“Shi Qingxuan, I was worried because all I saw was you on the ground crying. I hadn’t seen you cry like that since your graduation, and when our parents died. I really couldn’t give two fucks about the others involved.” Shi Wudu kneeled down in front of his brother. “Sun Longwei shouldn’t have been at the cafe.”

“I blame that Jin Wun fucker.” Qingxuan said, bringing his legs into his chest. “He was being creepy with Xie Lian and I wanted to give him a taste of his medicine.”

Shi Wudu just blinked. “When I find Jin Wun, I’ll make sure he does a horrible death.”

“Well I’m going back to bed. Good night.” Qingxuan laid back down, turning away from his brother.

Shi Wudu huffed and came up to the bed. He took in a deep breath and in one motion, took Qingxuan’s blanket and rolled his brother up in the blanket. Qingxuan being totally caught off guard tried wicking his way out of the involuntary burrito he was in.

“Let me the fuck go!” He yelled as his brother marched him out of the apartment.

Xie Lian and Pei Ming watched as the blanket work squirmed so much. Pei gave Xie Lian an envelope to look through. Tickets for the suite level at the game in Calgary, snacks and spending money. Pei Ming bowed towards Xie Lian before running over beside Shi Wudu. Xie Lian didn’t know if he wanted to laugh or cry. Laughing because of the situation was Qingxuan. Crying because Qingxuan totally got taken by his brother.

——-

Xie Lian could not get back to sleep after what will be dubbed, the invasion of the hockey players. Thankfully Qingxuan doesn’t blame Xie Lian for what had happened. Xie Lian telling Qingxuan ahead of time probably saved Shi Wudu and Pei Ming jail time for attempted kidnapping.

So instead, Xie Lian stayed awake, got ready for work and pretended today was a normal day. It was only supposed to be a five hour shift. A five hour shift that was supposed to be with Qingxuan. He would never forgive Sun Longwei for what he did.

“Hey Xie Lian, someone requested to sit in your section.” The hostess called out. “His order will be in shortly.”

“Great thank you.” Xie Lian said.

He took a quick peak and there he was, the stranger with the grey hair. He wore a simple outfit today, a white dress shirt, navy blue dress pants. What was the choice were red bottom shoes. His hair was slicked back as usual. Xie Lian waited for the ticket to print, got his usual order ready and brought it up to him. The man looked and leaned back, smiling.

“Xie Lian, hello.” He said. “I’m sorry I haven’t been here in a while.”

“Oh don’t be sorry. We all have busy lives. I haven’t been here for a moment either.” Xie Lian told the truth.

The man took a sip of the coffee and Xie Lian swore he heard a moan. He put down the cup of coffee and ushered him to move forward. Xie Lian purposefully stayed out of arms length of the man. Xie Lian shook his head, placed the tray over his front and gave him a sweet smile.

“We’ve been instructed to keep our distance from guests for the foreseeable future.” Xie Lian said.

“It was because of what happened wasn’t it?” The man asked and sighed, placing his head in his hands. “It may have been my fault. I needed to speak to a client urgently and brought him here.”

“It’s not like you knew that would happen, right?” Xie Lian didn’t mean this as a question but he was curious.

“I had no clue. I may be his manager but I don’t know what happens in his head. He was so remorseful to Shi Wudu though.” This man said, looking around. “Is that server still around? I’d like to give him my deepest sympathies.”

Xie Lian just shook his head. “I think it’s best if you leave him alone. I must take my leave. If you want anything else or need anything, I’ll be around”

Xie Lian bowed and turned to walk away. He heard the chair move behind him, which made his heart race more.

“Xie Lian, you’ve got another table.” The Hostess said.

“Thank you!” Xie Lian said before going into the back.

The order came through and Xie Lian couldn’t help but smile. He knew who this was for, and it was perfect timing. Xie Lian needed to invite those two down to Calgary anyways. He assumed he’d have his own hotel room. His own hotel room meant him and San Lang could be alone again. A ring of a bell snapped Xie Lian back to reality.

He grabbed the plates and cups and came out. He gracefully sauntered over to San Lang’s table and placed the drinks and sweets down. Both San Lang and He Xuan sat there. San Lang’s face softened the moment he saw Xie Lian, He Xuan still looked very stone faced.

“Your highness!” Hua Cheng greeted him. “You seem a little tired today.”

“We had visitors at 5am today. It’s all good… I hope.” Xie Lian said.

Hua Cheng looked concerned and reached out to comfort Xie Lian but he pulled away from Hua Cheng. Hua Cheng took his hand back and squeezed it into a fist. He looked over and locked eyes with Jun Wu and understood with one look why Xie Lian isn’t being as friendly. He Xuan stared at the man who rested his head in his hand.

“Sorry, after what happened, we’ve been asked not to allow customers to touch us. Even if we want to hug them.” Xie Lian bowed his head. Then a flicker of light sparked in his eyes. “However, I can invite you to a hockey game! The both of you! In Calgary tomorrow. We’re going to go to be in a suite.”

“Why would I want to watch a bunch of giant men hit each other on knives?” He Xuan asked.

“It’s not hitting each other, or knives. But-“ Xie Lian was interrupted by He Xuan’s phone going off. The ringtone was Tate McRae’s ‘just keep watching.’

“Sorry Xie Lian, I need to take this.” He Xuan got up and walked away while he answered the phone.

“There’s also a private jet, but I think you guys will take a few of these.” Xie Lian said.

“We will be there, what time is the flight?” Hua Cheng asked.

“I’ll send you the details. But we will be there in time for lunch.” Xie Lian Said.

“You know it’s impressive for someone to have their own ringtone with He Xuan.” Hua Cheng commented.

“That happens to be one of Qingxuan’s favourite songs.”

“I’ll see you later, little Leaf.” He Xuan came back to the table and grabbed the keys off the table.

He Xuan looked distressed and in a hurry, Impressively, He Xuan took the coffee cup and downed all the coffee in one go. He took his keys off the table and nodded at Xie Lian.

“I will join you at the game, but I won’t be on the plane.” He Xuan stated. “You and Qingxuan, you guys like those gummies that make you high?”

“Yea. He prefers a hybrid. One gummy, does the job.” Xie Lian explained.<\p>

“I’m just going to ask the person there.” He Xuan said. “I’m going to get going now.”

And like that, He Xuan left the cafe. Hua Cheng looked at Xie Lian and leaned back. He was about to say something before hearing the smooth voice of the older gentleman.

“Xie Lian, I need help.” He calls out.

“I’ll be back, San Lang.” Xie Lian blew a little kiss and walked over the older man.

“What can I help you with?” Xie Lian asked.

“Come here, I can’t seem to figure out how this works.” He said. “I want to see if something is gluten free.

The look he gave Xie Lian spooked him. It was the same look Sun Longwei would give Qingxuan. Xie Lian held the tray just a little closer to his body. Xie Lian came around the table, still staying about a foot away from the man. He looked at the teams that the man was looking for. Xie Lian pointed to something on the screen. The man leaned in and took Xie Lian’s hand and guided it to the item he ‘wanted.’

“This one, my prince.” He said calmly.

“Please, just call me Xie Lian mister.” Xie Lian requested.

“I thought you were playing a prince character, considering that man called you your highness.” This man pointed out. “Also, please Jun Wu is fine.”

“Alright Jun Wu, here. This symbol tells you if it’s gluten free. Although you’ve been having things with gluten.” Xie Lian pointed out.

“It’s not for me.” Jun Wu said. “I wanted to get you a treat.”

“I see. I don’t need a treat, I’ll gain weight if I eat more.” Xie Lian looked up and saw San Lang ushering him to come. “Please excuse me.”

Xie Lian left Jun Wu and went to San Lang.

***

Five hours of back and forth between two tables. Xie Lian felt so bad for the other tables who he felt he neglected. If he wasn’t tired beforehand, he is now. He sat in a chair, watching the seconds tick on. 45…46…47…48…49… he was so close. Oh so very close. That’s when one of the newer servers came in and tapped him on the shoulder. Xie Lian groaned and looked up.

“The table with the old guy said he only wants you.” She said.

“I’m off.” Xie Lian Said.

“Hey Xie Lian, the beautiful man in red is looking for you.” Someone else said.

“Someone else already asked for him.” The first server said.

The two bickered back and forth before Xie Lian got up. He dusted his apron off and walked out. Both men stood up and waved towards Xie Lian. He took in a deep breath, collecting himself. He could feel himself wanting to snap. All he had to do was simply tell the two men he was off. All he had to do. So he pasted on a diplomatic smile.

“Hey guys, I’m actually off now. So please be nice to the servers after me please.” Xie Lian requested.

“Just one more coffee and cookie.” Jun Wu said, sliding a $50 bill on the table. “I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”

Like a guqin’s string, Xie Lian’s patience snapped.

“No! I said I was off, so I am off!” He yelled. “You two have worked me to the bone today and I am tired. I want to go home, smoke some weed, and maybe go fuck a stranger…. Ok maybe not but I’ve always wanted to say that..”

“Xie Lian I-“

“San Lang, not right now. I just.. I need to go home. I’ll talk to you later.” Xie Lian said. He walked to the table and took the $50 off of the table. “This is the least you can give me.”

With that, Xie Lian walked away.

***

Three hours later, Xie Lian sat outside his building, lighting up the bong he had sitting there. He walked everyone by. He wasn’t super fancy right now, a crop top, leather jacket, black jean cargo pants and combat boots. He wore sunglasses that were round. It was his ‘I know I look cool but don’t talk to me’ Look. He took in a toke before blowing the smoke out. He put the bong down and blinked. One moment no one was in front of him. The next moment, there was a bouquet of lotuses in front of his face. He looked past the bouquet and saw the red sleeve that was holding the bouquet.

“San Lang, what are you doing here?” Xie Lian asked.

“Apologizing.” Hua Cheng said. “May I?”

Xie Lian motioned the man to sit down. Hua Cheng sat next to him, picking up the bong. Xie Lian nodded, giving Hua Cheng the lighter. Hua Cheng took in his own role and coughed.

“This is rough.” He said.

“This is the best I could do on short notice. Qingxuan and I don’t like to smoke but today was rough.” Xie Lian said.

“I am sorry. I shouldn’t have egged him on like that. I don’t need to prove myself to him, or to you.” Hua Cheng said, grabbing Xie Lian’s hand. “I.. got jealous.”

“Jealous? Of a man twice my age?” Xie Lian laughed.

“I know it sounds bad.” Hua Cheng said. “And I have no right to be jealous but there’s something about him.”

“He’s Sun Longwei’s manager.” Xie Lian sighed. “Anyone willing to deal with that mess can’t be good.”

“I agree. Let’s talk about something else. What should I wear?” Hua Cheng asked. “I kind of want to try and match with all of you. But I fear He Xuan will forever be in black or dark blue.”

“Well Mu Qing will probably wear a Flames jersey. Feng Xing as well. Qingxuan is a mix bag. He may go super femme or super masculine.” Xie Lian said.

“And you?” Asked Hua Cheng.

“Probably something a little more femme. There was one time we wanted to wear jeresys, short white skirts, knee highs and berets. We seem to be on a beret kick at the moment.” Xie Lian said.

“I’ll wear something to match. Though I typically wear red.” Hua Cheng sighed.

“You’d look good in anything.” Xie Lian smiled. “You’re so handsome and kind, and.. why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?” Hua Cheng asks, leaning in a little closer.

“Like you’re going to..” Xie Lian trailed off when Hua Cheng leaned over him.

“Like what?” This time he used a sultry tone. Xie Lian swallowed the lump in his throat. They didn’t share a kiss in Jasper, and they weren’t nearly as bold as Qingxuan and his declaration towards He Xuan.

“Like you’re going to kiss me.” Xie Lian said.

It was at that moment, Hua Cheng and Xie Lian had their very first kiss again.

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There were many different ways Qingxuan wanted to spend his impromptu vacation. More called the morning after to give him a few days to cool down. It’s been five days since the fight, and Qingxuan returned to work in just three days. His idea of fun was going to the dance studio to practice a piece he got invited to perform during one of the cultural nights coming up. Out of the list of things to do, going down to Calgary with his older brother and his best friend wasn’t on this list. Unfortunately for him, he practically got kidnapped and forced into his brother’s G-wagon and away they went. From Edmonton to Red Deer the men remained in silence, saying the sounds of the road. No one dared play music, or start talking. 

Once they hit Red Deer, they turned into gasoline Alley to grab a quick bite. Shi Wudu ordered for both of them. Once they got their food, Shi Wudu parked off to the side and got out of the vehicle. Shi Wudu sat on the curb where Qingxuan stayed in the car, but allowed his legs to dangle outside of the car. 

“Is the burger good?” He asked.

 Qingxuan nodded. 

“Look I know you didn’t want to go on this outing.” Shi Windu said. 

“Not really,” Qingxuan said. “In fact I was going to be a vegetable for most of the day. Maybe grow a mushroom out of my head. Instead I am unceremoniously carried out of my house, thrown into the back seat and then was driven. You guys didn’t even give me time to get changed out of my PJs.” 

“There’s a change of clothes in the trunk.” Pei Ming said. “It’s stuff I snagged from a photoshoot we did with Louis Vuitton.”

“Great so I get to be a flashy kidnapping victim. Move over Kim Kardashian, Shi Qingxuan is coming for your throne.” Qingxuan was impressed that they were able to find things. “But there’s also makeup, hair, and cleaning oneself.” 

“You can clean yourself up at the hotel.” Shi Wudu said. “Tonight we are going to have dinner. Just you and me. Tomorrow night, you are going to a game in a suite.” 

“Ew, no thanks. A suite to myself sounds like torture.” Qingxuan said. “I’d rather do a line of coke on a used jockstrap.”

Pei Ming flitches at the sight of anyone doing anything with a jockstrap. Shi Wudu was getting frustrated. Pei Ming placed his hand on his shoulder and nodded. Shi Wudu took a deep breath and got up. 

“Have the brands or shades that you wear changed?” Shi Wudu asked.

“No.” Qingxuan said. “Well mascara is better than sex now, if you’re going to get concealer,

Make sure it’s tarte. Oh and some skin care. I typically use Korean stuff.” 

“I… im not going to touch this. I’ll be right back.” Shi Wudu said. 

“Finally.” Qingxuan sighed. He looked to the side and saw that Pei Ming was still there.

Pei Ming and Qingxuan sat there in silence. Both taking long awkward bites of their food. Pei Ming came and sat next to Qingxuan in the passenger seat. 

“You won’t be alone. Xie Lian, Mu Qing and Feng Xin will be there. As well as two more Xie Lian requested. They are arriving via jet tomorrow.” Pei Ming broke the silence first.

“They get a private jet and I’m stuck here in the back of a gods damned G-wagon? And will dinner be truly alone or are you going to join us?” Qingxuan asked. 

“I’ll be around.” Pei Ming said. “Not at the same table.” 

Qingxuan shut his mouth and took another bite of his burger. Pei Ming takes a bite of his burger. Pei Ming sighs, thinking about how he could be a friendly face to Qingxuan. Or the very least, the uncool brother he could count on.

“Look, Qingxuan. I know you do not like me but your brother was so worried about you.” Pei Ming said. “We saw the video and you weren’t answering. Xie Lian wasn’t telling us anything, other than that you were alive. Nora said you got the next two days off to recover. He just wants to make sure you are recovering.” 

“Safe?! He thought kidnapping me was the safe option? I asked for one thing from my brother and now Xie Lian and I are getting stalked at our place at work. Xie Lian can’t open up his comments on instagram without some weirdo wanting to stab him.” Qingxuan crossed his arms. “On top of that, I have to see his stupid face everywhere. Everywhere! I was able to ignore it now and now that I’m getting an ounce of attention, he comes crawling back!”

“You’re brother-”

“I’M NOT TALKING ABOUT WUDU!” Qingxuan yelled. “It’s not always about my brother!”

“Then who?” Pei Ming asked.

Qingxuan began to talk, but decided against it. He just sunk into the seat even more. He took more bites out of his burger. Pei Ming got up and leaned against the car. He watched Shi Wudu look awkward in the make up section. Pei Ming put two and two together.

“What happened at the cafe.” Pei Ming started. “I know that must have been scary. I’m glad you had someone there to help you.”

Qingxuan blushed at the mention of his saviour. The way He Xuan stood there and punched the man was incredibly hot. If Qingxuan didn’t have that panic attack, he’d probably have gone home with He Xuan and let He Xuan do anything he wanted to. No, maybe not to his home, but the back seat of his car. Qingxuan looked at Pei Ming with a small smile. 

“He’s amazing honestly, even though I only met him around twice. I wish I could have chatted with him more that day. He checked in with me the day after, and felt so bad for what had happened. He even got some sushi delivered to my place.” Qingxuan said. “He also brought over chicken wings, pizza, and just food. For someone as fit as he is he sure likes food.”

“I’m glad you’ve found someone. Sun Longwei was saying something about that.” Pei Ming said. “It's weird because it felt like there was something going on between you two by the way he talks about you. You would hang out with Sun Longwei all the time. He can’t stop talking about how proud he is of you. Especially the ones you two did with Yizhen. I think everyone loved the photos. His favourite was the one where you wore the black jeans. He swore that photo was made for him.”

“What? Where did you get that idea from! What Photo?” Qingxuan asked in horror.

“The one of you lying down on the fire escape. You were wearing all white.” Pei Ming said. “I mean, artistically good but I’ve known you since you were what, 11? And…”

All of the words Pei Ming was saying got replaced. Soon it was Sun Longwei’s voice stuck in his head.

“You were made for me, Qingxuan. Now relax…” 

“Qingxuan, stop it. The more you fight, the more it’ll hurt.”

“Kick me again, and I will break your ankle.”

“… it’s kind of getting creepy. Even your brother feels awkward about it.” It was like a record stopped in Qingxuan’s mind. He knew Pei Ming was droning on but all he heard was Sun Longwei telling him how much he loved him. Qingxuan placed his hands over his ears and looked down from Pei’s gaze. Pei Ming noticed this change immediately and got up. He crouched in front of Qingxuan, holding his knees in place so Qingxuan couldn’t escape into the back seat of the G-wagon. Qingxuan’s face went cold, his stare so icy it burned anyone looking at him. 

“Qingxuan?” Pei Ming asked.

“Please….” Qingxuan whimpered.

“Hey, what is going on?” Pei Ming asked. 

“Make it stop. He won’t leave me alone. Why is it always him?”

“Did something happen between you and Sun Longwei?” He was stern, but sweet in his delivery. “Something that may have hurt you?”

Not a sound came out of Qingxuan. He just looked down and suddenly Pei Ming’s hands started getting wet. It was odd because it wasn’t raining. He looked closely and realized that Qingxuan was sitting there crying. Little tiny gasps of air were all that could be heard. It didn’t take long for Pei Ming to put the pieces together. He grabbed Qingxuan and embraced him in a hug. Qingxuan tried to fight the embrace but gave up. 

“Hey, hey. It’s ok, Qingxuan no one is going to hurt you here.” Pei Ming said. “It’s just you, myself and your brother.”

“Why is Sun Longwei lying?” Qingxuan cried.

Pei Ming couldn’t answer him, not without confirming what he had already thought. Qingxuan began to cry harder and louder. Pei was going to have a hard time explaining the snot on his shirt, or the fact that Shi Wudu’s little brother is in the back seat crying. None of that mattered at the moment. Pei Ming just hugged him harder, to the point Qingxuan felt like he couldn’t breathe. 

“Sun Longwei is the reason.” Qingxuan said in between sniffles. “He’s the reason why Xie Lian and I stopped going to games.” 

“I believe you.” Pei Ming said. 

“Thank you.” Qingxuan said. 

Pei Ming felt and heard the smack of Qingxuan’s hands as he hugged Pei Ming back. Qingxuan suddenly found a new respect for Pei Ming. He still didn’t like the man and didn’t understand what his brother saw in him. Maybe expect the fact that yes, Pei Ming is ‘handsome as fuck’ as described by Xie Lian. All of Shi Wudu’s friends were handsome, even Sun Longwei. Qingxuan could agree he looked good. It was the one thing Qingxuan hated about himself. Qingxuan heard footsteps come up and then a hand placed on his back. 

“Di, what’s happening?” He asked and looked at Pei Ming. 

“He just needs a moment.” Pei Ming let go of Qingxuan and took Shi Wudu to the side. 

Qingxuan watched as Shi Wudu talked with Pei Ming. He took in a deep breath and looked at his phone. He clicked a button on his phone and put it up to his ear. 

“Hello.” Even on the phone, He Xuan sounded so cool.

“Hey there best friend.” Qingxuan said, smiling and then sniffling. Fuck, so much do playing it cool. 

“Is everything ok? Have you been crying? Who am I killing?” He Xuan asked. “I’m not above tearing someone’s head off.”

“It’s been a morning. My brother and his best friend kidnapped me, and now we are going down to Calgary. I’m also mid-panic attack for something unrelated.” Qingxuan explained. “ I just felt like talking to you for some reason. I’m sorry, you’re probably doing modelling things.”

“I can come and get you.” He said. “I’ll even climb into a window or 50 for you.” 

“He didn’t tie me up to a bed or anything. Just picked me up and threw me into the car.” Qingxuan laughed. “Besides, Xie Lian and others will be down via jet tomorrow, so I won’t be totally alone.” 

“Ah, so that’s what the invite was for? I am going. Unfortunately I won’t be on that flight. ” He Xuan said plainly.

“Oh, I see.” Qingxuan felt like Xie Lian for a moment. He didn't know if he wanted to laugh or cry. “Maybe I’ll get to see you in Edmonton sometime?”

“I’ll be on a flight to Calgary in about 4 hours. There’s a certain leaf I have to rescue.” He Xuan said. “I hope he can wait for a little while.”

Qingxuan wanted to laugh, then cry, and get giddy all at the same time. It was like he found a Prince Charming, or a ghost king to come and rescue him. He looked over to his brother, who looked worried. 

“I think I have to spend some time with my brother. Trust me your offer sounds very tempting.” Qingxuan looked at the seat and played with the threading. “I know who else is going. I fear Hua Cheng is in for an interrogation. He may need your help.” 

“Hua Cheng will be fine. Let me sneak you out after your brother is done.” He Xuan incited. “We can finally spend some time together. Just us and not in passing.”

“Only if you climb my ivory tower to come get me.” Qingxuan giggled and then stopped. “Oh my heavens that sounded incredibly dirty. I’m so sorry.”

“Tell me which hotel and room number. You’ll see me on your balcony after you’re done with your brother.” He Xuan said.

“I will.” Qingxuan watched as Pei and his brother finished speaking. “Hey, I had to get going. I’ll text you later, ok.” 

“I’ll see you tonight, little leaf.” He Xuan said and hung up. 

Little leaf? As a pet name? This was a first for Qingxuan. Hearing He Xuan say that made his heart skip a few beats. Qingxuan thought about his pet name fo He Xuan and frowned.  It’s been ‘best friend’ this entire time. His cheeks were red, hands clammy. He smacked himself in the cheeks before his brother came up and kneeled down in front of him. Pei Ming patted Qingxuan on the shoulder. 

“I didn’t tell him everything you told me.” Pei Ming squeezed Qingxuan’s shoulder in an endearing way. 

“Hey.” Shi Wudu said. 

“Hi.” Qingxuan replied back. 

“Come here.” Shi Wudu said, wrapping his arms around Qingxuan.

 Qingxuan hugged his brother back and tightly. Qingxuan tried to keep the tears back. He didn't realize how much he needed a hug from his big brother.  

“We are going to keep going. Once we get there, I’ll give you my card so you can get some clothes so you don’t look like a ‘flashy kidnapping victim.’ I got some essentials for your face.” Shi Wudu lets Qingxuan hands him the bag. I also forgot to make sure you had your ID.”

“Which is why Xie Lian gave me Mini’s wallet.” Pei Ming said, handing that to Qingxuan.

“Thank you Ge.” Qingxuan said before swinging his legs over. He wasn’t going to tell his brother that he already had his card. “We can continue.” 

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“There shouldn’t be this many options.” He Xuan said, looking at all the menu options. 

“What kind of vibe are you hoping to capture?” The clerk asked. 

He Xuan wanted to treat Qingxuan to some quality goods. Learning that he enjoyed the strong edible, He Xuan went to a store to go looking. He didn’t expect to see the things he was seeing. Different shaped glass wear posters all over the walls. Things that looked like normal candy, only to find out it wasn’t. 

“I’m saving a man, who I want to ravage, from his brother who took him to another city.” He Xuan said. “He likes to feel floaty and light. He’s a joy to be around. He’s like the wind under a ship’s sails.”

“Wow, I see we have a man in love. I would like to show you the chocolate. Dark chocolate is a natural aphrodisiac. He will love it.” The clerk said. 

“Not love. Too early for that. He just had a rough day and I know this stuff makes him feel better.” He Xuan said. 

He Xuan did a quick scan of the merchandise. He saw a chocolate bar that looked really good. Clean packaging, nothing bright like a high lighter. He Quan rose up from the glass and pointed to the chocolate. 

“This one.” He Xuan said. 

“You sure? That’s-.” The clerk said. 

He Xuan’s phone buzzes. “Yes. I can’t be in here longer, the smell is getting to me.”

The clerk started to talk, but He Xuan didn’t listen to him much. Something about feeling intense emotions, making sure he doesn’t eat this alone. He Xuan had been in prison before prisoner rights became a thing. He Xuan had dealt with hallucinations on a scale no man could fathom. He looked down at the phone, opening the text message and frowned. 

‘I guess I won’t be seeing you. Leave it Ge to book the one room with no balcony.’ Was the text sent by Qingxuan. 

“Alright, thank you. How much?” He Xuan asked. 

“About $80.” The man said. He Xuan looked at the man with a look. 

“This better be fucking good.” He Xuan said. “I’ll take some gummies too. Those ones.” 

‘Shame, I guess I’m going to break some windows.’ He Xuan texted back, laughing at his witty banter. 

‘Or you can just come as you are. Although my brother put me in a room beside his, so be extra sneaky.’  Qingxuan texted back. 

‘He is the definition of over protective.’ Qingxuan wrote.

“All together, that’ll be $120.” The clerk said. 

He Xuan blinked. This shouldn’t be this much money. But Qingxuan deserves the best. He took out his black Amex, flaunting the fact that he is someone of status. The clerk laughed. 

“Cash only man, gotta use the ATM.” He pointed to an atm. 

“What place only takes cash these days? I heard Canada was practically cashless.” He Xuan said to himself.

‘I’ll pretend to deliver pizza, or room service. I can be whatever you want.’ He texted, going to the ATM to take out some cash.

‘Carbs late at night is a bad idea. But I like where your head is at.’ Qingxuan texted. 

‘After I’m done with you, you’ll be hungry for more. See you tonight little leaf.’ He Xuan texted, exchanging the money for the gummies and chocolates. 

“Be careful man, that chocolate is pretty strong. Don’t take more than one until you know it’s been activated.” The clerk warned again.

He Xuan just nodded and exited out of the store, ordering an Uber. He Xuan typed a quick message to Hua Cheng.

‘Packing a bag, going to the airport, getting the first flight out.’

———

“So, I thought you should be the first to know. But Pei and I are going to give it a shot.” Shi Wudu said.

“…”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“Here you go gentlemen.” The waiter says, placing down both plates of food in front of the brothers.

“Thank you.” Shi Wudu said. 

“Thanks.” Qingxuan said. 

“So?” Shi Wudu asked. 

“Congrats?” Qingxuan said, taking a bite of his food. “Look, we all knew. Even the tumblr girls think you guys are dating. He may not be my favourite, but he’s a good guy. I would trust my drink around him.”

Shi Wudu was a little taken back by the comment. He took it as a compliment for not just himself but the man he chose to be with. 

“Is he still a tumour?” Shi Wudu asked.

“100%” Qingxuan said. “But not a gross cancerous one.”

“What about you, do you have anyone you’re seeing?” Shi Wudu asked. 

“I’m seeing no one.” Qingxuan said. “I am not dating anyone, nor have I slept with anyone for about two months now.” 

“I see.” Shi Wudu said, taking a bite from his food. “Not even the man in all black I keep seeing everywhere?”

“I don’t know what we are. It’s more ‘I think you’re hot, but I think I want to date you.‘“ Qingxuan said. “And what do you mean you see him everywhere?”

“He is doing some modeling for the sports club line.” Shi Wudu said. “He doesn’t talk a lot, and when he does, it’s to the other model in mandarin. I don’t know if they realize I speak fluent mandarin as well. Not a big fan of ours, especially Sunny. So you two have that in common.”

“I’m sure he has his reason.” Shi Wudu noticed Qingxuan tightening his grip on his knife.

“Enough about that asshole.” Shi Wudu said, stunning Qingxuan. Are those two not best friends?

“Good talk.” Qingxuan said, sipping his drink.

“I want to make an appointment for you to go talk with someone. I think therapy will do you a world of good.” Shi Wudu said.

“For what reason?” Qingxuan asked. 

“There’s something bothering you, you can’t seem to talk with me about it.” Shi Wudu said. “Therapy isn’t a bad idea in general.” 

“You are right.” Qingxuan said. 

“I would like to talk to you about what happened this morning.” Shi Wudu said. 

“What do you want to know?” Qingxuan asked.

“I’d like to know everything, but I’ve been told I shouldn’t try and force it out of you.” Shi Wudu said. “And I’ve had two people tell me that I’m doing a shit job of listening. So let’s start off with this morning.”

“I didn’t mean to freak out at Pei Ming.” Qingxuan said. 

Shi Wudu blinked. “I’m talking about the panic attack.”

“It’s not like I didn’t have them before?” Qingxuan said. 

“I’m worried because one moment, you were pissed at me, the next you’re trembling in Pei Ming’s arms. I know the conversation started with what happened at the cafe.” Shi Wudu, reaching out to his brother. “I want your side about what happened. Something didn’t feel right with his story.” 

Qingxuan took a deep breath. 

“Some guy was bugging Xie Lian. I decided to have some words with this man. Then Sun Longwei came up and tried to make a scene. I left everyone alone, went to another table. I came back, it was just Sun Longwei. He asked me very personal questions. He wouldn’t let me leave, and threw money at me like a cheap whore. That’s when someone came in between us. Sun Longwei threw the fist punch, which sent me back into the ground.” Qingxuan sank into his seat. “I promise I won't do anything to provoke him. I never provoked him.”

In the corner of his eye, he saw Pei Ming giving him a thumbs up. What has my life come to? Getting props from Pei Ming. He thought to himself. He studied the look on his brother’s face, which was the same look he gave regardless of what he said. Shi Wudu had a very good poker face. 

“You don’t need to defend yourself. I can’t defend Sun Longwei’s actions.” Shi Wudu said. “He said he thought someone was harassing you.” 

“What?!” Qingxuan stood up. “He’s been the one who's been harassing me!!” 

Qingxuan covered his mouth and sat back down. He didn’t want to look at his brother, he could feel the look his brother was giving him. He couldn’t look at Pei Ming, who sat a few tables behind the two. 

“Di, are you sure it’s him?” Shi Wudu asked.

“Just forget it.” It’s not like you believe me anyways was what Qingxuan wanted to add to that. “I knew you’d make excuses.”

“No excuses were made. I’m… I actually don’t have words.” Shi Wudu sat there stunned. 

“Oh..” Qingxuan was also at a loss for words.

“Shi Qingxuan, why didn’t you tell me?” He asked. 

Qingxuan looked up at his brother, he was angry but he wasn’t angry at him. A closer look, the look in Shi Wudu’s eyes, was sadness. He looked back at Pei, he motioned for him to keep going.

“I didn’t tell you because he’s your best friend.” Qingxuan said. “One of your first friends in the NHL. I know the culture, the team comes first and I didn’t want to be the source of locker room drama.” 

“I’ll handle it.” Shi Wudu said. 

“Ok.” Qingxuan knew trying to ask Shi Wudu to not do anything was pointless. “Can we talk about something happier?” 

“What would you like to talk about?” Shi Wudu asked. 

“So tell me more about how you finally came out to Pei Ming.” Qingxuan said. 

“Well….” The two finish their dinner, talking

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Qingxuan closed the door behind him. He leaned against the door and sighed. That was an intense and long dinner. He looked at the time and sighed. It was only 9pm, way too early to turn in. Actually it was the perfect time to turn in for the night but he didn’t want to. He checked his phone and no messages. 

A small, rhythmic knock sounded in the door. Qingxuan’s ears peeked up and he looked through the eyehole. It was He Xuan, looking up and down the hall. There was no way he came down to Calgary. He opened the door quietly and ushered him in. Qingxuan closed the door slowly, listening for the click. He told He Xuan to stay quiet as he walked to the bed and turned on the TV.

“Hey there best friend.” Qingxuan said with a shy wave.

“Hello there little leaf.” He Xuan replied. 

The man wore a dark navy blue jacket with some stones on the shoulder. His hair was down for once, gently cascading down his face. Qingxuan felt very unfashionable. He went to the bags of clothing and looked through what he had to choose from. So far it was just Hockey player chic. He took out a way too big sweater, one of the dress shirts. In one of the Louis Vuitton bags held some black leather pants. It wasn’t ideal but it’ll work. 

“Let me change. Don’t look!” Qingxuan said, trying to rush He Xuan into the bathroom. 

“I’ll keep my eyes closed.” He smiled. 

Qingxuan quickly changed, finding a Louis Vuitton baseball cap and putting it on. He grabbed his room key and gave it to He Xuan. He gladly took the room key and put it in his wallet. 

“I got some chocolate. I found this in a store that sells edibles.” He Xuan said. “I mean, I don’t understand why they are called edibles, everything is edible.” 

“Oh best friend, I’m about to show you a whole new world.” Qingxuan said, opening the pack and breaking a piece.

 He held one out for He Xuan. He Xuan looked at it for a moment, before leaning down and eating it out of Qingxuan’s hand. Qingxuan smiled and ate a piece himself. Qingxuan made a face when the chocolate had a bit of an earthy taste. He chalked it up to it probably being a very strong chocolate. He looked at the packaging, ‘1500mg.’ It was very strong but they wouldn’t be dead to the world for five days. He put the rest of the chocolate in his bag. 

“Ok, let’s go on this adventure. We gotta be quiet. Ge isn’t asleep yet.” Qingxuan said. 

“Well then, stealth is my specialty.” He Xuan smiled. He held out his hand for Qingxuan. Qingxuan was hesitant to grab it, but he did. It was like they fit perfectly together. He Xuan led the dancer out of the hotel room. 

***

With a Peter’s milkshake in hand, his other hand in He Xuan’s, Qingxuan balanced off of the curbs along the bluff. Their first stop was a bus stop to head on up. They went to a restaurant called Tokyo Street Market. They bought at least 4 bottles of Souju before stumbling their way out. They next explored the neighborhood a bit. They happened to find themselves at Peter’s drive in and got some fries and milkshakes. After talking to three locals, they were pointed in the direction of something they called the bluff. They’ve been there for at least 45 minutes.  

Qingxuan figured he could order the wine later at the hotel. He didn’t know if He Xuan had a chance to get a hotel room or not. It’s not like they were going to do anything romantic. He Xuan had his phone in his other hand. Qingxuan thought He Xuan had some important business, He Xuan was actually getting photos of Qingxuan. He stopped to look at the skyline of the unfamiliar city. 

“The view is beautiful, isn’t it?” Asked Qingxuan. 

“Yes, it is.” He Xuan said.

Qingxuan took a sip of his milkshake and turned to look at He Xuan, only to find He Xuan looking at him. This was probably not the best time to keep sipping on the straw but Qingxuan couldn’t help it. He Xuan placed his hands on Qingxuan’s waist and picked him up. He put Qingxuan down on the road, hands still on his waist. Qingxuan ran his fingers over He Xuan’s cheek. He flinched at the touch. Qingxuan saw the slight discolouration of his cheek and was shocked. Usually a hit like that would have taken a few days to heal. 

“It still hurts, doesn’t it?” Qingxuan frowned.

“A little bit. It looks worse than it actually feels.” He Xuan assured him. 

“I’m sorry you got hurt because of me.” Qingxuan frowned.

“You don’t get to be sorry. He will be sorry.” He Xuan said. 

“He probably didn’t expect a model to throw a hay maker like that.” Qingxuan said.

“I did martial arts.” He Xuan said. 

“You didn’t have to do that. You make money using your face. You shouldn’t be used as a punching bag.” Qingxuan said, allowing his hand to drop. 

In response, He Xuan wrapped his arms around Qingxuan’s lower back, the two of them pressing against each other. Qingxuan now had his cheek on He Xuan’s chest. He wrapped his arms around He Xuan’s back, hugging him. He took in the smell of Eros. Qingxuan could feel the warmth coming from He Xuan. 

“There was a time, instead of protecting the one I love, I became his downfall. I never want to feel guilt like that again.” He said. “Never again.”

Qingxuan felt guilty for the little bit of hope he felt in his heart. There was something about this hug. It was something He Xuan longed to do for a long time. Qingxuan knew he needed a good hug like that for a very long time. Qingxuan was content with staying this way. 

“See, they are dating! it’s so not fair.” A passerby said. 

The two instantly separated from each other, much to Qingxuan’s disappointment. He giggled a little before taking another sip of his milkshake. He Xuan had his head down, he was actually blushing so hard, he looked like he ate something spicy. Qingxuan bent down to look up at He Xuan’s face. 

“This is a very beautiful sight.” Qingxuan teased before getting up and smiling a few paces ahead. “I get those kinds of comments with Xie Lian all the time.” 

“Just to clarify, you two aren’t dating?” He Xuan asked, looking up. 

“Nope, I’m fairly single. You can say I’m still getting over a great love. But I still participate in hook up culture.” Qingxuan explained. “I lost someone around four years ago.”

“Love can transcend lifetimes.” He Xuan said. 

“You think so? I think there’s always that one true great love. I know I haven’t had mine yet. That would be cruel of the fates to do that to me.” Qingxuan explained. “If that got taken for me, I’d wish to die.”

“Don’t say that.” He Xuan said. 

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to get dark. Especially since I don’t know what life you’ve lived.” Qingxuan said. 

“I’ve lived several lives before becoming who I am today.” He Xuan said, catching up to the man. 

“I would have been shocked if you hadn’t. You’re what, 26?” Qingxuan asked.

He Xuan laughed. “Try 30.” 

“Not with that skin. What is your secret?” Qingxuan asked. 

“I’m not telling you that. You already look very young.” He Xuan said.

“Meanie.” Qingxuan mumbled under his breath.

He Xuan looked at the skyline. It wasn’t like the skyline in Shanghai but He Xuan understood the beauty that Qingxuan saw. He Xuan would take Qingxuan to Shanghai, show him the fish and the skyline. He’d worship Qingxuan while basking in the lights. The lights started to move in waves, a feeling that he wanted to throw up. He put on a smile and turned to face Qingxuan again. This time however Qingxuan wasn’t facing him. Qingxuan was about seven feet away from him, talking to someone on the path. 

“Is it just me, or does he have leaves blowing around him?” He Xuan asked himself, watching the tall man glow with a cyan light around him. 

The man Qingxuan was talking to was shorter than Qingxuan. He Xuan felt a wave of jealousy wash over him. That was his little leaf, and no one else’s. He Xuan shook his head. No, he can’t think like that. Qingxuan was his own person, and could do whatever he wanted. He Xuan decided he would inspect the situation and then act accordingly. He Xuan got closer, hearing the conversation. 

“Of course I can sign that!” Qingxuan said, taking the sharpie and photo. 

The boy was so happy, and took Qingxuan’s hands into his. Qingxuan jumped a little, not expecting this. The teen was going on and on about how much he loved every single photo. Qingxuan began looking for He Xuan, realizing that his scary dog privilege was not around. Something about having He Xuan there with him made him feel at ease. 

“You got to let go of me first, so I can sign the picture.” Qingxuan smiled.

 “Sorry.” The man said and Qingxuan quickly signed the picture. 

“I totally want a picture too.” He said. 

“Yes, totally. Say cheese.”

Qingxuan did a half heart hand on his cheek, and the fan did the same pose as Qingxuan. He Xuan came closer, realizing this man was actually someone no older than 15 he Xuan felt a little silly. The child began speaking again but Qingxuan couldn’t pay attention. Instead he saw what he swore were skeleton fish swimming in the air. He looked at the skyline and the lights looked like waves in an ocean. Now he really wanted He Xuan near him, feeling a little uneasy.

“He x-“ 

As if Qingxuan was summoning him, He Xuan came up from behind Qingxuan and wrapped his arms around him tight. Qingxuan went red like a maple tree, his eyes widen a little bit. He didn’t know what to expect from this man, but this wasn’t something. Qingxuan felt He Xuan’s head nestle right into his shoulder. 

“Mine.” Was all He Xuan said. 

“Sorry about him. Very territorial..” Qingxuan said. 

“Thank you again, you are so cool. Tell He Xuan I say hi.” The teen said before running off. 

“Hey, are you ok?” Qingxuan started to say something but He Xuan brought him in even tighter. 

“Mine.” He Xuan said.

“Mine?” Qingxuan asked.

He Xuan proceeded to lightly bite Qingxuan’s neck. All sorts of feelings came though Qingxuan’s body. He felt scared but he also could feel pleasure pulsing through him. He felt the heat go to his cheeks. This was when he knew that the chocolate was not weed chocolate. 

“Mine.” He Xuan said, as if the bite was a way to mark him.

“Maybe it’s time we go back?” Qingxuan said. 

“I have my own hotel.” He Xuan said. He got his wallet and pulled out Qingxuan’s keycard. 

“Bestie, that belongs to me.” Qingxuan said, grabbing the keycard. 

“Oh, well I do have my own room.” He Xuan said. 

“I assumed so. You didn’t come with bags.”

“You can come to my room.” He Xuan said right into Qingxuan’s shoulder. Qingxuan only felt vague vibrations in his shoulders and couldn’t hear him.

“Fine, don’t come then.” Qingxuan said., loosening the grip He Xuan had on him. “But I’m heading back.” 

“Don’t go.” He said, tightening around Qingxuan again.

“Then come back with me.” Qingxuan said. He turns to face the man cupping his face in his own hands, squeezing his cheeks together. He looks like a fish when I do this. Qingxuan thought and laughed.  

“You promise.” He Xuan didn’t really ask. 

“Yes, we are going to go back to the hotel. Watch some shows, some movies, and..” 

“You’ll be mine.” He Xuan said. 

“Yes.” Qingxuan said.

“Yes what?” He Xuan Placed his thumb on Qingxaun’s lower lip.

“Yes, I’ll be your’s.”

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Qingxuan just giggled and ordered the uber. It took three minutes to get the uber there. He Xuan returned to holding Qingxuan from behind. In reality, it was more Qingxuan trying to hold He Xuan up. Once the uber got there, Qingxuan loaded He Xuan into the car, closing the door and entering in through the other side.

Qingxuan looked at the package of chocolate and laughed to himself. He Xuan tried so hard to get them some weed chocolate. Instead, He Xuan picked out the chocolate with shrooms in it. Qingxuan also noticed that a few more pieces of the chocolate had been eaten. Qingxuan looked at the man beside him in the uber and sighed.

“How many pieces did you have?” Qingxuan asked. “Also it’s impressive you were able to get into my bag.”

“Hmmm, I had three.” He Xuan said. “I want another one though.”

“How about once we get to the hotel.” Qingxuan said.

“I need someone to eat.” He Xuan said.

Qingxuan shook his head. Did he hear that right? Qingxuan looked at the chocolate again and sighed. The only reason he’s acting like this is because of the chocolate. He thought to himself, putting it back into his bag. Qingxuan was impressed that he was able to walk into a store and get some. The entire time He Xuan held Qingxuan the entire time. Qingxuan selfishly enjoyed this.

“You can eat me.” Qingxuan joked, winking. He pointed to his cheek. “Right here.”

He Xuan was about to take a bite out of Qingxuan’s cheek before the uber turned into the hotel. Qingxuan came to the desk first, leaving He Xuan with the fish in the fish tank. He Xuan was having the time of his life. He pursed his lips together, mimicking the Fish’s mouth.

“Do not tell my brother. I know he has spies.” He said to the staff. They just looked at him with a smile. The staff had no clue what was happening.

The two got onto the elevator. He Xuan began pressing a random button. Then another one after the evaluator stopped. By the fifth button press Qingxuan held onto He Xuan’s hand. He Xuan smiled and turned to pin Qingxuan against the wall.

“It’s time for my meal.” He Xuan said. His knee between Qingxuan’s legs.

“In the hotel room.” Qingxuan said.

“Let me snack.” He Xuan said, leaning down to do something. Qingxuan covered He Xuan’s mouth. He Xuan growled into Qingxuan’s hand. Qingxuan bit his lip and felt the heat rise straight to his cheeks.

“At the hotel room.” He was stern but He Xuan got the message.

The elevator came to its final stop, the two of them stumbled out of the elevator. Hitting every single plant and wall on their way over to the room.

“Shhhhhh….” Qingxuan giggled as they were doing a horrible job of actually sneaking into Qingxuan’s room.

They heard the door next to them start open. Qingxuan worked to throw He Xuan into the room. Qingxuan leaped into the room right after. Once they were in, Qingxuan quickly shut the door and locked it. He locked the locks that kept the doors closed if someone did use the key. He waited a few moments before he moved from the door. He called down to the front desk to ask for room service. Which was being up as much junk food as possible. He Xuan attached himself back onto Qingxuan.

“There was a time where the windmaster would attach himself to the water demon. He wouldn’t let go.” He Xuan said.

“So now you’re here to hold onto what he couldn’t?” Qingxuan asks.

He Xuan turns Qingxuan around, giving him a very serious look. The look frightened Qingxuan a little bit. The intensity of He Xuan’s stare, him tucking Qingxuan’s hair behind his ears. He Xuan’s eyes looked like they were glowing in the light. He Xuan cupped Qingxuan’s chin and leaned in.

“No. What I couldn’t do.” He Xuan whispered, kissing Qingxuan’s cheek. As Qingxuan was allowing himself to be pulled into a dream, a small knock on the door sounded through the room.

“Coming!” Qingxuan said, leaving He Xuan back over by bed.

He Xuan just fell onto the bed. He looked up at the ceiling and saw all sorts of patterns. The biggest pattern he saw on the ceiling was what looked like a transportation array. He Xuan blinked and it was gone. Qingxuan was talking with the room service people. He Xuan can hear him talking.

Qingxuan grabbed a 20 to give to the hotel worker. He gathered the trolley to take in, telling the worker it was no big deal. As the worker walked away, something caught Qingxuan’s ear. He looked over to a room across the hallway. Outside of the room a tall blonde stood there, watching Qingxuan. Qingxuan could see the man’s face, just scribbling over his face. Qingxuan watched the man back before turning and calling into his room.

“I’m coming babe!” He said extra loud before closing the door.

Qingxuan came back with bags of chips, sweets, and even some hot food. He kneeled down in front of He Xuan and took off his shoes. Gently got the expensive dress shoes off the tall man. Qingxuan put the shoes by the front door for He Xuan to find later. Next, he found some clothes for He Xuan to wear. The only thing he could find in He Xuan’s size was a hockey hoodie and sweat pants that had his brother’s number on it.

“He has like five of the same outfit.” Qingxuan told himself.

He brought the clothes to He Xuan who sat up on the bed. He set the clothes off to the side, He Xuan watching his every move. Qingxuan looked like a painting in motion.

“You should take your jacket off. Unless you want help.” Qingxuan said.

“I think I need your help.” He Xuan teased. “Babe.”

He went to actually take off his jacket. For some reason the zipper wasn’t working. Or his hands were working. He started to get a little concerned with this new revelation.

“W-wait. What is happening?!” He Xuan started to panic.

“Shhhhhh, I’m here to help.” Qingxuan said, grabbing He Xuan and hugging him.

Qingxuan climbed on top of He Xuan and unzipped He Xuan’s jacket, and gently took it off. Qingxuan admired his toned He Xuan is. Qingxuan felt something in He Xuan’s pants. Qingxuan bit his bottom lip and fought every urge not to roll his own hips.

“I’m sorry, the emotions are.. intense.” He Xuan said.

“So best friend, you got us shrooms.” Qingxuan laughed.

“So I didn’t get an edible?” He Xuan asked. “But everything is edible.”

“…You did. Just of a stronger drug. Instead of feeling floaty, we are about to embark on a spiritual trip where we learn things about ourselves and each other.” Qingxuan said “This is why the emotions are very intense and you took a huge dose for a first timer.”

“So that’s why you have leaves around your head?” He Xuan asks.

“Yes my friend.” Qingxuan said, helping He Xuan out of his shirt and into the hoodie. Qingxuan got out of He Xuan’s lap and gave He Xuan the pants. He got up off the bed and began to unbuckle his belt. Qingxuan closed his eyes and averted his gaze. Finding some stray threads interesting on the beds . He sat back down on the bed, feet touching the ground. He Xuan chuckled and sat back down on the bed, wearing sweat pants.

“….pretty.. Windmaster….” He Xuan mumbled, Qingxuan only picking up a few words.

“Who is this Wind master you keep referencing?” Qingxuan asked.

“You…” He Xuan said. “My Wind Master…… Ah….. everything feels weird.” He Xuan looked down towards his own crotch. Qingxuan couldn’t help but follow the gaze. He instantly looked up and away from the man, blushing hard.

“You’re in good hands.” Qingxuan reassured him. “I haven’t had nearly as much as you.”

Qingxuan took one deep breath, and the full feeling of the shrooms kicked in all at once. For whatever reason, he poked a He Xuan in the cheek and giggled. He Xuan looks at Qingxuan who keeps giggling. Qingxuan flopped down laying on the bed, his hat falling off. Qingxuan looked at He Xuan with a certain curiosity about him.

“Hey… best friend.” He said, his voice a little more husky.

He Xuan climbed up on top of Qingxuan, his hair falling to one side of his face. Qingxuan began to see the fish skeletons swim around He Xuan’s head. Qingxuan went to pet one, but instead of petting a fish, he booped He Xuan in the nose. He giggled and booped his nose again. Qingxuan went for a third time but He Xuan stopped him.

“Sorry, it’s my turn to feel the drugs really kick in.” Qingxuan explained.

“Hmmm…” He Xuan said, “And what are you feeling now?”

“I.. I don’t know.” Qingxuan said. “I think I just want…”

The thought came and went with the wind. Qingxuan looked up at the man with golden eyes. His skin had the iridescence of a fish. But when Qingxuan touched his cheek, he didn’t feel scaly at all. Qingxuan smiled, poking He Xuan’s cheek.

“Having fun?” He Xuan asked.

“I want a new name to call you. Maybe Fishy. You could be my fishy!” He yelled in excitement.

“I’m not a fish…” He Xuan had to sit there and think for a moment.

“Fishy!!!” Qingxuan squished his cheeks together. Qingxuan frowned and allowed his arm to fall his side. “Maybe not fishy.”

He Xuan leaned down, finding Qingxuan’s ear and whispering “I like best friend.” His hand found Qingxuan’s hand and held it.

He Xuan rolled off of Qingxuan. He laid on the side to face Qingxuan. “I only like it when you call me best friend.”

“Hey there best friend..” Qingxuan whispered.

“Mmm.” He responded.

“Why me?” Qingxuan asked.

He Xuan didn’t answer Qingxuan. He Xuan once again attached himself to Qingxuan. His head resting on Qingxuan’s shoulder. The man was warm to the touch. Qingxuan started to stroke the side of He Xuan's head. A man of very little words made the biggest gestures.

“Alrighty then best friend. We are going to watch some Netflix. I had a few good choices for us.” Qingxuan said.
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The feared ghost king He Xuan was currently laying in the arms of Qingxuan watching some sort of movie about demon hunters. He Xuan looked up at the man while holding him. Qingxuan fell asleep holding onto He Xuan. He Xuan got up, moving himself so he could get a better look at Qingxuan. His eyes scanned the man. Qingxuan still wore his outfit he was wearing earlier. He Xuan thought about at least getting the pants off but decided against it.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for you. I understand Hua Cheng now.” He Xuan whispered.

Qingxuan stirred a little, causing He Xuan to move back to where he was. Qingxuan moved and opened his eyes to see where he was. He looked down, seeing He Xuan laying down in the bed under the covers with him. Qingxuan reached out towards He Xuan and decided against it. He rolls over onto his back, looking at the ceiling. The plain ceiling is full of glittering stars. If Qingxuan was still feeling the effects, He Xuan definitely was as well considering he had the higher dose.

“Hmm what time is it?” He asked, reaching for his phone.

He looked at the screen and th white 1:00am staring back at him. Qingxuan swore the time just blinked at him. Typically this would be around the time he would get to bed, regardless of if he had an early morning. He rubbed eyes and attempted to quietly move out of He Xuan’s grasp thinking the man in his arms was asleep. Qingxuan sat up fully only to find his head on the pillows and He Xuan looking down on him. Qingxuan took a moment to steady his breathing, convincing himself that he wasn’t in danger.

“Hey, I didn’t realize you were awake.” Qingxuan smiled. “How are you feeling?”

“I am. I didn’t mean to be so rough, I’m still feeling things.” He Xuan apologized.

“It’s ok, I like it a little rough.” Qingxuan said.

A growl came from He Xuan, in turn made Qingxuan feel hot all over. He’d never been a particular fan of men trying to growl. This however, made Qingxuan weak. Qingxuan’s blue eyes locked in with He Xuan’s golden eyes. They truly did look like they were glowing. Maybe it was the drugs, maybe magic did truly exist. Qingxuan tilted his head.

“I didn’t mean to come across flirty. I… sorry , you just took me by surprise.” Qingxuan said. “I’m just going to get the couch ready.”

“No.” He Xuan said.

“Did you want the couch?” Qingxuan asked.

“No.” He Xuan replied.

“Oh boy.” Qingxuan looked concerned. “Do you know what you want? Water? Sweets?”

“You.” He Xuan growled.

Before Qingxuan could reply, He Xuan’s lips were on his own. Qingxuan blinked and wrapped his arms around He Xuan. He Xuan opened his mouth, allowing his tongue to invade Qingxuan. It wasn’t much of an invasion when he opened his mouth to meet him. Qingxuan was shocked at how long He Xuan’s tongue actually was. A moan escaped from Qingxuan’s throat.

He Xuan moved his hips and stationed them between Qingxuan’s legs. He Xuan takes off the hoodie in one motion. Qingxuan looked up, to see a god over top of him. Lights and colors painting the man’s body in all sorts of colors. He Xuan looked down at Qingxuan’s red face, his lips. On how inviting though lips are. He Xuan ran his hand up Qingxuan’s chest, lifting the sweater up in the process. He Xuan leaned back down, pressing his body against Qingxuan’s.

“I swear in all lifetimes, you are always so beautiful.” He Xuan nibbled on Qingxuan’s ear.

“I…I…” Qingxuan stumbled.

He Xuan moved down to Qingxuan’s neck. The was pleased with himself as Qingxuan moaned at his touch. His hand found itself just above his pants. He Xuan got up from kissing his neck and looked at Qingxuan.

“I want to make you feel good. Please…” he Xuan asked. “No sex, I promise.”

“No sex.” Qingxuan pleaded.

He Xuan put his hand down Qingxuan’s pants, and started stroking him through his underwear. Qingxuan threw his hands over his mouth and panted. He Xuan took his hand out and undid Qingxuan’s pants. He took out his penis and started to stroke it up and down.

“He…He Xuan..” Qingxuan moaned.

He Xuan just growled in approval, grabbing his own penis and stroking it with Qingxuan’s. He led Qingxuan’s free hand down. Qingxuan also grabbed onto their penises and He Xuan’s hand. He Xuan started to grind against both husband Qingxuan’s had. His other hand grabbed the headboard Above Qingxuan’s head. With each moan Qingxuan made, He Xuan answered it with a grunt.

Qingxuan felt a build up in his stomach. It was intense, and made him squirm. He Xuan moved from holding the headboard to holding the man under him. Qingxuan smacked He Xuan’s chest.

“He Xuan… He Xuan..” Held whimpered.

“So close. Let it wash over you.”

“I……” Qingxuan let out. He Xuan just held him there.

Qingxuan felt the pleasure build up more. He was both so desperate to get away and wanted to stay. Qingxuan trembled, wrapping both arms around He Xuan. He Xuan in turn began thrusting harder and faster. Each thrust kept in pace with moan. With each moan beginning to get higher and higher, He Xuan waited until he answered one of the moans wit a low growl.

“Ahhhhhhh! H-H-He….. Xuannnnn” Qingxuan moaned out, arching his back. Some warm liquid hitting the bottom of his chin.

Both of them looked at each other breathless. It was like the whole world stood still for them. ‘It has always been you.’ Qingxuan could hear He Xuan’s voice in his head. He smiled. Qingxuan leaned up and kissed him. When Qingxuan pulled away his smile disappeared. Another face came into view. This time it wasn’t Sun Longwei’s face.

“M-M-Ming-Xiong…” Qingxuan blinked, and the face was He Xuan’s. He looked into his eyes and saw the way they shattered. Qingxuan felt his own heart shatter into million pieces. Someone who came up to see him, who was so considerate of him, just broke. He Xuan wiped the tear that Qingxuan didn’t feel fall from his eye.

“I…. I’m sorry.” Qingxuan said, pushing past He Xuan and running to the bathroom.

He Xuan laid down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

“You said you’d be mine…” He Xuan’s voice trailed off, fast asleep.

Qingxuan took some deep breaths before shaking his head. He felt like an idiot. It was four years ago since the man he saw passed away. Qingxuan patted his cheeks, got himself out of the sweater with cum on it and grabbed some toilet paper. He opened the door and sighed.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to call you by a different name I… oh”

He Xuan laid there asleep. Still having cum on his chest. Qingxuan laughed to himself and walked up to clean him off. Qingxuan put He Xuan under the blankets. Rested his head on the pillows. ‘That was so selfish of me to allow that to happen.’ He thought to himself. ‘I’m so sorry.’

Qingxuan stretched and did his nightly routine to the best of his ability. He touched his lips, watching his cheeks turn pink. There is no way he remembers what just happened. I’m not going to tell him anything. He thought to himself as he continued moisturizing his face.

He called down for some extra pillows. He changed into the PJs he left in. Light blue silk PJs with clouds on them. It felt extra soft to the skin. Qingxuan suspected that He Xuan would leave the room in the morning anyways. When the pillows came to the room, he put some more on the bed, around and under He Xuan’s head. He moved some of the hair out of the way and kissed He Xuan’s forehead.

“Good night, He Xuan.”

Qingxuan got up and placed two pillows on the couch. He wrapped himself in his own blanket from home. He sat down on the couch before toppling over onto the pillows. Qingxuan then closed his eyes and allowed the shrooms to put him to sleep, until his FaceTime ringer rang.
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< Windmaster sat at the foot of his statue, his back against the cold stone. He was seeking refuge from the rain, watching it pour down like crazy. The night was dark, and the night was isolating. People would still worship the madame of the wind but little did they know she sat there. Windmaster closed his eyes hoping the sleep would take him away from reality. To a place where he was living the life of a lord. Someone who wasn’t struggling.

“You look pathetic.” A familiar voice said.

He didn’t know if he would laugh or cry. It was the voice and face of his best friend but he was dead. Instead it was the man who was responsible for his brother's death. He wasn’t going to blame him for the state of his life. Windmaster could have chosen a different path. Windmaster just opened his eyes and laughed.

“I don’t know what’s more pathetic, me or the fact you decided to find one lone mortal who's pretty insufficient.” Windmaster said. “I know you’re a water demon, but maybe you shouldn’t be in the rain.”

Why was he being nice to him? He Xuan thought to himself. Windmaster had no reason to be cordial with him. He’d almost rather windmaster got angry. Would rather there be a fight. But instead this man gave him kindness. A kindness he didn't deserve from him.

“No.” He Xuan said before walking up to Windmaster.

Windmaster looked up at the man. He went to get up from the ground but instead, He Xuan had him up in his arms in one swoop. Windmaster was stunned and didn’t know what to think. His body was fighting against him. He wanted to lick and scream and fight him. He also wanted to hold on tightly to the man.

“Where are you taking me now?” Windmaster asked and He Xuan opened up a black umbrella and started walking.

He Xuan did not answer while they walked. It wasn’t different from when he pretended to be Earthmaster. Maybe there was a time when He Xuan really cared for Windmaster. Maybe there was a time where He Xuan was actually his best friend. Maybe there was a time that the two of them were meant to be lovers. Windmaster wanted to rest his head on He Xuan’s shoulder. Instead he kept looking straight.

They got to a house that was on the coast. It was small but dry. Windmaster didn’t care if he was cold, he knew this was where he would probably die. The doors opened and he was pleasantly surprised to find that the cabin had a door spell to He Xuan’s lair. He Xuan closed the door and placed Windmaster down on the ground. Windmaster reached for something to hold himself up. He Xuan shoved a staff in his hand. He Xuan then walked a few feet away, opened a wardrobe and got out a simple teal robe. He handed it to windmaster.

“You’re soaked, wear this.” He said.

Wind master nodded and found a shade to go behind so he could change. He didn't want He Xuan to see the state his body was in now. When Windmaster came out, he relished the feeling of the robe. It had been so long since he felt genuinely pretty. The only time he’d hear he was pretty, it was from men who wanted him for other reasons. He somehow avoided getting raped by soilders. Some of them even ended up dead after they put their hands on him.

He Xuan came up and picked Windmaster up again. Windmaster didn’t fight the man. He looked around before leaning over him. Windmaster naturally tried to back away but he ended up up against the wall. He Xuan continued his pursuit of Windmaster until he was a few inches away from him. Windmaster tried to shove him away but He Xuan grabbed his wrists and pinned them over his head.

“He… He Xuan…” Windmaster whispered.

“You finally said my name...” He Xuan just hummed.

“What are you doing?” Windmaster asked.

“Giving you a place to stay while it storms.” He Xuan said.

“Can you let go of my wrists?” Windmaster asked. “You’re hurting me.”

He Xuan nodded and listened.

“Is there a reason why I’m on the bed?” Windmaster asked.

“Because right this second. I want your legs wrapped around me, your chest against mine, and your voice screaming out my name all night long.”

“I… we’ve… I’ve never done this before.” Windmaster blushed. “I’d rather it be with you than some old smelly soldier.”

He Xuan stayed quiet as he cupped Windmaster’s face and planted his lips onto his own. Windmaster tried so hard to push him away but He Xuan was stronger. Windmaster felt hot, his rational thinking going away with each kiss. Eventually he started kissing He Xuan back.

“Mmmm good, now open your mouth.” He Xuan Commanded, and Windmaster did just that.

He Xuan’s tongue found its way into his mouth, waging a war of dominance against windmaster’s. Windmaster hesitantly touched He Xuan’s shoulder. Windmaster was lost, he didn't know where to put his hands. He didn’t know what was happening. He Xuan took windmaster and laid him down on the bed. He Xuan broke off the kiss to inspect the mess he made Windmaster.

“W-wait.. too fast…” Windmaster pleaded. “S-slow down.. please. It’s too much all at once.”

His lips found Windmaster’s lips once more, giving him a more gentle kiss. He moved Windmaster’s legs around him and sat him up into his lap. Windmaster looking at He Xuan, trembling out of nerves. He rubbed Qingxuan’s back, trying to show a gentle side.

“I’m sorry. We can go as slow as you want.” He Xuan said. “You’re mine for the time being, allow me to kiss you.”

Windmaster took the opportunity to kiss He Xuan first.

***

The sun woke up Qingxuan from his slumber. He looked around, remembering that he was on the couch when he finally fell asleep. But now he was on a bed.

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The door opened and two clumsy people stumbled in. Xie Lian closed the door and iced it just as Hua Cheng stole another kiss from the smaller man. Xie Lian struggled getting his shoes off and kissing the raven haired man.

“Let me take my shoes off. We’ll go and… mmmmpph,”

Hua Cheng’s hands found its way on Xie Lian’s ass, gently squeezing it. Hua Cheng chuckled, kneeling down to take Xie Lian’s shoes off. Xie Lian made to leave and escort the man to his bed. Instead, Hua Cheng kept Xie Lian there. He pinned Xie Lian against the wall and rested his hands on Xie Lian’s belt. Xie Lian looked into Hua Cheng’s eyes.

‘Plllleeeeeasee.’ He thought to himself.

It was like Hua Cheng read Xie Lian’s mind and unbuckled his jeans. Xie Lian moaned out as Hua Cheng took out his penis and started stroking it. Hua Cheng looked up into Xie Lian’s eyes. He continued to look when his lips wrapped around the very tip. Xie Lian covered his mouth and let out a loud moan through his throat. Hua Cheng began to move down and then back up.

Xie Lian looked up and shut his eyes, feeling his mouth move up and down his shaft. His breathing quickened and he started to feel weightless. His legs didn’t want to support his body anymore. Hua began to use his tongue which only sent Xie Lian more of a frenzy.

“San lang!” He moaned out.

Hua Cheng kept going.

“San Lang… I’m going to….” Xie Lian moaned out again.

Hua Cheng kept going. Hungry for more.

Xie Lian rode the waves until he felt it crashing. He tensed up and grabbed Hua Cheng’s hair. He began to shake, his moans turning into screams until Xie Lian let out one final cry.

“San Lannnn-ahhhhh!” He felt the air escape his lungs.

Hua Cheng sat there, swallowing every bit of Xie Lian. Hua Cheng came up and kissed Xie Lian softly.

“That….” Xie Lian felt himself go limp and fell into Hua Cheng’s arms.

“Let’s get you to bed.” Hua Cheng said, picking up Xie Lian. Xie Lian grabbed his phone from his pocket.

“I have to make a call.” He said. “We have a rule. Ask before we bring any over and fuck.”

“What if we don’t fuck?” Hua Cheng asked, putting the man into the bed.

“I think he’d feel better knowing I’m not alone.” Xie Lian said.

“Maybe text him.” Hua Cheng said.

“Hmmm, I agree.” Xie Lian, sending over the text to Qingxuan.

Xie Lian took Hua Cheng by the shoulders and slammed him into the bed. Xie Lian climbed on top, straddling the man. He took off his leather jacket and allowed his hand to trail over Hua Cheng’s pant’s button. Hua Cheng blinked and then smiled, grabbing Xie Lian by the waist.

“My turn.” Xie Lian said

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Shi Wudu, Pei Ming and Qingxuan sat down at a table with their plates. Both Pei Ming and Shi Wudu had stacks of food on their plates. Qingxuan decided he was going to wait for Xie Lian before bringing to eat. They started eating in complete silence. They sat at a large round table that was way too big for their group of three. Qingxuan looking around for anyone as a distraction. He knew that the table was big enough to accommodate maybe his friends and almost the whole team. He just didn’t know if the group would include Hua Cheng, He Xuan and Sun Longwei.

“So, did anything fun last night?” Shi Wudu asked

“Nope… stayed in the room.” Qingxuan lied and didn’t do a good job of hiding the lie.

Pei Ming smiled, with a smile that was all knowing. It was like he knew what had happened. He just sat there, quiet.. too quiet. He put his cutlery down and took a long sip of his drink.

“Hmmm.” Shi Wudu just sipped his coffee. She Wudu looked up to see three very familiar faces walk up. “Xie Lian, Mu Qing, Feng Xin

“Sorry we’re late, Mu Qing couldn’t find something to wear.” Feng Xin said.

“I wasn’t the one who just had to match Xie Lian and Qingxuan.” Mu Qing crossed his arms.

“I don’t want to look like their dad.” Feng Xin pointed at the two seemingly smaller men.

“Let’s not fight. Sit down.” Pei Ming suggested.

Qingxuan looked at his outfit. It was very under-dressed for his standards. Just a long sleeve knitted top, grey jeans, and a chain. He wore his hair up in a ponytail. The other three looked decked out in their finest clothes. Qingxuan wondered why they would do that, it’s just his brother.

Xie Lian grabbed a seat next to Qingxuan, while the other two sat across from the pair. A waitress came by with some water and took everyone’s drink order. Xie Lian grabbed Qingxuan’s hand, prompting him to look at Xie Lian.

“You good?” He asked.

“Yea…” he looked at his brother and leaned into a whisper. “It was a bit of a rough trip last night. I’ll explain after we get rid of idiot one and two.”

Xie Lian Giggled while looking at the buffet of food. Xie Lian got an idea, grabbing Qingxuan by the hand.

“Hey I’m hungry. Qingxuan walked with me.” Xie Lian said, pulling up the tall male. Qingxuan just blinked and went with it.

The two walked over to the plates, Xie Lian grabbing a plate and began looking at the options. Qingxuan followed suit and also grabbed a plate. Qingxuan understood this was ‘Xie Lian wants to talk and needs to do so as soon as possible. It also allowed for the players to filter in. Maybe even sitting next to his brother so Qingxuan could sit beside more desirable targets such as Mr. He Xuan.

“How was your night? I saw the text this morning. Seems like things are progressing.” Qingxuan said.

“Well my night was pretty good. Well ok the day was shit but the night was good until my bed broke.” Xie Lian said, grabbing some salad.

“You fucked him that hard that your broke the bed?” QingXuan asked.

“We didn’t get that far.” Xie Lian went bright red. “You see..”

_____

Xie Lian was half naked, unbuttoning the shirt of the man he kissed. It wasn’t rare for Xie Lian to take the lead at first. Typically he’d initiate the sex, but by the end of it he was no longer taking charge. Usually this was the point where he’d be flipped into his back. San Lang was different, he allowed Xie Lian to take the lead.

Xie Lian kissed Hua Cheng’s neck, causing Hua Cheng to buck underneath Xie Lian. This caused the floor to creak underneath. Xie Lian’s hands moved to reach for Hua Cheng’s penis. Xie straightened out, unbuttoning his pants before the fatal creak could be heard. It took two seconds before the bed frame snapped, causing the two to fall down with it. Hua Cheng grabbed onto Xie Lian, as if to break his fall.

After the shock wore off, Xie Lian began to laugh, then cry and then both while still tangled up with the man in red.

“This is fate telling me I shouldn’t sleep with you, isn’t it?” Xie Lian asked, sitting up off the ground.

“I think it’s telling us to wait.” Hua Cheng said.

_____

“So now I need a new bed.” Xie Lian laughed.

“That is unfortunate.” Qingxuan said.

“So we’ll cross the bridge of who gets to top another time.” Xie Lian sighed. “Although I wanted to do both. I wanted to fuck him so badly, and then I wanted him to turn around and give me the most disrespectful fucking of my life.”

“Disrespectful sex is the best way to break in a new bed. Just let me know ahead of time.” Qingxuan said. Causing a few people to look over. “I don’t need a repeat of 4th year.”

Xie Lian just shivered in embarrassment.

“And what about you? I thought He Xuan got some weed. I told him what to get you, I didn’t think he’d get such a high dose that you two would be tripping.” Xie Lian said.

“He tried. He tried so hard. He got us shrooms. And he ate most of the chocolate bar.” Qingxuan said.

“Oh… oh god. First off, that impressive he got some and got on a plane with that. The last time you did shrooms, you didn’t have a good time.” Xie Lian fussed over Qingxuan like a child.

“Riiiight? I’m kind of impressed. I was more worried about him. It felt like he was reliving a past life. I was so good. Until… well.” Qingxuan leaned over and whispered everything that happened.

Xie Lian couldn’t help but go red. After the initial shock of what the two did, Xie Lian looked at his friend with sorrow in his eyes.

“I’m sorry that happened.” Xie Lian said. “Do you know what brought that on?”

“He told me it’s always been you. I think he did. It was weird it felt like I heard him in my mind. I think it was the idea that I could possibly be happy with someone else. Or that…” Qingxuan said. “That was the last time Ming Yi came up with another guy...”

Qingxuan stopped himself. “I don’t think I’ll be seeing him again unless it’s in a professional setting. I mean, he moved me to the bed, brewed some coffee and wrote me a note.”

Qingxuan gave Xie Lian the note to read. It stated.

‘Qingxuan, Thank you for last night. -He Xuan.’

“What makes you think that you won’t see him?” Xie Lian asked. “Have you talked to He Xuan at all?”

“That is a whole different ball of yarn. What happened was in the middle of him at his peak. I don’t know if he remembers, and if he doesn’t? I can’t just be like ‘hey there best friend, we got high, rubbed our dicks together and afterwards I cried because of my dead ex-boyfriend. Please be mine?’?…. No!” Qingxuan said, causing a few more looks.

“I’m sure it’s not that bad.” Xie Lian tried to reassure him.

“You don’t understand! It was like I killed his favourite fish. How the fuck am I supposed to look him in the eyes?” Qingxuan asked.

“With gentleness. I’m sure if you explain to him who he was, he’d understand. From what you’ve told me, he’s lost someone he’s loved.” Xie Lian said, moving his hair out of his eyes. “Also, he wouldn’t have left you a note saying to wear his jacket if he was mad. Just talk to him when you guys are alone.”

“I mean, the jacket looks good on me.” Qingxuan said, looking over once more.

“It does.” Xie Lian said, nodding.

“I’m glad you called me last night. You helped calm me down.” Qingxuan said.

“I didn’t. I would have been in the middle of…. activities.” Xie Lian said.

Qingxuan eyes widened. “No, that can’t be right. You talked about stuff only we know… about… if that wasn’t you, who did I FaceTime?”

“I haven’t the faintest clue, are you sure you FaceTimed someone?” Xie Lian frowned. “We can figure that out later. Let’s enjoy some lunch. Maybe Mu Qing and Feng Xin are getting along.”

“Or Hua Cheng came about and he’s being integrated again.” Qingxuan Said.

“You’d think Hua Cheng would come without He Xuan? They are like us, a packaged deal.”

When the two got back the table was full of players. Not all of them but a good chunk including Sun Longwei. The two scanned the table and Xie Lian smiled. They found Hua Cheng and He Xuan sitting with Feng Xin and Mu Qing. This time He Xuan was in the hot seat. Hua Cheng noticed the two and waved, prompting He Xuan to look and smile.

“See, nothing to worry about.” Xie Lian said.

“Do you think Vinny would let me switch with him so I sit next to He Xuan?” Qingxuan asked. He scanned over to see his brother and the head tilt to say sit down. “I spoke too soon.”

Qingxuan sulks over to the seat, sitting down in the chair next to his brother. Xie Lian took his seat right next to Qingxuan. Mu Qing and Feng Xin had moved down a few seats to make room for some of the other players. Players like Sun Longwei and a French player named Gabriel Monroe. Not every player was present. If Qingxuan wanted to see He Xuan, he’d have to look past Sun Longwei.

“Oh what about your day? You said it wasn’t great.” Qingxuan asked.

“San Lang and creepy old guy decided they wanted to one up each other. I ran ragged for five hours. And by the end of it, Creepy old guy thought he was so entitled to me, he threw a 50 down. I lost it, and after pocketed the 50. I felt so bad for San Lang because I fought with him too. But he gave me flowers afterwards.” Xie Lian answered. “I think I know where sunny side up learned his behaviour from.”

There were times when Xie Lian and Qingxuan would talk in code. In order to not stir trouble, Xie Lian used the nickname they gave Sun Longwei a very long time ago before everything transpired.

“Well, San Lang also shouldn’t have done that.” Qingxuan said. “You had every right to be angry. He also got you flowers.”

“They were lotuses too.” Xie Lian said.

“And only a 50, that’s too cheap. Next time, it's $250 or nothing.” Qingxuan said. “I at least got a few hundreds thrown at me. Although I gave most of them away to other staff.”

Xie Lian laughed and started eating. Qingxuan also started eating.

——

“What do you mean you saw a teleportation array?” He Xuan asked Hua Cheng in Mandarin.

“I saw it, Xie Lian and I were about to make love for the first time and I looked up and there it was. A hand went through it. So I had to think fast and broke the bed.” Hua Cheng said.

Right now they were surrounded by white hockey players. Xie Lian and Qingxuan weren’t on the other side of the round table, but they were far enough away that if Hua Cheng started a conversation with Xie Lian, half the table would hear. It also didn’t help that He Xuan’s two least favourite people sat at the same table. One of them in the way of him and Qingxuan.

“I thought the mushrooms had me ‘tripping.’ I saw one form over the bed. Thankfully Qingxuan was outside the room.” He Xuan said.

“Mushrooms? Why did you get mushrooms?” Hua Cheng asked.

“Because I wanted to get him chocolate and be fancy and I didn’t know they had mushrooms in them.” He Xuan said. Hua Cheng still looked confused. “I do not recommend doing mushroom chocolate with Xie Lian. Unless you want extreme emotions.”

“How? Nevermind.” Hua Cheng rolled his eyes. “The array, did anything go through it?”

“No.” He Xuan said.

Hua Cheng felt an arm wrap around his shoulders. It appears that the conversation the two were having would be tabled. He stopped to turn around and glare at the man only to see Xie Lian beaming with sunshine. It was one of the players that Xi Lian seemed to have been pretty fond of.

“Have you seen Xie Lian’s artwork yet? It’s truly a masterpiece.” The player said.

“I had the pleasure of seeing some pieces last night.” Hua Cheng said, looking at the brunette. Xie Lian blushed and looked away.

“Myself and the Wife want to commission him. We figured get a piece now, and allow the value to grow.” The man said.

“I’ll have to commission a piece myself. It’ll give me an excuse to have you come to Shanghai.” Hua Cheng said to Xie Lian.

The player looked between Xie Lian and Hua Cheng and made a connection. He turned to the player beside him and whispered.

______

“Mini Xie, I saw more of your paintings on instagram. Is there a chance I could commission you?” He asked “I’ve been wanting to ask for a while but wanted to wait. my wife and I are building a new house here and thought it would be perfect.”

“Oh yes, you can contact me through instagram.” Xie Lian put on his sales voice. “Do you have any thoughts?”

“One of your landscapes done with ink.” The player said.

As Xie Lian spoke to the players, Qingxuan looked at his brother. “Ge, I think you’re right.”

Shi Wudu stopped his conversation with his teammates and looked at his brother. The rest of the party continued on with the conversation. Qingxuan can feel the eyes of a few players on them.

“Right about?” Shi Wudu asked.

“What we talked about last night. I think I need it.” Qingxuan made himself small. Shi Wudu patted his brother on the shoulder.

“I’ll schedule you an appointment with someone.” He said, taking a bit of his food and putting it on Qingxuan’s plate. “What brought this on?”

“I just talked to Xie Lian. I.. would like to try dating again. In fact there is someone.”

Shi Wudu was about to speak until someone else piped up.

“Windy will do anything for his brother.” The French player spoke, causing a few stares, including some from Hua Cheng and He Xuan. “I’m sure if Windy could, he’d set you up with a nice…. Ummm….”

“A man, about 6’1, dark clothes, dark hair, intense eyes.” Pei Ming said. “Someone who came out of someone’s room at around 7am wearing some expensive clothing. Might go by the name of Fishy.”

Qingxuan wanted to die and disappear. Because now he had the attention of Sun Longwei. Someone who had the audacity to be looking like he was betrayed. Hua Cheng looked over at He Xuan who found the glass of water very interesting. His cheeks were tickled pink. Xie Lian clued into the conversation and giggled.

“Fishy?” He whispered. “He calls you little leaf and you call him Fishy?”

“No! He’s ‘best friend,’ but not in a best friend way. Very specific though.” Qingxuan tried to explain. He then turned to Shi Wudu, who had an eyebrow arched. Other teammates came in close. Qingxuan attempted to stuff his mouth with food to avoid the conversation. That was not working.

“Can we talk about it when everyone else isn’t present?” Qingxuan asked in a quiet voice.

“Of course.” Shi Wudu patted the top of his brother’s head. Shi Wudu gave everyone a look that made them do anything else.

Qingxuan tried to look over at He Xuan, but instead met Sun Longwei’s gaze. It took a few seconds to look away from the hockey player. Why did he have to be right there? Qingxuan thought to himself. He heard a song come from his phone. He looked down and saw a message from He Xuan. It was just a fish emoji. Qingxuan giggled and sent back a leaf emoji.

He Xuan sent another fish. Qingxuan giggled some more before looking up to look at He Xuan.

‘Why aren’t you in the jacket?’ He asked.

‘I didn’t realize you left it for me to wear..’ Qingxuan texted, putting a crying face at the end

‘Well you could wear it tonight.’ He Xuan texted.

‘Maybe I will.’ Qingxuan sent.

‘See you tonight little leaf.’

——

Was the jacket way too fancy for a hockey game, yes. Did Qingxuan do his best to dress it down, also yes. Instead of doing anything too drastic, Qingxuan put on some black pants, black shoes and beret. He allowed the jacket to be the statement, it was big on him but he didn't care. The jacket smelled so good, like He Xuan was hugging him.

“So this is your first hockey game?” Qingxuan asked both Hua Cheng and He Xuan.

The group of six stand in line, waiting to get scanned in. Feng Xin and Mu Qing stood there, holding hands. Hua Cheng and Xie Lian kept giving each other glances and small hand brushes. He Xuan and Qingxuan just stood there, no hand holding or anything. It was like last night didn’t even happen at all. Maybe there was no reason to talk about it with He Xuan.

“We’ve been to Canada many times, but no one has ever taken us to a game.” Hua Cheng said. “I’m excited to see how the water tyrant controls the water.”

“With swords on their feet.” He Xuan said.

“Where did you two find them again?” Mu Qing leaned in and asked.

“The plaza.” Xie Lian said.

“A back alley alone. He was singing.” Qingxuan said.

Feng Xin and Mu Qing just looked at each other with horror and sighed. It was their turn to get through tickets and security. Afterwards, Mu Qing and Feng Xin went to the suite right away. The other four stood in line for concessions. Hua Cheng and He Xuan hissed at the prices they saw, and the portions people were leaving with.

“Everything is so expensive.” Hua Cheng said.

“Yup, and it doesn’t taste all that great either.” Qingxuan said.

“Then why get it?” Hua Cheng asked.

“It’s about the experience. You have to have at least one over priced beer and one over priced piece of food. That’s not suite food, because they get the good stuff. We are also going to go down by the ice and see if we can get a pick for you two.” Qingxuan said.

“What if I want a puck from you?” He Xuan asked.

Qingxuan just blushed. “Well I don’t play hockey but if you want, we can put skates on you and teach you how to skate, and get you shooting pucks.”

“As long as I get a puck from you.” He Xuan said.

“Will we be joining them in skating?” Hua Cheng asked Xie Lian.

“Oh no, I cannot skate. I fear Qingxuan would be a shizun with his three students if we all got on the ice.” He said. “We can do something else that’s just as Canadian.”

“A double date skating doesn’t sound fun for you? We can go to West Edmonton mall, and shop afterwards.” Qingxuan said.

“We can go on the swan boats!” Xie Lian squealed.

It was time for everyone to order. It took about 10 minutes for the stall to fulfill the group’s order. Partly due to He Xuan’s new found love for greasy arena food. He also may have put a target on his back for just wiping out a black Amex card in front of everyone to pay for not just his food but the people’s behind him.

They dropped off the food and went down to ice level. He Xuan chowing down on some fries. They stood on the stairs by the glass, allowing the children to go in front of them. The rules were simple: Kids get the first pick on pucks that fall, not taking pucks away from kids, and take a shot every time Shi Wudu ‘happens to throw’ a puck over this way.

“Remember, keep your head up. You can get beamed in the head with a puck if you’re not careful.” Xie Lian said. Soon the men all came out on skates.

Instantly, Hua Cheng and He Xuan were mesmerized by the skaters skating. They watched as the “water tyrant.” Ripped through the ice. They listened to the kids who spouted out facts and stats like it was second nature. Of course the men didn’t understand but they didn’t care.

“Look, they’d be fantastic fathers.” Qingxuan said.

Xie Lian nodded.

Soon pucks started going over the glass. Kids were going crazy trying to get pucks from Shi Wudu. Wudu had thrown about 4 pucks over the glass at this point. All in hopes that his brother would pick it up. In truth Qingxuan had about 20 different pucks from his brother. Including Stanley cup pucks. He Xuan accidentally caught a puck and looked at it. It was as precious as a diamond in his eyes. Qingxuan walked and stood about two steps higher than He Xuan. He clapped and jumped, grabbing the attention of his ‘fishy.’

“Oh yay! You caught one!” He cheered!

“Hua Cheng caught three.” He Xuan pouted. Qingxuan looked over and watched Hua Cheng give a puck to a little girl.

“Don’t be sad. Come here.” Qingxuan leaned forward, allowing He Xuan to catch him. “You were maybe one of maybe fifteen who caught a puck. Be proud.”

“But I want one for you too.” He sulked.

“I don’t need one. I have plenty of pucks. Especially from that one, I think I have like 15 or 20.” Qingxuan said. He stepped down from the one step and stood back up.

“But you have none from me.” He Xuan said.

“Then I suggest you catch another puck. But first, a selfie for your first game.” Qingxuan said.

He took his phone out and held it. He Xuan leaned in, the two doing a cute peace sign. They took a few more photos with cute poses, the last one was He Xuan pretending to take a bite from Qingxuan’s cheek.

“I’m off! I want to check out their merch shop. I’m sure I can find a way to make red work. I’ll be back before they finish up.” Qingxuan blew a kiss towards He Xuan.

He Xuan blew a kiss back, causing the one other to blush and hide his cheeks in the collar of his jacket. Qingxuan waved at He Xuan and ran off. He Xuan turned around to face one of the hockey players on the ice. The blonde haired player was all too familiar with He Xuan. He still even had the black eyes He Xuan personally gave him. Another player, one from earlier came up, patted the blonde on the shoulder. The blonde picked up a puck and threw it at He Xuan.

He Xuan caught the puck and before the blonde could skate away, He Xuan threw the puck back. Xie Lian and Hua Cheng stood there, mouths open. Sun Longwei threw the puck over the glass. He Xuan caught it, and threw it back. Sun Longwei became angry, chucking the puck well over and nearly nailing a kid in the head. It would have hit the child if Hua Cheng didn’t catch it.

“What’s with those two?” Someone asked

”must be fighting over that girl that was here.” A parent said.

Hua Cheng came up to He Xuan and placed his hand on his shoulder. He Xuan threw the puck back over for the fifth time.

“They aren’t dogs. You’re not supposed to play fetch.” Hua Cheng said. “As much fun as it is to watch dogs play fetch.”

“I don’t want his puck. Qingxuan doesn’t want his puck.” He Xuan said. “He has about 20 from his brother.”

The other player, who Hua Cheng recognized as Pei Ming, came up. He smirked, grabbed the puck out of Sun Longwei’s hand and threw the puck over. He Xuan was about to take the puck before Hua Cheng took the puck out of his hands and threw it back over the glass. Xie Lian took out his phone to record this.

For about two minutes Pei Ming, Hua Cheng, He Xuan and Sun Longwei all took part in a puck war. Something the kids enjoyed and reeked the benefits of. Another player came up, this time it was a spitting image of Qingxuan. They all stopped and looked at the man. Shi Wudu took a clean puck off the ice, and chucked it over.

Shi Wudu, satisfied with the conclusion, began to stake towards another player until he felt something hit his head. Then a puck with a sticky note rolling. Shi Wudu picked up the puck and read the note.

“He has 20 of your pucks.” Shi Wudu looked over towards the glass.

“6’2, check. All black, check. Dark hair, check. Intense eyes, check.” He said to himself. Sun Longwei, Pei Ming and a different player who could be seen as a giant came skating up to him.

“You good Windy?” The giant asked. “That guy is insane for throwing them back.”

“Pei, what about someone sneaking out of Qingxuan’s room this morning?” Shi Wudu asked. He shows Pei the note.

Pei reads the note before laughing, showing it to the other players. Pei looked at the giant and smirked.

“Heh, hey Vinny.” Pei Ming picks up a puck from the ice and gives it to the Giant. “Humor me, go give this to the man in black over there.”

The giant player goes and skates over to He Xuan. Vinny plops the puck over to He Xuan. The three wait for him to throw the puck over again. The puck remained on the other side of the glass.

“There is no way that’ll work.” Sun Longwei said.

He Xuan just nodded. He Xuan turned and was nearly knocked to the side and into someone. In his place was the tall, black-haired male and the smaller brunette. Both with big smiles and stars in their eyes.

“The hell…” Sun Longwei said.

“Huh, would you look at that.” Pei Ming said.

“I don’t understand.” Shi Wudu said.

“He was always Qingxuan’s favourite.” Pei Ming said. “Sorry you two.”

“Did you just wingman for my brother?” Shi Wudu looked at Pei Ming.

“Not for your brother, for the model who wants your brother.” Pei Ming said, skating away. “I’m supporting young love.”

“What?! Hey no! Get back here!” Shi Wudu skated after Pei Ming.

****

“How are they talking?” He Xuan asked Hua Cheng.

They watched the other two speak to the man on the other side of the glass. He was big, taller than Hua Cheng. He looked like a beast but when he saw the two, he lit up.

“I don’t know.” Hua Cheng said. “Look whose pissed off?”

On the Ice, Sun Longwei, Shi Wudu and Pei Ming watched. Pei Ming laughed the two, causing one of the players to follow. This Left Sun Longwei standing there. It was like Lightning flashed in his eyes. He skated over, huffing and puffing the entire skate. He skates beside the giant.

Something about the way the giant moved to shield the two others made Hua Cheng’s eyebrow raise. A little shouting match starts, causing Xie Lian and Qingxuan to move and wave at Vinny. Qingxuan didn’t see or hear Sun Longwei hit the glass. Hua Cheng and He Xuan saw it, the lightning coming off the fist.

“It’s alright, I’m kind of cold now.” Xie Lian said, rubbing his hands together. Hua Cheng took Xie Lian’s hands and put them into his pocket. The horn blared, meaning the warm ups were done. Xie Lian took his hands out of Hua Cheng’s pocket.

“Let’s head on up, Gege.” Hua Cheng said. Xie Lian nodded.

Hua Cheng and Xie Lian raced up the stairs while Qingxuan and He Xuan took their time climbing up. He Xuan lightly bumps Qingxuan’s arm. Qingxuan looks over to He Xuan, who gives him the puck.

“It’s from the giant. I refused every other puck.” He Xuan said.

“His Name is Vinny. And he has a wife who is 5 '3. Smaller than Yizhen.” Qingxuan said.

“That’s small.” He Xuan said.

“You really didn’t have to get me a puck.” Qingxuan said, taking the puck. “But I will treasure it forever. I should find a sharpie!”

He Xuan just watched from behind as Qingxuan began his quest for a sharpie. Their quest ended at a guest services booth. Qingxuan was talking up a storm with the worker. He Xuan stayed about four paces back, allowing him his space. He Xuan looked at the jumbo screen, the commentators talking about the two of the biggest rivals.

“He really is everywhere.” He Xuan said to himself.

Qingxuan ran up to He Xuan with a few different things. He first handed He Xuan a silver sharpie and the puck.

“Sign it!” Qingxuan said with excitement.

He Xuan nodded and opened the sharpie up. He was about to mark the puck before stopping. He didn’t know what he should put on the puck. Sure he has his English signature, but what about one in mandarin. He stood there for a moment and looked at Qingxuan.

“What should I put on it? My name? your name? Hearts? Leaves? Fish?” He Xuan began listing all the options.

“How about your name? And if you want, you can put ‘To Qingxuan.’” Qingxuan places his free hand on He Xuan’s arm.

He Xuan did a little autograph, with the Chinese characters as well. He slipped in a tiny heart on the puck before going to Qingxuan. Qingxuan held up the puck like it was a treasure he’d just found at the beach.

“I’m the only one with a He Xuan Autographed puck!” He yelled. People gave him looks but carried on.

“I also got some more goodies… and oh my, we should get back to the suite!” Qingxuan grabbed He Xuan’s hand and led him back towards the suite.

He Xuan smiled, wiping his eye as Qingxuan led him through the arena.
———

Hua Cheng and He Xuan were in awe of the game. Every time someone scored, they’d cheer. Every time there was a whistle, both would jump up and yell. A few times Mu Wing and Feng Xin told the two to sit down, and that it was a good call.

Xie Lian and Qingxuan sat at a table inside the suite, and not at the actual seats. They poured another glass of the top shelf tequila into two glasses and took a shot.

“These two are going to get us in the jumbotron!” Mu Qing said, pointing at He Xuan and Hua Cheng.

“Oh no, a viral moment… how terrible.” Qingxuan said sarcastically.

“We can’t have more than five of those a month.” Xie Lian said.

The two came to the seats and sat down beside their men. Qingxuan found himself in between Hua Cheng and He Xuan. For Qingxuan, it felt weird not sitting next to Xie Lian. Xie Lian grabbed Hua Cheng’s hand and looked longingly into his eye. He Xuan and Qingxuan just exchanged glances and looked away from each other. Qingxuan looked at the screen and whined when he saw the score. It was the top of the second period and the Flames were winning 2-5.

“You know best friend, you’re not supposed to cheer every time someone scores. You’re supposed to cheer for one team.” Qingxuan said, patting He Xuan’s arm.

“We have no stake on who wins.” Hua Cheng said. “So who cares if we cheer for both teams.”

“Technically you’d cheer for the oilers. They do technically pay for this suite.” Xie Lian said.

“Except they can’t seem to score to save their life.” Mu Qing said. “Or play defence. I don’t blame them for cheering for the Flames.”

“Sun Longwei deserves all the bad luck.” Feng Xin said. Hua Cheng looked at Xie Lian and winked.

“Awww, we can’t order this up here!” Mu Qing said, looking at a very greasy piece of food. “Qingxuan come with me.”

Qingxuan got up with Mu Qing. “Why me?”

“Because you have Shi Wudu’s card.” He stated.

Qingxuan could not argue that. Qingxuan was on Shi Wudu’s account, and wouldn’t lose the card. Mu Qing also didn’t want to go alone, or wanted to ask Feng Xin.

“I’ll be back, best friend.” Qingxuan waved before leaving.

——

“Where are they?” Feng Xin asked.

“They are probably still on their way.” Hua Cheng said, feeding Xie Lian a fry.

“It’s the end of the second. They left fifteen minutes ago. They should have been back by now.” Feng Xin said.

Xie Lian looked at his phone concerned. Sure, none of them were as familiar with the Saddledome like they were Rogers Place. It shouldn’t take the men this long to get back. He began to text Qingxuan.

“Found little leaf.” He Xuan said.

“Oh where is he?” Feng Xin asked.

“On the ice with Mu Qing.” He Xuan said.

Xie Lian thought he was joking until he looked up and on the jumbotron was Mu Qing and Qingxuan, among two other people with hockey sticks.

Chapter Text

“I don’t think I’m going to make it in the NHL” a then 19 year old Mu Qing said. 

Mu Qing, and Qingxuan hung out in Mu Qing’s dorm room. Mu Qing was on the floor, writing notes down for an upcoming exam. Qingxuan laid in the bed, feet up in the wall and head hanging off the side of the bed where Mu Qing sat. His feet were covered with bloodied bandages. Qingxuan was just too lazy to change them right this second. 

“What why?” Qingxuan asked, turning his head to the red head. 

“I’m not nearly as good as Wei Wuxian. I know my limits.” Mu Qing said. “It feels like I’m chasing a dream that wasn’t meant for me.”

“They said that about Pei. Now look at where he is.” Qingxuan said. “There is room for the both of you.” 

“I know but I don’t know if my heart is in it anymore.” Mu Qing said. “I know you probably don’t understand. You’re destined for  New York, LA, I can see them shipping you out to China.”

“You’re not the first person I’ve had this conversation with.” Qingxuan said. “I want you to be happy with your decision.” 

“I am, I know I still want to do something sports or entertainment related.” Mu Qing said.

Qingxuan turned around on the bed, resting his head on his arms. He looked at his friend, noting the look. It wasn’t disappointment but relief. He moved some of Mu Qing’s hair out of the way of his face. 

“That’s a shame. You’re a really good player. I was hoping to cheer for someone else other than Ge.” Qingxuan pouted. 

“I think Wei Wuxian will get the call. You can cheer for him. He is an ex teammate.” Mu Qing said. 

“Yea, from like our days in triple A.” Qingxuan said. “So, whatcha going do now? I’ll support you either way. Unless it’s crypto.” 

“Maybe logistics, or be a sports agent, or an agent of some sort. There’s a lot of WHL stars with piss poor representation. And since I’ve lived the life, I think I could do something for them.”  Mu Qing looked back at his friend. “I could be your agent. You’re starting to get popular enough.” 

“I couldn’t have asked for a better agent.” Qingxuan said. “I’m going to hold you to that, you know.”

“I look forward to it.” Mu Qing said, poking his friend in the cheek.

Mu Qing looked back and saw Qingxuan’s feet. His soul left his body. White sheets, just cleaned, ready for some company later about to be soiled with someone else’s blood. 

“Now get your bloody feet off my bed, or at least change your bandages!” Mu Qing yelled.

“What, the blood has dried.” Qingxuan said.

“I don’t care! I just cleaned those!” Mu Qing said.

“I will! I will! I need to mentally prepare.” Qingxuan said. “It’s going to hurt.”

——-

Fifteen minutes left in the second period, Mu Qing and Shi Qingxuan found their way to that one specific stand that had the food. Though he’d never admit to anyone, Qingxuan also wanted some of the monastery that  Mu Qing wanted. Mu Qing probably knew this, and it was why he brought Qingxuan. They stood in line awkwardly, waiting for their go. In truth it was the first time in almost two years since the two actually hung out on their own. The last time Mu Qing and Qingxuan saw each other was that night. 

“Are you ready to be my agent for real?” Qingxuan asked.

Mu Qing stopped whatever text he was typing and looked at Qingxuan. The shocked expression was one that Qingxuan didn’t anticipate. Maybe he forgot… Qingxuan thought to himself. No, there’s no way. 

“Well, you said back in the dorm that you’d be my agent. I’m going to need one. I can’t filter through all this myself.” Qingxuan said, showing Mu Qing the DMs.

“Why me? I’m sure Shi Wudu can hook you up with his agency.” Mu Qing said. 

“Nah. He’d saddle me with his agent. Soon I’ll be doing everything with Ge. It’s why I don’t pursue hockey. Plus you’d actually have my best interest at heart. You’d make sure I didn’t get a bad deal.” Qingxuan said. 

Mu Qing was about to say something but stopped himself. He smiled and looked at the male, sticking out his hand. Qingxuan took his friend’s hand and gave him a firm hand shake.

“Ok, deal.” Mu Qing said. “I’ll set time aside on Monday to get all the paperwork signed.” 

“I’m free after tomorrow. I think that’s when we're heading back.” Qingxuan smiled.

“What do you mean ‘you think.’?” Mu Qing asked. “Did Wudu not tell you?”

“Ge basically kidnapped me and brought me here. I have no idea what the plans are. He wanted to.” Qingxuan clears his throat and imitates his brother. “You need a break, and you need to get out of the city.”

“You two have the weirdest relationship.” Mu Qing said.

They went back to waiting for about three minutes before Mu Qing said something. Qingxuan could feel the tension in the air. Maybe it was the fact that they hadn’t really hung out together much. In fairness to Mu Qing, Qingxuan only really did things with Xie Lian. Yesterday was the first day he didn’t have Xie Lian to fall back on. The advertisement on the screen turned on with a few players, asking to get votes in for the all star game. 

“Don’t forget to vote for your favourite all-star. Whether it’s Toronto’s ace Connor McDavidson, Calgary’s cult leader Wei Wuxian, Dallas’ cowboy Micheal Turner or Edmonton’s thunder lord Sun Longwei.”

Qingxuan turned around at the very wrong time, his eyes being assaulted by Sun Longwei’s illuminated face. 

“Jesus fucking Christ, he’s everywhere.” Mu Qing said. "His face is everywhere in WEM right now."

“I can’t go 12 hours without seeing his face.” Qingxuan said sadly. 

“Do we like Hua Cheng?” Mu Qing quickly changed the subject. 

“I think he’s way better than that British man.” Qingxuan said. “I haven’t gotten to know him as much but he makes Xie Lian happy.”

“Do not get me started on Charles. I think I like Hua Cheng. Though there’s something…mischievous about him. He is a smooth talker but he has Xie Lian’s best interest at heart. And yours...” Mu Qing said. “Is a man of little words.” 

“He is.” Qingxuan smiled sadly. “He may not like me as much as I think he does.”

“You can’t be that blind to see that he likes you?” Mu Qing scoffed. “We could see it from the box and you two have supporters. His name is Pei Ming but he helped out and sent Vinny to the glass.”

“Oh? Xie Lian met me half way up the stairs when Vinny came up, so I had no clue what was happening.” Qingxuan said. “I didn’t realize He Xuan went through that much trouble for a puck.”

The two got up to the concession and ordered their food. Once they finished, they moved around to wait for their food, and they continued their conversation.

“He threw pucks that every other player threw at him. When Shi Wudu threw his, He Xuan wrote a note, stuck a sticky note on the puck and threw it back over.” Mu Qing and Qingxuan both laughed. “I don’t think He Cuan expected to be tossed to the side like that.”

“All that work, eh? Maybe I need to get him something just as grand.” Qingxuan wondered. “Maybe I can get a Shi Wudu jersey and sign it. Pretend it’s my jersey.”

 “Not that.” Mu Qing said. “Maybe some more eyeliner. That man must go through so much.”

“I have no clue what brand he likes.” Qingxuan said. “I did get him and Hua Cheng first game certificates.”

“You are aware those are for children right?” Mu Qing asked.

“Don’t tell them that.” Qingxuan winked.

Mu Qing smiled at Qingxuan and threw his arm around the male. Qingxuan was turning into the man he remembered. Mu Qing and Qingxuan just stood there.  

“Fuck whatever happened last night. I understand after everything that has happened, you’re a little scared to go back out there.” Mu Qing said. 

Qingxuan stopped for a moment. Scared of what? What did he have to be scared of with He Xuan. He did everything right. He was an attentive partner. He stopped. He-

“Yea, that score was a little gnarly but we can get a few more in.” The Giant Sun Longwei said on the TV. Qinguxuan jumped a little, and before Mu Qing could ask if he was ok, Qingxuan stopped him.

“What does that have to do anything?” Qingxuan asked. He ducked under Mu Qing’s arm. He could feel himself getting defensive.

“Well karaoke is a good example. Maybe what happened at your job when Sun Longwei decided to stop by. Or maybe it was you jumping at the sound of one man. What about last night, did something happen last night?” Mu Qing crossed his arms. “Why are you getting mad?”

Their food came up. They both picked it up and started heading back. Qingxuan took a piece of food and took a bite. Picking their conversation up once more. 

“It was a weird Mushroom trip.” Qingxuan said. “Nothing more.”

“Nothing more? Qingxuan, please don’t take me for a fool.” Mu Qing said. “Weve been friends since we were fifteen. I know we haven’t talked one on one for a while but please. I’m worried about you. That video you took with Xie Lian, you were pretty wasted. You got very wasted at karaoke after Sun Longwei posted that comment. Maybe therapy isn’t a bad idea.”

“I love how this trip was to make me feel better.” Qingxuan felt his blood boil.”

“This trip was meant to get you to have a good time.” Mu Qing stated. 

The stressors of Edmonton, was Mu Qing for real. The trip was a way for Shi Wudu to try and pry into what happened. He felt a storm rage within his chest. Yesterday was the first night he didn’t think of Sun Longwei. He kissed He Xuan without a second thought. They had an intimate moment together. He Xuan stopped. 

“Why can’t everyone leave me alone?” Qingxuan asked out loud to himself. 

“What?” Mu Qing asked.

“Why…”

Now Qingxuan couldn’t go two days without seeing his face, or hearing his name. He turned to face his friend, the wind coming off Qingxuan’s hair sent a few cups flying down the stairs. A few people on the concourse looked over. Someone out of the immediate eye sight of two brought their phone up.

“Is he everywhere! What can’t people let me forget about him for one night?!”

Mu Qing was a little confused about who he was talking about. So he made a guess.

“He’s the captain of the team.” Mu Qing started listing off things. 

“I know.” Qingxuan said softly.

“Known as one of the best hockey players in the world.” 

“I know.” Qingxuan held the bridge of his nose in frustration. 

“Signed with IMG modelling five weeks ago.”

“I know” Qingxuan no longer wanted to eat his food. 

"He’s plastered everywhere.”

“I know.”

“Because the two year anniversary is coming up.” Mu Qing answered.

Qingxuan saw red.

“I KNOW!!” It was like his voice cut through the wind. “I was there! What would you remember?” 

Qingxuan just kept walking until they reached the stairwell. Qingxuan and Mu Qing walked into the stairwell. Once the door closed, the thoughts began. Mu Qing stopped, allowing Qingxuan to walk a little further up. He watched for a few seconds and Qingxuan flipped his hair with his hands. Qingxuan took a bite out of a fry. Mumbling angry gibberish to himself. 

“I remember seeing you come into the waiting room.” Qingxuan turned around and saw Mu Qing misty eyed. “The look you had in your eyes haunts me. There was nothing, just darkness. It hurts that I wasn't there to protect you. I should have left with you that night. Had I left with you, you wouldn't have gotten in that car with Sun Longwei. I should have gone over when I saw that you hadn’t gotten home. I should have made Feng Xin get you right away. I should have been there with you. I shouldn’t have told you not to call your brother.”

“Mu Qing…” Qingxuan blinked. 

“I am to blame for what happened. And you’ve come leaps and bounds. I don’t want that asshole to hold you back from something good. And He Xuan is good, that light in your eyes came back.” 

Qingxuan dropped his food and came and gave Mu Qing a hug. It was tight to the point it felt like Mu Qing couldn’t breathe. 

“I’m sorry.” 

Mu Qing said, hugging Qingxuan. “Why are you sorry?” 

“Nothing you did led to the events that happened. What happened is all on him. I’m sorry I made you feel that way. And I’m sorry for my comment. I forgot that you guys were also affected by what he did.” Qingxuan said, letting Mu Qing out of the hug. “Now can we talk about something happier?”

“Hahaha, yea? What did you have in mind?” Mu Qing asked, wiping his eyes. 

“How about you and Feng Xin?” Qingxuan asked. “Don’t pretend I didn’t notice the ring.” 

Mu Qing went red and stuffed his face with greasy food. Qingxuan went to take the food out of his hand before a giant gasp could be heard right beside them. 

“You two are perfect!” 

 The two men stopped their squabble and slowly turned to the right. The two men looked to see two small girls in red with ‘events team’ on the shirt. Qingxuan waved and in what felt like ten seconds, the two were taken down to ice level, fitted with a hockey stick and were out on the ice. Mu Qing side eyed the entire arena as Qingxuan nervously waved. They explained the game. Simply shoot the puck into the prizes shown on the ice and win the prizes. 

“What are the odds?” Qingxuan asked

“Zero. But here we are. Wudu is going to kill us.” Mu Qing said. “I know how to get out of it. First, pick a white person name.” 

“Why?” Qingxuan asked. 

“Because they can hear everything from the locker room.” Mu Qing said.

“And what’s your name?” The in arena reporter asked, holding the mic to Qingxuan.  

“Quinn.” Qingxuan said. “Hey, I might have a huge advantage against everyone else, maybe I should just-“

The announcer moved to Mu Qing. 

“And you sir, what’s your name?” She asked. 

“Marcus.” Mu Qing said. 

Qingxuan gave Mu Qing a side eye with the name. Mu Qing looked at Qingxuan and mouthed “At least my name doesn’t sound like my actual name.” 

The prizes were simple, a hat, a plushie, a year’s worth of groceries, and a jersey. The first two men went and won a plushie. 

“My daughter would love this.” He said.

The other won a signed Jersey. He looked like a college student, beaming with hope. 

“The groceries would have been nice. But the jersey is pretty cool.” The student said. 

It was Qingxuan’s turn now. “Seriously, I really shouldn’t do this.” Qingxuan tried to protest once more. 

His protest went nowhere as he stood there on the ice, with a puck in front of him. He was nervous, but he put the stick to the ice and the moment the buzzer went, he locked in. First puck, right in the hat. Second puck, right at the edge of the groceries. The third puck missed the plushie but landed on the jersey and the fourth nestled right there centre of jersey projection. All done under the allotted time. 

The reporter and everyone else was shocked. Qingxuan just waved as if he was not the little brother of a generational talent. Or the fact that there’s a possibility that he’s trained with his brother. It was Mu Qing’s turn and he too did a good job. He got the pucks into the circles in fewer tries than Qingxuan. Mu Qing pretended he didn’t play for a WHL team in high school. 

The Reporter came up and asked for the two to try for the net to win the ultimate prize, $5000. Mu Qing backed down, but Qingxuan, knowing they wanted a show, nodded. He geared up and took the shot. This time it didn’t go in. I guess being Shi Wudu’s brother can only go so far. He thought to himself.  

Qingxuan looked at the other men. There was no way he could accept all of the gifts. Maybe just the jersey. So he whispered something in the reporter’s ear. She looked at Qingxuan and he nodded.

“A turn of events. This man has decided to give his winnings of the plushie, groceries and hat to the other contestants.” The Reporter said. Qingxuan just waved. Mu Qing rolled his eyes and raised his hand. 

“I’ll do the same. We don’t live here and honestly, it feels weird to win something you can use in a city you don’t live in.” Mu Qing said. 

The crowd cheered as the events team took the two off the ice. Once they were in the tunnel, they got their jerseys. One of the men came up and shook hands with Qingxuan. Mu Qing wrapped his arm around Qingxuan’s shoulders and laughed. He took out his phone and leaned in. 

“Smile!!” Mu Qing said, hitting the camera button.

——

It was the start of the third period when the two returned to the suite. Feng Xin looked at Mu Qing, and then the two instantly launched into an argument. Hua Cheng and Xie Lian sat in the seats. Hua Cheng was sitting in the seat. Xie Lian was in his lap. He Xuan came up and lightly touched QingXuan’s cheek. 

“Hey.” He said.

“Hey there best friend.” Qingxuan smiled. 

“Did you have fun, Quinn?” He Xuan chuckled. 

“I had to think of something. I at least didn’t pick Marcus. That’s a more fake name.” Qingxuan crossed his arms. 

“You realize in Jr High, everyone called you Quinn.” Feng Xin said. 

“Oh fuck.” Qingxuan said. “Ooops. Well I didn’t keep all of the prizes.” 

The game began once more, Feng Xin and Mu Qing began to take their seats again. Feng Xin took Mu Qing’s hand when they sat down. Qingxuan was supportive of the love they had. He watched the two couples, wondering what kind of love he would have with He Xuan. Qingxuan looked down at his arm and peeked up. 

“For you!” Qingxuan said, giving the jersey to He Xuan. 

He Xuan took the jersey and looked at it, seeing the name on the back, Wei. He noticed the silver sharpie marks on the back. He analyzed the jersey before putting it on over his head. Somehow it fit perfectly, then took it off five minutes later. 

“Why must you one up me in gifts?” He Xuan asked. 

“Oh.. I’m sorry. I thought it’d be a good gift for your first game. I wanted to put work into getting you something..” Qingxuan looked down. “Like how I worked to get that puck for me.”

“Little Leaf. I like getting you little things. You don’t have to repay me out of obligation.” He Xuan said. 

“I like giving gifts too. I didn’t mean to make it into a competition.” Qingxuan said. “I’m sorry.”

He Xuan was about to say something before the goal horn blasted. The game was now 8-2 for the Flames. When did Calgary score? And who got the second goal for Edmonton? What’s worse, it was a preventable goal, where Sun Longwei failed to stop a forward. This causes Vinny to trip on Sun Longwei’s stick. Wei Wuxian does a little spin around Sun Longwei and scores. It was a beautiful goal for Calgary. 

“Oh wow, maybe I shouldn’t go to games anymore.” Qingxuan said. 

“I don’t think it’s you.” He Xuan said. “I think they just suck.” 

“My brother is on that team.” Qingxuan pointed out. “And he’s actually really good.”

“What is this, Sun Longwei and Vincent Belvedere are having some words.” 

He Xuan and Qingxuan instantly looked over the jumbotron and saw Sun Longwei pointing at Vinny’s chest. 

‘Can you stop getting in my way?’ Sun Longwei said. 

‘I’m not the one tripping over my skates every five minutes.’ Vinny said. 

The jumbotron didn’t catch what else was said. But it was enough where you could see Sun Longwei’s face went bright red and drops his gloves. 

“He’s not…” Mu Qing said. “Oh god he totally is.”

“He’s more of an idiot than I thought. I understand why we don't like him.” Hua Cheng laughed.

“Oh that’s for another reason.” Xie Lian said, looking back at Qingxuan.

Qingxuan grabbed He Xuan’s hand and tightened his grip. He Xuan flinched in pain, bringing Qingxuan in closer. That’s when the first punch thrown by Sun Longwei landed on Vinny’s cheek. Although the two were similar in height, Vinny had the advantage with weight. 

Vinny lands a fist onto Sun Longwei, sending him flying. Sun Longwei lets out a yell everyone can hear and he charges Vinny. The two start exchanging blows. The referees are a little stunned and take a moment to react. It wasn’t until Shi Wudu, Pei Ming and Calgary’s captain, Wei Wuxian came and separated the two. 

Pei Ming and Wei Wuxian hold Vinny back, who just spits out some blood onto the ice. Shi Wudu held onto Sun Longwei, who struggled to get out of his grip. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Shi Wudu could be heard from the stands. 

“How often do teammates fight each other on the ice?” Hua Cheng asked. 

“This is rare.” Mu Qing said. “They’ll probably be ejected from the game for this.”

“Why would the giant get ejected, he defended himself?” Hua Cheng raised an eyebrow.

“Because he was an active participant. They’ll get fined too.” Mu Qing said. 

“I think I’m done with this game.” Qingxuan said. Everyone looked back at him. “I kind of want to go to that restaurant we went to last night.” 

“It was very good.” He Xuan said. 

“I agree. This is just sad.” Feng Xin said, both him and Mu Qing got up. Hua Cheng and Xie Lian followed suit. Qingxuan sent out a quick text to his brother, so he knew not to come looking for them after the game. 

The six left the saddledome, and off to Tokyo street market. 

——-

“My bed!” Qingxuan happily sang, plopping down on the mattress. He reached into the night stand and took out his fan. “My fan! Oh how I missed you!” 

“Home sweet home.” Xie Lian said, before getting greeted with the broken bed. “I totally forgot about that. 

Qingxuan came over and looked at the very broken bed. It was interesting, it was also like someone deliberately broke the leg off from underneath. Sure they could fix it with glue but that wouldn’t be Hua Cheng proof. Especially with the way Xie Lian talked about how he wanted to fuck and be fucked by Hua Cheng. 

“We can go buy a bed frame today. This is the main priority.” Qingxuan said. “Something sturdy enough.” 

Qingxuan turned to face his friend. He caught Xie Lian looking at the ceiling, causing Qingxuan to look as well. There was nothing there. It was just white ceiling. 

“I might sound crazy but I think Hua Cheng broke the bed on purpose.” Xie Lian said. “There was one part I left out.” 

Qingxuan sat cross legged on the ground like a child, giving his friend the attention he deserved. Xie Lian sat across from him, grabbing a sketch book and started drawing. 

“So while I was admiring the mess I was about to make, I saw a reflection in Hua Cheng’s eye. It wasn’t the street lights. It was on the ceiling, I could tell because my head was in front of it. It had a specific pattern to it…” Xie Lian trailed off as he spoke.

“It looked like… this.” Xie Lian finished the piece and it was a circle with patterns in it. “But glowing and orange.”

Xie Lian unknowingly drew out a teleport array. 

Chapter Text

The two looked at the drawing Xie Lian drew, tilting their heads side to side. The lines didn’t do anything, didn’t glow like Xie Lian said it did. There’s also a possibility that it’s still daylight out and they may not see the glow. Qingxuan took a paint brush and touched the paper.

“I’ve seen enough witchcraft on TikTok to know that’s a magic circle.” Qingxuan said.  He went to poke it but pulled back. 

“What, you don’t want to touch it?” Xie Lian taunted. 

“No, it could eat my hand. And I need my hand. The OEG is expecting me to perform in a week.” Qingxuan said. “I need both hands to do the dance.”

The two looked around and stopped at a wooden hand given to Xie Lian by his cousin. The two looked at each other and both had the same idea. Xie Lian got up, picked up the hand and brought it over. He gave it to Qingxuan and sat down, holding the paper. 

“So we don’t know what the magic circle is for, correct?” Qingxuan asked.

“No.” Xie Lian said. 

“I hope I don’t accidentally impale you with this.” He said.

“Wait, say someone died…. Or got injured. What do we say?” Xie Lian asks.

“Hmmm, a crazy stalker broke him and killed us?” Qingxuan suggested. 

Xie Lian Shrugged. It’s not like they had any other option. It’s also not impossible for a crazy stalker to come in and kill them. Though that actually gave Xie Lian the shivers. He hadn’t checked his DMs in a long time since he and Hua Cheng now have each other’s number. The last time, his stalker got brazen, started sending him photos of him and Qingxuan together. There were Xs on top Qingxuan’s eyes. No matter how many times Xie Lian would block him, he kept coming back. 

“Ok, let’s do this.” Qingxuan said. 

Qingxuan shakingly brings the wooden hand to the sketchbook. He taps paper with the wooden finger and glitches away. He raises an eyebrow and looks at the paper. 

“Huh.” He said, lifting his eyebrow. 

“No-“

Suddenly a bright light appeared from the paper. The two jumped, Xie Lian dropping the sketch book and rushing in front of Qingxuan to protect him. Qingxuan threw the wooden hand at the paper. The hand disappeared into the paper and the paper stopped glowing. The two relaxed looking at the sketch book. Xie Lian went up to the sketch book and flipped through the pages. 

“I don’t see it in the sketch book, I wonder where it went?” He asked. 

Five seconds later, the hand falls right onto Xie Lain’s head. The hand crashes to the ground, looking like it was giving them the middle finger. The two looked at the hand, looked at the ceiling, at the sketch book and screamed.

“WHAT THE LITERAL FUCK?!” Qingxuan yelled. 

“I… How is this possible? Did we just…” Xie Lian was puzzled. No way, there was no fucking way…right? He thought to himself.

“Yea magic exists.” Qingxuan said. “Clearly we just teleported a wooden hand from the sketchbook to the ceiling.” 

“We need a bigger sketch book.” Xie Lian said.

Xie Lian and Qingxuan looked at each other. Xie Lian quickly grabbed other art supplies Qingxuan looked for literally anything they didn’t care about and came back into the kitchen. Qingxuan brought a note book and clicked a pen. 

“Ok, first off. We need to test this. What are some places we can try?” Qingxuan asked.

“Hmm…. The cafe. We go to the cafe a lot. Maybe somewhere someone can’t see random person just pop up like a daisy.” Xie Lian said. 

“We could do Rogers place… no too many cameras.” Qingxuan said. 

“Not in the bathrooms.” Xie Lian reminded him. “Go for a set not used, in case of private events.” 

“Ok, Roger’s place, the cafe. What else?” Qingxuan asked. 

“Maybe Shi Wudu’s apartment?” Xie Lian asks. 

Qingxuan shook his head. “Nah, if we run into him or Pei, we’re fucked.”

“Wait are they..?” Xie Lian made a o with one hand and stuck his index finger through the o.

“They just started dating. But let’s be real, they were probably fucking before that.” Qingxuan laughed than shivered. “I’d rather not think about my brother’s sex life.” 

“I’ve always wondered who’d top though.” Xie Lian said.

“Well that's easy, it’s…. Actually I don’t know. I don’t think I want to know.” Qingxuan said. 

Xie Lian laughed.

“Back to the topic at hand, we need to go to IKEA.” Qingxuan said. “We can get you a bed and get out. We could probably actually steal it.”

“We can’t do that.” Xie Lian said.

“You're no fun. Well start with the cafe. It’s closer.” Qingxuan said.

Xie Lian drew the circle again. This time bigger. He placed it on the ground and Qingxuan stepped towards the sketchbook. 

“I’m going to aim for the broom closet. Since the broom closet is right there by the back door, I can get in and out quickly.” Qingxuan said. 

Xie Lian nodded. Qingxuan took a deep breath before jumping into the sketchbook like it was a pool. Xie Lian waited until he heard a crash come from his room. He ran towards the room to see Qingxuan on the bed that became way more broken than it was. Qingxuan laid there, looking up at the ceiling.

“I love you, but if we keep going I don’t think we are going to survive this. At least I won’t survive this.” Qingxuan said. 

“Hmmm, so we need specific characters, and letters to make this work. Maybe it’s line placement. The placement of the lines.” Xie Lian tore the paper and grabbed some calligraphy ink. 

“Pass me the bamboo brush.” Xie Lian said, quickly making the ink. 

Qingxuan went through the brushes and found the brush he was looking for. He ran over to Xie Lian with the brush and put it down on the counter right by him. He finished making the ink and dipped the brush in it. He redrew the circle, this time putting different characters into each circle. He put the book down on the ground and looked at his friend. 

“If I fall back onto the bed, I'll be mad.” Qingxuan said before falling into the sketchbook again. 

Xie Lian waited, looking at the paper and then at the ceiling. He heard a ding from his phone and grabbed it. It was Qingxuan, confirming it worked. Xie Lian's eyes grew wider. There were many other places to try out and see if it’d work. He packed up a few materials. It took him three minutes to make the perfect circle, this time putting characters for Hua Cheng, house, Shanghai, China and San Lang. He placed the sketch pad down and stepped on the paper. 

“Well, that was awkward.” Qingxuan said, breathing heavily. “I walked out of the bathroom the customers used, walked into the dining area, and everyone stopped and stared. I had to get away from everyone and… oh did you think of another place?” 

Xie Lian just sat awkwardly on the paper and looked down. The circle wasn’t working at all, he stomped on it a few times and nothing. Xie Lian grabbed Qingxuan and got him to stand up to the crime too. He tried stomping on it again. Xie Lian took both of them off the circle and then pushed Qingxuan onto the paper. Qingxuan lost his balance and accidentally tore the paper with his foot. Qingxuan looked at the characters in all the circles.

"Hmm, looks like you need to be familiar with the place you want to go.” Qingxuan said. “Because I know he’s never taken you to Shanghai.”

‘If you need to be familiar with the place you want to go…’ Qingxuan thought.

‘Someone else has been in this apartment.’ Xie Lian finished the thought. 

They both looked at each other and pointed. ‘Y-you.. spoke in my mind!’ They both said to each other in their minds. Xie Lian covered his mouth and ran to the washroom, dry heaving over the toilet. Qingxuan quickly checked his bag to make sure he didn’t accidentally eat a piece of chocolate. Then he thought about how if they didn’t fly home privately, he’d been fucked. He looked at the singular piece of chocolate and sighed. There were 6 pieces and he only had one. There was a chance he was still feeling it yesterday too.

Xie Lian came back into the kitchen looking pale. Qingxuan looked down at his phone and Qingxuan knew. He ran up to Xie Lian, patting his arms and things. He wrapped his arm around his friend and brought him into his room, sitting him down onto his bed.

“What’s up?” Qingxuan asked.

Xie Lian just gave Qingxuan his phone. Qingxuan looked at Xie Lian for a moment before going through the instagram messages. It made Qingxuan want to barf. Xie Lian had his message requests, which helped for the most part. Qingxuan looked at the photos of Xie Lian, or this person sent. Someone sent photos of the two of them outside their apartment building. The last photo was one where they took of Hua Cheng and Xie Lian kissing on the retaining wall. 

“Xie… Why didn’t you tell me something was happening?” Qingxuan asked.

“I… it got worse after the whole incident happened at the cafe. I couldn’t burden you with that either.” Xie Lian said. 

“Hun, we are best friends. You’re allowed to burden me with things. I may have taken my rage out on this guy.” Qingxuan said, hugging his best friend. 

“I’m sorry, I put us in danger.” Xie Lian said, 

“Well we figured out a pretty cool new technique to get us out of an actual kidnapping situation. In all seriousness, it’s not your fault. We do everything right.” Qingxuan said. “But I think it’s time we say goodbye to this apartment. It was bound to happen.” 

“Awww.” Xie Lian said. “We can now have our own rooms.” 

“And properly fuck and get fucked… when we get you a new bed.” Qingxuan said. “I don’t know what to tackle first.” 

“Boba.” Xie Lian said. “We need Boba.”

“Agreed.”

——-

The two sat in the Alley in the brewery district, both of them sitting there souls leaving their bodies. All the good places are too expensive, even though they make enough. Their credit is in the toilet, and the cheaper ones look more unsafe than the apartment they are in. So they sit there, sipping their teas, devoid of hope. 

“I love how we went looking for a bed, and now we are looking for apartments.” Xie Lian said. 

“Why are studios so gods damned expensive?" Qingxuan asked. “I understand some of the prices for, like, a 1 bedroom but this is just nuts.” 

“Maybe it’s the area we’re in?” Xie Lian asked. 

“It’s a safe area.” Qingxuan sighed. “We may… need to ask Ge for help.” 

“Maybe…” Xie Lian said. 

“But first, we need a bed!” Qingxuan said. “We can at least afford that.” 

“Ooo yes, but ikea is a long bus ride away.” Xie Lian said, before he got the idea. “We need to find a door.”

The two of them sneak into the bathroom of the Alley when all the employees are in the back. They quickly get the paper up on the door. They put some tape on the paper to hold it in place. Xie Lian quickly drew the circle. The circle began to glow. Qingxuan took Xie Lian’s hand and touched the door. Nothing happened, they didn’t go through. Xie Lian opened the door and the two came tumbling out of a closet on the show floor of IKEA. 

“That’s one way to come out of the closet.” A passerby said. 

“Well that was fun.” Qingxuan said. 

The both of them got up from the ground. Qingxuan dusted himself off. Xie Lian went to dust himself off but ended up getting a little dizzy and nearly falling. Qingxuan caught him before he fully fell. Xie Lian held his head. 

“That one took a little more out of me than I expected.” Xie Lian said. 

“You’ve also been casting it all day.” Qingxuan said. “Anyways, let’s go find you a bed.”

“Ok.” Xie Lian said. 

The two spent two hours, figuring out what kind of bed Xie Lian wanted. They also decided to get some new bedding. Once they were done, they headed out. Qingxuan took out his phone and put it to his year.

“Perfect timing, we could use your help.” Qingxuan said.

“Oh, with what?” Shi Wudu asked. 

“We had to get some new furniture. Do you mind coming and getting us from IKEA?” Qingxuan asked.

“I’m in St. Albert right now, but let me see if Vinny can come by. He has a pick up truck.” Shi Wudu said. 

“Oh sweet, thank you.” Qingxuan said

“Hey, can you get Xie Lian on the phone too?” Shi Wudu asked.

“Yea, give me a moment. Warning, he’s a little tired.” Qingxuan said.

Qingxuan got out some wireless earbuds and gave one to a sleepy Xie Lian. Xie Lian took it and put it in his ear. He put his arm around his friend and hugged him close. 

“Ok we are here.” Qingxuan said.

“We have a very new player from the team who is straight from Russia. He’s a year younger than you. Could you hang out with him?” He asked.

“Yea, of course.” Qingxuan said. “Next time we hit up karaoke with Mu Qing, we can bring him along.”

“Thank you. He’s been struggling a little bit with making friends and he’s just a kid.” Shi Wudu said. 

“You know.” Qingxuan starts. “You should have been captain. You actually take care of the players.”

“Haha, sure seems that way huh?” Shi Wudu said. “I’m going to let you. I’m with a good chunk of the men. I’ll call you later. I’ve texted Vinny, he’ll be there in 30.” 

“Thanks Ge, bye.” Qingxuan said, hanging up the phone.

_____

Vinny got there in 25 minutes. He loaded up the bed and bags into the back seat. He even loaded Xie Lian into the back seat. The vibrations of the car instantly put Xie Lian to sleep. Qingxuan got into the front seat of the car and looked around. Vinny pulls out of the parking lot. Once they were on the road, Vinny began to talk. 

“Long time so chat.” Vinny said. 

“Well, you were in San Jose.” Qingxuan said. 

“You got me there… it’s Shidi right?” Vinny asked. “It’s what I call you if you’re not quite a little brother but a younger male?” 

“Xiao-Qingxuan actually. I’m not your immediate junior.” Qingxuan said. “You can call me Shidi or just by my name if it’s easier.”

“You’re like an extension to Windy.” He said. “So, how’s life been? And don’t give me that bullshit answer of ‘really good.’” Vinny said.

“It’s been happening. Good things have happened but it feels like when good things happen, bad things follow.” Qingxuan said. 

“I get it.” Vinny said. 

“What about San Jose, how was San Jose?” Qingxuan asked. 

“It was good. Warmer than here for sure.” Vinny said. “I missed Canada though, so I’m glad to be here. I’m more happy to be back in Edmonton.”

“I’m glad you’re back.” Qingxuan said. 

Qingxuan noticed the bruise bloom on Vinny’s chin from the punches he got from the night before. Qingxuan frowned a little and Vinny looked over.

“Honestly, we both got away with a slap on the wrist. Although he got suspended for three games.” Vinny said. 

“No fines?” Qingxuan asked. 

“There will be. The league is still figuring that out.” Vinny said, making a turn. “This stays in the car, but there is also a chance he’s going to lose his ‘C’.” 

“That’s not a slap on the wrist.” Qingxuan said.

“It’s not confirmed yet.” Vinny reminded him. “If you ask me, he shouldn’t have been considered after what happened.”

“Mmm.” Qingxuan just made a sound.

“How come you aren’t asking me all the questions?” Qingxuan asked. 

“Because I’m sure you’re sick and tired of hearing ‘what really happened?’.” Vinny stated. “All I’m going to say on the matter is that you need to tell your brother. At the rate Sun Longwei is going, it’s going to come out. If you need help, I’m here.”

“He’ll get mad that you kept it from him.” Qingxuan countered. 

“He can get over it. Besides, I’m sure Pei will comfort him.” Vinny winked. 

“Wait, you know?” Qingxuan said.

“I found them making out by the ice.” Vinny said. 

“Oh my god they are idiots.” Qingxuan said. 

“Zero survival skills.” Vinny said. “Now tell me more about the man I threw a puck too. There’s a lot of mixed reviews.” 

“He’s good. He’s like my gloomy boy. I love him for that. He’s very attentive towards me. Even if he’s under the influence.” Qingxuan said. “I’ll be honest, there’s still a lot I don’t know about him and we’ve only probably hung out once alone.”

“Really? The way you two have been acting, I thought you guys were going steady for maybe three months.” Vinny said.

“No, Xie Lian and I met both Hua Cheng and He Xuan at the same time. Which was a few weeks ago” Qingxuan said. 

“Whose who?” Vinny asked. “I just got traded back four days ago.”

“Hua Cheng is the one in red and the eye patch. He Xuan is the one who wears black.” Qingxuan said. “I’ll be honest, He Xuan’s my favourite.” 

“Favourite is good. I think it’s funny he had a pissing contest with not one but three teammates and won.” Vinny laughed. “Some advice, maybe don’t push him to the side for another man like that.”

Qingxuan went red with embarrassment. They pulled up the apartment building. Vinny parked the truck and got out to unload the bed. Qingxuan got out and opened the back door. He was about to wake Xie Lian up but decided against it. Xie Lian rose up on his own and looked up. His eyes filled with horror. 

“Why is our balcony door open?” Xie Lian asked.

Qingxuan looked up and to his shock, the door was absolutely opened. Not that someone could climb to their balcony. Their balcony was on the top floor of their building but their top floor was the third floor.  This meant that someone either broke in through the front door or they did the teleporting thing. 

“Stay right there.” Qingxuan said to Xie Lian, but Xie Lian was dozing back to sleep. 

Well, this makes things a little easier. Qingxuan thought. He focused on Xie Lian and said in his mind, ‘You’re safer in the truck than out there.’ Qingxuan closed the door on Xie Lian and ran to Vinny. Vinny was about to close the truck bed when he saw Qingxuan’s panicked look.

“Vinny, I think someone is in our apartment. We don’t leave with our balcony door open.” Qingxuan pointed. “Especially in the middle of October.”

Vinny looked up at the balcony. He closed the truck and patted Qingxuan’s head. 

“Get back in the truck and call the police.” Vinny said. 

Qingxuan nodded and sat in the truck, dialling 911. Vinny got his phone and called Shi Wudu. 

“We have a situation. Come get the kids.”

_____

“Nothing seemed to have gone missing, nor was there forced entry. You guys are sure you didn’t just leave your balcony door open?” The officer asked Qingxuan. 

Xie Lian was now in Shi Wudu’s G-wagon, still out of it from earlier, Vinny watching over him. Shi Wudu stood with his brother as they talked with police. 

“I’m sure. If Xie Lian needs ventilation for a piece that is drying and needs to leave, he leaves the art outside.” Qingxuan said. 

“Is there a reason why Xie Lian is so out of it?” The officer asked. “You guys didn’t do any drugs before leaving did you?” 

“Not at all!” Qingxuan said. “We are dead sober. We-“

“They had a late night last night. They came to support their big brother. Is that right little brother?” Shi Wudu emphasized the little brother in his statement. “They got back early this morning and hadn’t had time to settle back down.”

“Oh… why, that totally makes sense.” The officer changed their turns. “I don’t think we are going to find who did this. I suggest installing cameras in and around the apartment.”

“With all due respect, their landlord is not about to let me install a ring doorbell.” Shi Wudu said.

“Maybe find a new place to live.” The officer said. “Especially if you’re rising in popularity.” 

Qingxuan nodded, and the officer finished up. Shi Wudu scoffed and patted his brother on the shoulder. 

“They could have shown just a little bit of empathy.” Shi Wudu said. 

“They typically don’t, they like to blame the victims.” Qingxuan said. 

“Hmmm, well it’s safe to say you and Xie Lian can stay at mine. I can talk to building management and we can find a unit for you.” He said.

“Can we meet half way. I’ll let you help us secure a place, but I can’t in good faith allow you to get us a whole unit in your building.” Qingxuan said. “We can’t afford it, we can afford other units that we found that are close by though.”

“Ok.” Shi Wudu said. “Let’s go get what you two need.”

“I don’t think Xie Lian had a chance to unpack yet.” Qingxuan said. “So I can quickly pack some things.”

Shi Wudu nodded and the two brothers went up to pack the bare essentials. Shi Wudu picked up Xie Lian’s things. In about fifteen minutes, they were on the road again up to the Sky Suites. 

“You know that I would normally have an open door policy for the rest of the players.” Shi Wudu said while he drove. 

“I am aware.” Qingxuan said. 

It was something he respected about his brother. He may have a rough exterior but he helped everyone he could. It’s also why a lot of the players knew both Xie Lian and Qingxuan more personally. 

“I’m going to tell them that for the time being, the door isn’t open right now.” Shi Wudu said. “Also fuck that police officer. Talking down like that to you. I can’t believe he accused Xie Lian of being high.” 

Qingxuan just stayed silent. They pull into the parkade of the building. Shi Wudu parked the car in his spot before getting out. Qingxuan also got out, going to the back suit to wake his friend. Xie Lian woke up, saw Qingxuan, the interior and the fact he was in a parkade.

“Was it my turn to get kidnapped?” He asked, looking around. Qingxuan just laughed.

“He insisted we stay at his house until we figure things out.” Qingxuan said. “And for once, he may be onto something.”

“God, I can’t believe I slept through a break in.” Xie Lian said.

Qingxuan helped his friend out with the car. Xie Lian was still feeling pretty drained, but he had enough energy to get to the apartment. 

Shi Wudu lives in the penthouse of the building. He moved there about a year ago after signing some major brand deals. The penthouse had three bedrooms, three bathrooms and a lot of space. 

“Give me a code that each of you will remember. Even after the stay, you guys will still be able to use the code to come in.” Shi Windu said, opening the door. “Try to give me notice before coming in. I’d rather not have some embarrassing moments.”

***

1:30am said the clock on his phone. Qingxuan looked at his ceiling, wide away. Xie Lian was still sleepy as ever. He did at least eat something, which brought his energy up. Qingxuan couldn't sleep, anytime he closed his eyes his mind wandered. Maybe it was because he was in a bed unfamiliar to him. Maybe it’s because every hockey player seems to have the same decor. 

He sat there for a moment before getting up. The apartment building itself had a studio that was sound proof and open 24/7. Maybe if Qingxuan tired himself out in the studio, he could sleep. 

He got dressed into a simple crop top, hoodie and some cargo sweat pants. For good measure he took a baseball cap. He took his bottle, filled it and walked out of the apartment. He got onto the elevator and made his way to the studio. The studio had a giant glass window that let all the city lights in. Qingxuan decided not to turn on the studio lights. Once he got there, he put in his air pods, turned on his music and began to dance. 

The time on his phone was now 2:48am in the morning. He stood in front of the bar, panting. Sweat dripped down his back as he looked behind him in the mirror. Dancing made him more energized than it did tire him out. The dance was perfect, no notes needed. He just liked to practice when he felt nervous or stressed. He took in deep breaths, allowing his thoughts to wander.

They wandered to Xie Lian, hoping he was ok. Wanting to do more tests with the new found power they have acquired. They floated to Hua Cheng and how well Hua Cheng treats Xie Lian. It felt like they did a speed run of falling in love. His mind went to He Xuan. The man who showed little emotion, but was so attentive to Qingxuan. His fingers traced where He Xuan first bit him. 

If He Xuan was there right now, what would they be doing? Would he watch Qingxuan practice? Would he have pointers for Qingxuan? Maybe He Xuan would help him stretch out his legs. He Xuan would probably stand behind him, make him look in the mirror if he had found his hip. Fingers slowly going down into his pants. He Xuan would make eye contact with Qingxuan through the mirror. His lips on his necks, kissing it before biting it. 

“Mine.” Qingxuan could hear his voice say it.

“Oh shit, I didn’t know someone was here. Sorry about that miss.” 

The voice brought Qingxuan back to reality. He grabbed and put the hat on, hood over the hat and messed his hair up in the front before the lights turned on. He took a quick drink of water and coughed. 

“Oh, it’s ok. I’m heading out anyway.” Qingxuan said this in what could unmistakably be a female voice. 

He looked behind him and cursed himself out. It was Sun Longwei. He forgot Sun Longwei lived in this building for a hot moment. And here he stood, wearing a tank top that defined his muscles, and grey sweat pants. Qingxuan hated himself for finding what he wore attractive. What saved himself from being recognized, other than the girl's voice, was that the light wasn’t on. 

“Oh, thank you.” He said, not paying any mind. 

Qingxuan took this time to escape the situation. He was about to leave the door when he felt a hand on his shoulder. 

“Hey, you forgot your water bottle.” He said. 

“Oh thank you.” Qingxuan said. 

Qingxuan swiped the water bottle and walked to the elevator. When he was certain that Sun Longwei wasn’t just checking his ass out, he looked back to see if he was watching. Sun Longwei did stretches in the mirror before looking to the side where the elevator was. This was when the elevator opened and Qingxuan got on, hitting the close door button repeatedly until it closed. Once the elevator began to move, he put his hand to his chest. Chances of sleeping on the bed tonight were zero.

Qingxuan went to his bedroom, grabbed a pillow, the blanket and brought it into the large living room. With his AirPods still in, he threw the pillow onto the couch, wrapped himself into the blanket and fell asleep.

——-

He Xuan rose from his bed. He looked at his hand, the one he could have sworn was on Qingxuan’s hip. 

“Hmmm..” he said to himself before laying back down and falling asleep. 

Chapter Text

Qingxuan came down from the penthouse, dance bag in tow, hair up in what could be described as a messy bun. Air pods in, listening to the same song over and over again. In his mind, he is repeating all the same steps. There’s four days before the performance. Other than work, and seeing Mu Qing to go over social media strategy, Qingxuan was at the studio.  When Qingxuan needs to do a live performance, he becomes consumed in his art. He puts himself on a strict diet, listens to the music over and over again, dances for hours on end. 

“Little leaf.” He heard from behind. He turned around to see He Xuan in a business suit. For once, it wasn’t black. It was a deep royal blue, black tie. The sleeves had a design embroidered on the ends. Qingxuan took out his headphones. 

“Hey there best friend.” He said with a smile. “It’s like, 7am, why are you awake. And..” Qingxuan trailed off. He very obviously checked out He Xuan.

“I have a meeting to get to. I could ask the same thing. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look so…” he Xuan looked at Qingxuan’s outfit. 

As of late, Qingxuan’s outfit consisted of a crop top, hoodie, baggy cargo pants. All of various colours, styles and shapes. Today he looked more like a guy who really enjoyed street style. He also looked very dressed down compared to the man he was talking with. 

“I’m going to the studio to practice my dance. I’ve been using the one in the building to practice but I kind of miss having the people around.” Qingxuan said. “Oh! I don’t think I told you, I’m performing at an oiler’s game in four days. They are paying me so I couldn’t really say no.”

“So, what I am hearing is that I need to get a ticket for this game.” He Xuan said.

“Well, you don’t have to.” Qingxuan says. “No one really watches the intermission shows anyways.”

“I’ll be there.” He Xuan smiled. “Now, did you eat?”

“Oh, I was on my way to Tim Hortons before-“ he Xuan just stuck his hand up.

“We are going somewhere else. Too many hockey players, not enough space.” He Xuan said before he grabbed Qingxuan by the hand. 

“I mean—- whoa ok.” Qingxuan allowed He Xuan to whisk him away. 

He Xuan took Qingxuan to a little cafe that was a five minute walk from where they both were staying. He Xuan guided Qingxuan to a seat before hitting him down. 

“What do you like to drink?” He Xuan asked

“Macha Latte with a dash of honey.” Qingxuan said.

“And what would you have eaten?” He Xuan asked. 

“Probably a croissant.” He replied.

“That’s not enough energy for dancing.” He Xua said. 

“I- I don’t like eggs. It’s a texture thing.” Qingxuan said.

“Noted.” He Xuan said, walking away. 

Qingxuan looked around all awkward. He was very nervous for some reason. He felt like his teenage self going on a date with a football player for the first time. He looked around to get a feel of the pace. There was a little bit of everyone here. There were the university students, white collar workers, blue collar workers and even people like him. There was even a line hockey player with ice blonde hair, ice blue eyes who looked very confused. He watched He Xuan speak to the man in a different language. Then He Xuan played translator for the young hockey player. Qingxuan got a quick photo of the two and sent the group chat with Feng Xin, Mu Qing and Xie Lian.

‘Look at him, being a good person. Also I didn’t know he spoke Russian.’ Qingxuan texted. 

‘Makes sense. He’s originally from China, depending on where in China, he’d know Russian.’ Feng Xin said. 

‘You should ask him to speak Russian to you.’ And then another message. ‘I bet he sounds really hot saying things in Russian.’ All from Xie Lian

‘I’m telling him and Hua Cheng you said that.’ Qingxuan texted. 

‘Maybe Hua Cheng knows Russian too.’ Mu Qing texted. ‘Also check your email Qingxuan.’

‘Same goes for you Xie Lian.’ Feng Xin texted. 

He Xuan sat down, setting down a plate with a croissant, a bowl of fruit, and a side of hashbrowns in front of Qingxuan. He Xuan placed two cups down onto the table before sitting him down himself. Qingxuan looked at all the food in front of him and looked at all the nothing in front of He Xuan. 

“How can you get mad at me for not eating enough when you’re not eating anything?” Qingxuan asked. 

“I ate before I left.” He Xuan said before taking a blueberry and plopping it in his mouth. “I’ll also eat anything you don’t.” 

“Even if it’s half eaten?” Qingxuan laughed. 

“Yes. If you’ve experienced the hunger I have, you’d understand why it’s hard to break that habit.” He Xuan said. 

Qingxuan’s smile fell. “Oh, I didn’t realize.” 

“You had no idea.” He Xuan said. 

“I don’t know a whole lot about you.” Qingxuan said, passing the pastry over. “I cannot eat all of this.”

He Xuan took the pastry. “Ask away.”

“Hmm, well tell me about your life.” Qingxuan said

“I’m from a city far from Shanghai. It’s a long forgotten city but at first my family had a small food cart. I got into university to be a doctor but times got really tough.” He Xuan said, breaking off a piece. “Tragdey struck, and I was falsely imprisoned. After my sentence, I traveled around China until one day in Shanghai, I was singing on a street corner and Yizhen found me.”

He Xuan didn’t exactly lie. He left the parts of why he got arrested. And the fact that he didn’t make it out alive. He also left out a few other parts like how he’s actually several centuries older than Qingxuan. 

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear. I know what that’s like. Xie Lian and I lost our parents in the same car accident. They were coming back from a gala to support MADD.” Qingxuan saw the questioning looking at He Xuan's face. “Mothers against drunk driving. The irony is that it was a drunk driver that killed them. Ge… Wudu took me when he was 18, just after he got drafted to the NHL.” 

“A monster killed my fiancé and little sister. They blamed me. It took two years to get free.” He Xuan said, he wasn’t lying but he wasn’t being fully truthful.

“Oh.. I am so sorry.” Qingxuan said. “How about a happier topic? Hmmm, favorite colour?” 

He Xuan cocked an eyebrow and Qingxuan grabbed the croissant and stuffed it in his mouth. He Xuan just chuckled and took another piece of the pastry. 

“It’s actually blue.” He said. “I’m curious if yours is.”

“Well…. So it’s a bit hard to explain but it’s like a light blue. But it’s also close to cyan and turquoise colour. Some would describe it like seeing a white sand beach in Bora Bora. And the blue the water is.” Qingxuan said, sipping the latte. 

Qingxuan sat there, nervous like a first date. Where He Xuan was cool as a cucumber. Why am I so nervous? It’s not like this is an actual date… right? Qingxuan thought to himself. 

“Ooo, what’s your sign? I’m an Aquarius." Qingxuan said. He Xuan looked even more confused. 

“When is your birthday?” Qingxuan asked.

“January 24th.” He Xuan answered.

“Get out! No way! Same here!” Qingxuan shouted. People looked over and he shrunk a little. “Sorry, I got a little too excited.”

“Do not be sorry. They should be sorry for making you feel like you need to dim your light. So I guess I’m an Aquarius too.” He Xuan said. “What is an Aquarius?” 

“It’s a constellation of a bucket of pouring water or something.” Qingxuan said.

“Oddly, that is very fitting.” He Xuan said.

“And you speak Russian?” Qingxuan asked. “That is impressive. 

“Apart from English and Mandarin, I know Russian, French and a tiny bit of Italian. Enough to get around during fashion week.” He Xuan said.

“This may be a weird request, but can I hear you speak Russian to me?” Qingxuan asked. 

“Usually people ask for French, but I can do Russian.” He Xuan sat for a moment to think.

“Ты будешь спать со мной сегодня вечером?” He Xuan asked a question. But all Qingxuan could do was melt. Qingxuan had no idea what that said, but all He Xuan could do was smile.

“I… ummm. I don’t know Russian. I also know Mandarin and French but I do speak Korean and Japanese.” He Xuan said. “Xie Lian knows Russian though.”

“Hua Cheng knows Japanese and Korean. His writing is better in every alphabet but his native tongue.” He Xuan laughed.

“Damn, maybe Xie Lian and I should switch partners.” Qingxuan joked but he felt He Xuan take his chair and bring him in closer to He Xuan. 

“Mine.” He Xuan leaned in and lightly nibbled on Qingxuan’s jaw. "I do not like sharing."

“I was only joking. I could never trade you for him. Or anyone. Especially a stinky hockey player.” Qingxuan said. He Xuan smiled a little and fed Qingxuan a grape.

“I must say, I think this is the first outfit where you don’t look super feminine.” He Xuan pointed out the outfit. 

“I’m pretty open with gender expression. It pissed off an ex-girlfriend.” Qingxuan said. “I kind of date whoever, but I seem to lean more towards men.”

“Oh, I kind of figured. What happened in the hotel room was a pretty big indicator. And the kiss on the cheek, and you throwing a fan at my head.” He Xuan said, sipping his drink.

“Wait.. hold on.” Qingxuan stuck his hand out, processing, and after ten seconds his face went completely red and covered his face. “You remember?.... And the fan… no! I’m going to crawl into a hole and die!” 

He Xuan laughed hard. Qingxuan peeked through his fingers. He watched the man that only gave small smiles genuinely laugh. He felt like he was watching something he wasn’t meant to. He Xuan looked up and their eyes met. 

“I have the fan as a souvenir. It’s not the first time I’ve been hit with a fan. I have a feeling it won’t be the last.” He Xuan chuckled, looking a little sad. He took out his phone and swiped through a few things before showing Qingxuan. “I feel like it’s only fair, I should show you something."

Qingxuan looked at the phone and saw a picture of a very good looking goth girl. Black lipstick, dark eyeliner, long black hair. She wore a dress with a long slit in the side, platform boots, and fish nets. Qingxuan looked at the eyes and thought they were contacts before tilting his head. His eyes widened at the realization. 

“Damn, you almost make a hotter girl than me. I only say that because goth girls are obviously superior.” Qingxuan gave He Xuan the phone back.

“What I’m trying to say is I don’t care how you come, as long as you come as you are.” He Xuan said. 

“I may need to borrow that dress.” Qingxuan said. 

“Of course.” He Xuan said. 

Qingxuan finished the latte and began on the fruit bowl. He Xuan just watched Qingxuan eat, finishing up his food and drink. His phone rang. He Xuan looked at the phone and saw it was Hua Cheng. He just rolled his eyes and declined the phone call. Hua Cheng called again, and he declined the call once more. This time a text message popped up.

‘Answer the phone Black Water.’ Was all the text said before the phone rang once more. 

He Xuan rolled his eyes and answered.

“What?……. Can it wait…… fine….” He hung up and got up from his seat. “I’m sorry little leaf, but I need to take my leave.”

“Oh, I’m basically done too. I can take this to go. Let me walk you out.” Qingxuan said. 

“Sit, enjoy, eat. I’ll see you again the next time you’re here.” He said. 

“I’m staying at my brother’s for the time being.” Qingxuan said. “Someone broke into the apartment and Ge is the definition of over protective.” 

“Tonight then.” He Xuan smiled, he leaned down and kissed Qingxuan’s forehead before leaving.

———

Hua Cheng followed the gallery manager back up towards the front of the gallery. They had just completed a rough walk through of how Hua Cheng wants his first North American gallery debut. He looked at the stunning architecture of the gallery space. The centre of the gallery lobby was a giant poster of just a piece of the final painting he planned to debut. 

Hua Cheng made is an interactive experience where you walk down a tunnel of a series of paintings that were lit from the back. The paintings stood to be at least 7-feet tall. Each side told two stories. The right side tells a story of star crossed lovers. A god and  ghost chasing each other for 800 years until one day they find themselves again. But tragedy strikes, separating the two again. So the ghost keeps looking until we get to the last painting where there is another reunion. This time however, the ghost has no intention of letting go of his god. 

The other side of paintings tells a different story of hurt and forgiveness. A story where a mortal was done wrong by one god and takes it out on the other. After that god disappears, the ghost goes into a spiral and cannot forgive himself for what he had done. He allowed anger in and now searches for his god to beg for forgiveness and admit feelings he holds for the god. 

The idea was that Hua Cheng would bring Xie Lian for a private tour of the show before it opens. He’s going to explain everything to Xie Lian and give him the choice. Hua Cheng understands that this Xie Lian is different from the Xie Lian who was a god. He didn’t know if Xie Lian had the option to ascend again. Hua Cheng thanked the gallery manager. As they walked away, He Xuan came up, scrolls and books in hand. 

“I was in the middle of something.” He Xuan said.

“What the fuck we’re doing at 7am? Working out? Eating? And you’re technically still in my employ. We may be best buds, but we are here for a reason. And also this payback for Jasper.” Hua Cheng said. “Let’s take these back to mine. We have a lot to discuss.” 

In about 15 minutes, the two men were in Hua Cheng’s apartment. The best way to describe the apartment is that the same interior designer decorated all the suites. Hua Cheng and He Xuan collected things here and there to make their places more like home. The idea is to make the suites feel more like a home for when they bring over guests. 

He Xuan threw down books and scrolls onto the table. Hua Cheng organized the books and scrolls into different piles. He picked up one of the books titled ‘Wrath of the Sun Emperor, book 1.’ A book from a series written by a Chinese author of a name that would translate to overworked unlucky salty fish. There are eight books in the series, and the fans are waiting for book nine to come out. 

“There are a lot of these fictional boy love type stories but some of these are close to what has happened in Heaven after Xie Lian died.” Hua Cheng explained. “This series is the closest thing.”

“I’m sorry, you interrupted me having breakfast with Shi Qingxuan so we can read fictional books?” He Xuan asked. 

“I also have scrolls and ancient books there that you get to read. I want to read fictional books.” Hua Cheng said. “Well, get to it.” 

He Xuan growled as he took the first scroll and situated himself on the couch. Hua Cheng took the first book, found a lounger and began reading. 

It was 5pm by the time Hua Cheng finished all the books and he was fuming. He Xuan came back from the other room, hanging up the phone. He had a meeting about Paris Fashion week he had to take. Thankfully he had finished his readings by then.

“This is bullshit. This isn’t some love story.” Hua Cheng threw the book to the ground. 

“I could have sworn it was.” He Xuan said.

“No. I think this is a warning.” Hua Cheng explained. 

“A warning?” He Xuan asked.

“Ok, so the story goes like this. After a giant heavenly war, heaven is disarray. They lost a few elemental masters, and their crown princes vanished.” Hua Cheng said. “A man who wields lightning comes in power, being brand new to the heavenly realm. But this man was obsessed with the elemental master of wind. He’d go to her temple and pray. He prayed for her husband’s downfall. He prayed so hard. He intended to look for this elemental master but found out they were banished. So he went looking again, only to find this master. But they died a mortal death. The world needs an elemental master of wind, so the heavens keep providing one. He keeps killing every single elemental master of wind until the true elemental master of wind is born.” 

“And what will happen if he finds the true elemental master of wind?” He Xuan asked. 

“He is to take him as his bride. He did this every time. And when they don’t perform to his standards, he kills them.” Hua Cheng said. “To prevent people from knowing, the Sun emperor locked down heaven and descended to the mortal world. The only way to stop him is to find the reincarnation of the martial god who put down the emperor before him. The name of the emperor before was Jun Wu.”

“So, the story is telling us to both find Windmaster and find Xie Lian?” He Xuan asked. “Are they supposed to reawaken their powers or something?” 

“I don’t know. There’s nothing about the wheel breaking though.” Hua Cheng said. 

“I found something. Now it's a vague story, and is from 400 years ago. It’s about how there was a little boy, no older than six. He wanted a little brother so badly. So he prayed to Yanluo Wang by mistake. The man was curious, because this boy wasn’t meant to be reincarnated. Yanluo either made a deal with the boy, or something went wrong. But every time this boy would be reborn, he’d always have at least one sibling six years younger than him. One day the mother fell pregnant. And until the day of a Lunar eclipse, a baby was born, picked by Yanluo himself. Turns out the soul was previously bound to the soul of the little boy and the two were once gods. And the soul itself longed for their sibling again.” He Xuan said, showing Hua Cheng the scroll.

“The first child will always be a boy.” Hua Cheng said, reading the writing. “It sounds like this story is the byproduct of the wheel breaking itself.” 

Hua Cheng’s phone rang with a message from… Pei Ming of all people. He opened up the message and looked at what the message said. 

‘Hello. It’s Pei Ming. I was wondering if I could extend an olive branch. One of the players is Russian and is new to Canada. We are having a football party at Shi Wudu’s place. You and He Xuan should come.’ 

‘Football doesn’t seem like our scene.’ Hua Cheng replied.

'What if I included photos of both Xie Lian and Qingxuan as kids. Here’s a little teaser.’ 

Pei Ming sent over a photo of two six-year-old boys sitting in the back seat. They fell asleep, heads both touching and holding hands. Judging by the hair, the shorter one was Qingxuan and the taller one was Xie Lian. Both wore sailor outfits. 

‘Done. We may come a little later.’

“He Xuan, turns out we are going to a football party.” Hua Cheng said. 

“Why can’t you let me have one night alone with him?” He Xuan asked, furiously deleting a message. 

Hua Cheng showed He Xuan a photo and He Xuan stood up. 

“What does one wear to a football party?” He Xuan asks. 

———

“Di, package!” Shi Wudu shouted, coming into the door with a dress bag and a box.

The only thing that could be heard in the entire house was the door open, the sound of footsteps running down the stairs. The package was snatched out of Shi Wudu’s hand. The ‘thief’ was about to make a clean break for it back up the stairs. 

“Before you go, there’s something else here for you.” Shi Wudu said. 

Qingxuan walked backwards towards Shi Wudu. Xie Lian peeked over the banister. Without looking, Shi Wudu grabbed a dress bag and gave it to his brother. Qingxuan looked confused. He didn’t order an outfit, especially one expensive enough to come in a dress bag. 

“Someone may have told a designer about you performing again. They took it upon themselves to make you an outfit. This person wasn’t me by the way, it was Yizhen… who did learn about it through me talking about it with Pei and Gab.” Shi Wudu said. “Well open it and let’s see it.”

“No!” The most inhuman sound came out of Qingxaun’s mouth. “You never see the costume before the performance, you know this.”

“You have to practice in it.” Shi Wudu said. 

“Not in front of you, I’ll go practice at 4am or something. Even Xie Lian doesn’t get to see it.” All that could be heard from the stairs was an ‘awwwww.’ “I’ll show you two the fans at least.”

In ten seconds, Xie Lian was sitting on a barstool waiting. Hands in his lap, back straight. He was eagerly waiting. Qingxuan opened the package and he gently took out two silk fans. These weren’t typical silk fans you get off of Temu. They were made with a very expensive silk you could only make in China. The silk made it look like the fans were bathing in light. He didn’t unwrap the silk, but the other two could see their beauty. 

“I may have pulled a few strings myself.” Qingxuan said. “Although I don’t get to keep these.” 

“Those are so pretty. Before you give them back, we need photos of you using them.” Xie Lian said. 

“Of us using them. I’ll show you a few moves. So you can paint them later.” Qingxuan said.

The keypad beeped and the door opened to Pei, Gabriel and the same Russian player Qingxuan saw at the cafe walked in. Shi Wudu looked at the men, giving Pei a look.

“You forgot didn’t you?” Pei said. “You told Yuli he could host a football night tonight a week ago.” 

It came back to Shi Wudu and he looked at his brother. He looked back at Yuli. 

“Who did you invite?” He asked.

“I invited Gab, Vinny, Monty, Cricket, Stache, Sunny and Polzy.” He said in a thick Russian accent. 

Pei looked at Qingxuan and Xie Lian, then to Shi Wudu and then to Yuli. 

“We may need to move th-“

“It’s ok.” Qingxuan said. “Don’t rearrange your  life because of us.”

“Besides,” Xie Lian held up a bunch of face masks. “It’s skincare night. We will be totally out of your way.” 

“You come upstairs, you’re leaving with a mask on your face.” Qingxuan looked at the men. “This is a promise.” 

Qingxuan put the fans back into the packaging it came in and the dress. Qingxuan looked at the win rack and looked back at Xie Lian. Take a bottle and run. He said telepathically. Xie Lian nodded and waited for Qingxuan to head on up. The moment that Shi Wudu turned his attention away from the two, Xie Lian bolted. He grabbed a bottle from the rack and both bolted. Both maniacally giggling the entire time. 

“Hey!!!” Shi Wudu yelled. “Get your asses back here!” 

The two knew Shi Wudu wasn’t going to chase them up the stairs. Faint giggles could be heard from the stop of the stairs. 

“They at least didn’t take the good bottle.” Pei Said, taking that bottle and putting it on the coffee table. “I have a feeling they will be back.”

There was a knock at the door and the rest of the party came in. All with different types of food. Qingxuan didn’t bother to look or pay attention to the rest of the men who filed in. The door closed behind the two. 

Twenty five minutes into the football and the team was set in the living room. The men all sat on a couch with the big screen on the game. There was food all over the coffee tables and ottomans. Pei Ming and Shi Wudu sat in the center. The rest of the men sat to their right, closest to the windows. The men were joking and laughing before a buzz was heard from the intercom.

“Oh did Di order something?” Shi Wudu asked. 

“No, but please do not be mad. I invited two more.” Pei Ming said before getting up.

“You really forgot this was today didn’t you?” Gabriel asked, sipping a beer.

“It’s been a crazy three days.” Shi Wudu said. 

“Oh, anything we can help with?” Sun Longwei asked. “I know we haven’t been seeing eye to eye lately but as a team, we are here to help.” 

“No, no. I got it handled.” Shi Wudu before sitting up straight when Pei returned. “Now, I want to know how did you manage this?”

Pei Ming came in with Hua Cheng and He Xuan. Both men carried a keg and wine bottle each. He told the two to sit down on the left side of Shi Wudu and Pei Ming. He Xuan instantly took some food and ate it. Some of the players tensed up. Vinny lifted his bottle to his mouth to drink. Vinny then got up and offered to take the kegs for the men.

“I promised free food and a photo of Xie Lian as a child.” Pei Ming said. “Which also happens to be a photo of Qingxuan as a child. With the promise of more.

The two men also had no idea what attire to wear to a football party. They were glad they didn’t pick out American football jerseys to wear. Instead Hua Cheng wore a loose button down, and some black jeans. He Xuan wore a loose knitted sweater that fell off his left shoulder, and black jeans. 

“I know you have better manners than that. Say hello.” Hua Cheng said to He Xuan. 

“Hello.” He Xuan said, eating another chip.

“Leave some room.” Shi Wudu said. “I have a feeling we will gain two more.”

“No way.” Cricket, a half east Indian said. “Not even those two could bring them out during skin care night.”

“They’ll bring it out. I’d bet $100 that someone ends up with something on their face.” Pei Ming said. 

“Why did you bring kegs? Plan on getting someone wasted?” A Burnette with a buzz cut asked.  

“We heard football. We didn’t think you meant actual football. We assumed American football.” Hua Cheng said. 

“And you got Henikien?” Sun Longwei asked.

“I asked for recommendations.” He Xuan said. “Although the recommendation said to get Souju.”

“That’s a fair assumption.” Vinny spoke up. “How are the two of you doing?”

“Good. I had a few meetings with the Alberta art gallery about an exhibition I plan on having.” Hua Cheng said and looked at He Xuan.

“I was in and out of meetings all day.” He Xuan said. “And then there was a photoshoot and a meeting about fashion week.” 

“Oh shit, congrats mate.” The burnette said. He Xuan nodded in appreciation.

“Oh, you’re the man who helped me at the cafe today!” Yuli pointed out. “Thank you!” 

“You are welcome. It was no trouble.” He Xuan said. 

“By the way, your girlfriend is very pretty.” When Yuli said this, everyone’s ears perked up.

Pei Ming had an all knowing smile, Shi Wudu also knew. Some players cocked an eyebrow, the other men leaned in, curious to see what kind of woman would date He Xuan. The only reaction that stood out was Sun Longwei's, who looked excited at the idea of He Xuan having a girlfriend. He Xuan chuckled and took out his phone and opened instagram. 

“When I first saw my girlfriend, I thought he was one of the most beautiful people I’ve ever seen.” He Xuan found the picture he was looking for. He showed it to Yuli.

“Your girlfriend called you a siren the first time you met because he didn’t understand you were hitting on him.” Hua Cheng reminded him. 

“Maybe I’m too stupid but he’s calling his girlfriend a boy?” Monty, a ginger haired player asked. 

“Your girlfriend is also 6 foot tall, long jet black hair, opal blue eyes, and has a tendency to get himself into trouble.” Pei Ming said. “Who also has a habit of sneaking out at 2am in the morning to use the dance studio.”

“Whose also in the middle of ‘skincare night.’” Shi Wudu said. 

“Skincare night?” Hua Cheng asked.

He Xuan just shrugged. He Xuan poured himself another glass of wine. Hua Cheng decided to pour himself a glass of wine as well. 

Meanwhile, While He Xuan did that, a big 6’5 man leaned in towards Yuli to see what he was seeing. He had a huge mustache everyone loved. He had dark hair and ice blue eyes. He was known as Stache or Stachey.

“Ahhhh, That’s Shi Qingxuan.” Stache pointed out. “The one in the middle is Xie Lian, who you likely saw because they come in a package deal. You typically don’t get one without the other. The other one is Mu Qing. Talented kid.”

“Wait, Windy wasn’t he in your kitchen earlier tonight?” Yuli asked, the photo Yuli landed on was the karaoke photo Xie Lian and Mu Qing were in.

“Yes.” Shi Wudu said. Tilting his head as he looked at the comments. 

“Seven times… wait…” He Xuan thought some more. “I forgot I had breakfast with him today.”

“Oh! This is…” Yuli looked back at the photo and back at Shi Wudu. “Ahhhhh. I’m sorry, this is the second time I thought Qingxuan was a girl.”

“I understand. He’s very pretty.” He Xuan said. “He’s like the wind, no matter the season, he brings upon beauty in his wake.” 

“Poetic.” Pei Ming said. 

“Damn.” Yuli said. 

“Hmmm.” Shi Wudu hummed. 

“It’s either hello kitty or kissy lips.” A voice could be heard, followed by giggling upstairs. 

Shi Wudu took a count and quick tally of who was there. The one they were missing was Vinny. The giggling became more apparent and the men who knew the sources of those giggles knew. Qingxuan and Xie Lian claimed a victim for skincare night. 

“Oh fuck. I forgot they were here.” Pei Ming said. 

“One has been claimed.” Stachey said. “And because that’s my best friend, I’ll also end up with skincare on my face.”

“I’m sure Vinny volunteered.” Gab said. 

“I had no clue they were here.” Sun Longwei said.  

“Very wine drunk. They snuck a second bottle.” Pei Ming said. 

“How?!” Shi Wudu asked. “And yes, trouble one and two are here. Please leave them be, they don’t really want to be bugged. I’m sure Vinny was willingly kidnapped.” 

“Oh come on, I wanna make sure they're doing alright.” Sun Longwei said. 

"Leave them be Sunny." Gab said. 

"Come on. I'm their Dage." He said. "They'd love to see me. Besides, I want some skincare too."

"Sunny no." Yuli spoke. "They might be doing something important. Maybe Qingxuan doesn't want people seeing him while he prepares for... whatever he his doing."

Sun Longwei had already gotten up and began heading to the stairs, causing both Hua Cheng and He Xuan to tense up. Hua Cheng got up, ready to intercept Sun Longwei's attempt. If he really enjoyed getting punched by He Xuan, he was going to love getting hit by Hua Cheng.

Before Hua Cheng and Sun Longwei could meet.

"Sit down." The room, aside from the TV went quiet. 

"Wudu, I'm just playing. I wanted to check on them. I feel like as captain of this team I-"

“You will respect mine and their wishes.” Shi Wudu’s voice boomed. “I’m going to be straight with you. I am going need you to back off of Qingxuan. He’s an adult, he can make adult decisions and doesn’t need your permission. He's been very clear with me that your actions are affecting him negatively.” 

Sun Longwei wanted to explode. Instead of doing so, he looked at Shi Wudu and bowed his head. 

“I am sorry. I think of... as my own sometimes.” Sun Longwei said. He Xuan wasn't sure if Sun Longwei said 'I think of them as my own sometimes.' or 'I think of him as my own sometimes.'

“They probably would have invited him by now.” Stache said. “He didn't have a chance to talk to Xie Lian much a few days ago. And he wants to make sure Qingxuan is doing ok..” 

He Xuan, Hua Cheng and Pei Ming did miss the look to Sun Longwei. Shi Wudu sighed and turned the volume up on the game. 

“Xie Lian was tired. He slept through the whole thing.” Shi Wudu explained. “Cop was an absolute dick to Qingxuan though.”

Vinny finally showed back up with some under eye masks on, and kissy lips pimple patches all over him. He brought in four boxes of Seoul Fried chicken. He placed three on the table until Shi Wudu stole the box. Monty patted the spot next to him. He said between Monty and Shi Wudu, opening a beer. 

“I keep forgetting how strong they are.” Vinny said. “One does martial arts with swords and the other is basically a ballerina with that muscle tone. I totally forgot how hard it is to say no to both of them.”

"I saw him this morning, wearing a crop top.” Gab said to Sun Longwei and Yuli. “Holy fuck is he jacked. I hadn’t seen him look so… happy in a long time.”

“Hes doing the things he loves. His costume came in for the performance.” Shi Wudu said. “He's just as superstitious as us. Won’t let ANYONE see the costume before the performance.”

“I saw the fans. It’s like floating lights. The two are trying to figure out what to do with his hair though. I didn’t expect him to pick up another windmaster dance.” Vinny stated. Hua Cheng and He Xuan gave their undivided attention to Shi Wudu. 

“Yea. He came here with a book two days ago from the apartment. Yizhen gave him one about some other plays about the wind god. He actually used that to allow him to trust you to catch.” Shi Wudu said, looking at He Xuan. “Put the box down Xie Lian.” 

As everyone turned to Xie Lian who had just picked up the box of wings. Xie Lian didn’t drop the box of wings but he looked at everyone and smiled. Everyone except Shi Wudu. Shi Wudu grabs the wine bottle Qingxuan was in the middle of swiping. The two wore similar outfits. A sweater that was several sizes too big and looked like a dress on the two. They both had shorts on underneath. The biggest difference was that Qingxuan wore knee high socks with his outfit. 

“After what you did earlier? You thought that was going to work again?” Shi Wudu asked.

“It almost did.” Qingxuan said. “Let us have the wine.” 

“Not this bottle. This is for three days from now after your performance.” Shi Wudu said. “If you want more wine, come and sit.”

“Oh, we don’t want to bor- San Lang!” Xie Lian squealed.

Qingxuan looked at He Xuan. He looked back at his brother and let go of the bottle. He moved over, sitting beside He Xuan. He brought his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. Xie Lian practically leaped into Hua Cheng’s arms and stayed there. Hua Cheng moved to an ottoman and sat Xie Lian down between his legs. Xie Lian sat stiffly before leaning back into the man.

“How was your day?” Xie Lian asked.

“Better, now that I get to be here with you.” Hua Cheng smiled. 

He Xuan wrapped an arm around Qingxuan’s knees, his left hand resting perfectly on Qingxuan’s knee. He gently stroked a small portion of his knee with his thumb. Qingxuan leaned onto He Xuan’s shoulder, found a small piece of skin and lightly bit it. 

“Hehe, mine.” He whispered to He Xuan.

He Xuan smiled, and looked forward. The gentle eyes he gave Qingxuan turned into eyes full of wrath when they met Sun Longwei’s. He Xuan pulled Qingxuan in a little tighter, the black haired beauty nestling himself into He Xuan’s body. He Xuan kissed the top of Qingxuan’s head. He Xuan looked back at Sun Longwei. 

“Mine.” Was all that Sun Longwei heard. 

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Hey guys, Kae here.

How are we doing? Are we mad because I keep deleting chapter14? I’m sorry.

I’m having the biggest doubts on that chapter right now. There’s still a few parts I really don’t like. To me, some of it feels forced and rushed. I still want the three big events to happen in that chapter. I want this to be perfect and great. And maybe I’m putting a lot of pressure on myself but that’s ok.

I am kinda winging this is as I go but I do know what the end game and other pivotal moments look like. So it’s trying to get to these moments. I thought it would a good idea to marinate that chapter a little more.

Not that I got a whole of questions. But I thought I could answer some ones I see on Manhuas all the time.

Question one: where did the inspiration come from?

I think I was reading limited run, and melting point, making little hockey chibis and I really wanted to get back into writing. So I kinda went “fuck it.” I really wanted to do a hockey AU but it felt weird writing that since I heavily brain stormed with a friend. So I thought models would be fun. I knew wanted something to do with magic and reincarnation. And I chose Wind Master as the topic because I was so mad about the black water arc.

Question 2: why did you pick Edmonton.

Now, I didn’t realize there were like 2-3 other fan fictions in the fandom set in Edmonton. I wanted a place I was familiar with.

Question 3: why hockey?

Hockey is basically so ingrained in my life’s it helps me make a living. Shi Wudu was going to be a business man but that felt too generic. Then I thought,

“well water is Ice, and McDavid is a tyrant in the ice and Shi Wudu is known as the water tyrant.” And boom.

Qingxuan used to play hockey and probably would have been better than his brother but I felt like dancer was more fitting.

Question 4: Sun Longwei: Who the fuck is he? Where is he from?

Sun Longwei is an original character based on my own past experiences. I wanted someone who knew his brother and is trusted. He is Swedish-Chinese. So he was raised in Sweden until he was 12, moved to China and trained there. He then moved to Canada to play in the OHL. Sun Longwei is a year younger than Shi Wudu.

He’s always been told that he will be the best and is the greatest. And he believes that he can get anything he wants. He’s known Shi Wudu since he was 18, but didn’t meet Shi Qingxuan until he was 19 and playing in his second season.

Question 5: any unexpected changes?

I started this off as Jun Wu being the mastermind of all of this. He still plays a huge part in the story. I also was going to have Shi Wudu as a shitty brother at the start. When I read more, I realized he wasn’t shitty to be shitty. He was trying to protect his brother. This Shi Wudu is trying to do the same thing. I also didn’t plan on Pei and Shi Wudu dating at all. Pei Ming at first was going to be the second male lead to Xie Lian but I decided no. Pei Ming was going to date some girl but then I thought if McDavid and Drai’s relationship(which is what their friendship is based on) and was like ‘what if they actually dated instead?’ A big thing was I can’t expect this to be a commentary on hockey culture. A lot of female fans are disenchanted with how the NHL is handling certain things.

Side note: I’ve been hella considering doing a spin off of Pei And Wudu’s relationship.

Question 6: how are you holding up after reaching THE scene in book 6?

Waaaahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Question 7: how dark is this going to get?

That’s a great question. Admittedly I have the chapter of the event(I’m pretty sure we have all figured out what Sun Longwei is.) happening written. I have the lead up to the conversation, the event/flashback and He Xuan’s reaction. I don’t know if the flash back will get posted. I also have the when and where Shi Wudu finds out.

Question: you say you do art. Where is art. I want to find art.

Instagram and X — PocketGodKae there isn’t a lot right now. I decided to start fresh. I have some beef leaf fan art planned because I got inspired by Disney, I’m still going to make a tumblr page so people can see the cute sketches. I also just ordered a Qingxuan mini doll and so I’m going to make all the outfits Qingxuan wears in the fanfic.

Question 8: you keep reworking chapters, why?

Mostly because I find spelling errors, or just errors in general. but I also realized a lot of people like a lot content in their stories. There’s also nothing wrong with expanding more. I keep the plot going the same direction.

Question 9: why is He Xuan nibbling on Qingxuan all the time.

Because Qingxuan is his snack.

Question 10: anymore fan fictions.

Yes! I want to write one for Mowan. Erha is one of my favourite danmeis. I got this wicked idea for an modern day AU.

I want to do a true Hualian Fanfic as well. I have another fun idea for that as well.

Question 11: how old are you?

I’m entering my Chu Wanning era on the 14th. But I’m not a beautiful man. I’m just a short girl.

Question 12: why modeling?

Because I wanted the them all to still have long hair.

Thats all for today. Thank you so much for understanding, again I am sorry,

Forever Royal, Kae

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“Oh fuck off, that was a clean goal!” Hua Cheng shouted. 

“No the fuck it wasn’t!” Qingxuan yellowed back. 

While the two bickered over a sport they didn’t expect to have in common. He Xuan and Xie Lian sat on the couch, taking sips of the wine from their wine glasses. He Xuan grabbed a chicken wing and began to munch on it. 

“You know, I expected to be a wine wife with Qingxuan. The both of us sipping on a nice red while our husbands got excited over sports.” Xie Lian said. “This is a new development.” 

“He loves soccer. I didn’t realize Qingxuan did as well.” He Xuan said. 

“Not really. He gets into whatever others have high energy for.” Xie Lian explained.

“Here’s to being wine wives.” He Xuan raised his glass. Xie Lian clinked his glass with He Xuan’s. 

“Hey Windy, do you leave a balcony door open or something?” Monty asked as everyone shivered a little bit. 

“No one has been outside once.” Shi Wudu said. 

“I may not know the sport of hockey. And it was very fun to watch live. But if you’re the water tyrant, why are you called Windy?” He Xuan asked. 

“FUCKING KICK THE GOD DAMN BALL!” Yuli screamed. 

“Kick the ball!” Hua Cheng yelled back. 

“Some coach during my time in the WHL called me Windu.” Shi Wudu said. “So the name Windy stayed. Qingxuan found it absolutely hilarious.”

“Oh?” He Xuan said. 

“If you had a hockey name, you’d be Fishy.” Pei Ming said. “You kind of remind me of a drowned sailor.”

“That’s rude.” Vinny piped up. “He is going to be your only ally against the Shi brothers.”

“I have Xie Lian on my side.” Pei Ming said. “But let me tell you. Eight year old Qingxuan was a hoot.” 

Shi Wudu chuckled.

Pei Ming laughed. “He proudly proclaimed that he was going to marry another player we had, Lan Wangji.”

Overhearing the conversation, Qingxuan crossed his arms and looked at his brother. 

“I had learned the error of my ways. Also him and Wei Wuxian are couple goals.” Qingxuan spat back and looked at He Xuan.. “Don’t listen to their slander, best friend.”

“Oh he’s seen the sailor outfits.” Pei Ming said. 

Both Xie Lian and Qingxuan went red, deflating on the couch. Qingxuan kept his face covered, He Xuan lightly taking his hands and moving them away from his face. Qingxuan’s eyes met He Xuan’s eyes for a moment before Qingxuan hid behind cover again. 

“Little leaf is always cute.” He said, causing a groan from Qingxuan. 

“Gege, you were also so cute. I could eat you up like pie.” Hua Cheng said, sitting back down on the couch and hugging his man. Xie Lian just hid his face in embarrassment. 

The room became loud with anticipation, everyone standing up, watching the ball. Qingxuan looked from, seeing the baller get closer and closer. The goal horn blared as the team scored. Half the crowd stay standing, the other half fall back onto the couch. 

“Oh fuck yea!” Qingxuan cheered, jumping up as his team scored.

“Oh fucking hell!” Hua Cheng screamed. 

“It’s not my fault you chose a shitty team.” Qingxuan said. 

“Oh?” Hua Cheng grinned wickedly and the two were at it again.

This time, He Xuan, Xie Lian and everyone else could feel the breeze. Every time Qingxuan got more excited, there was more power to the breeze. Xie Lian’s eyes widened as he noticed the pattern. Qingxuan jumped to get into Hua Cheng’s face, only his feet weren’t touching the ground. 

“We might be getting a little too worked up.” Hua Cheng grabbed Qingxuan by the arms and lightly put him down. He leaned in and whispered. “You’re starting to float.” 

Qingxuan eyes widened and pupils shrunk. He nodded and sat back down with He Xuan. He placed his legs over He Xuan. He placed his hand on Qingxuan’s thigh and gently squeezed it. There was no way he actually floated, right? 

—-

As the game made it to halftime, a lot of the lights were dim. People were happily drunk and a good portion of the food was gone. Everyone paired off into their own little groups through the penthouse. Hua Cheng, He Xuan, Xie Lian and Qingxuan all stayed at the couches. Hua Cheng and Xie Lian moved into the couch, Xie Lian laying his head down on Hua Cheng’s lap. 

Qingxuan was standing behind He Xuan. He came down with a brush and some elastics to braid He Xuan’s hair. Except the braid was just Qingxuan putting up He Xuan’s hair. He took the final piece of hair and began wrapping elastic around his hair. 

“Even your hair is godlike.” Qingxuan said. 

“Why thank you.” He Xuan said, sipping some wine. “Rice water helps.”

“I may need to borrow some.” Qingxuan said.

“Why? Your hair is already beautiful.” He Xuan said, causing Qingxuan’s cheeks to go pink. He grabbed Qingxuan’s arms and wrapped them around himself. Qingxuan took this as an invitation and leaned down to kiss him on the cheek. 

“I’m going to have to repay you for all the kisses, my leaf.” He Xuan said.

“Oh, I’m now your leaf?” Qingxuan inquired. 

“I’m your best friend, why can’t you be my leaf?” He Xuan asked. 

“Please, let me give you another nickname. It doesn’t have to be fishy.” Qingxuan said. 

“Oh no, it has to be Fishy, that’s his hockey nickname.” Pei Ming roared. 

“Stay out this Pei.” Qingxuan said. 

The first group to come back to the couches were Shi Wudu and Pei Ming. Shi Wudu quickly grabbed Pei’s hand and held it for a half a second. He sat back down on the couch, looking over at the group of four.

“I know this isn’t probably how you guys wanted to spend your Tuesday night, but thank you for hanging out.” Shi Wudu said.

“I’ll be honest, after the performance, I want to take a long break away from hockey.” Qingxuan said. 

A break from hockey, or break from having to worry about seeing him? Qingxuan thought to himself, stealing a small glance at Sun Longwei who was in the kitchen doing a keg stand with Yuli. 

“You aren’t going to the Halloween party?” Shi Wudu asked.

“N-no? We weren’t invited.” Xie Lian said. 

“Oh, maybe he hasn’t gotten around to it. Wei Wuxian has decided he wants to do a joint team party. So it’ll be us, them, Seattle and Vancouver.” Pei explained. “He expressed interest in inviting you.”  

“We’ll see.” Qingxuan said, looking at Xie Lian. “Well, I’ll see. I’m not opposed to it. As long as we can bring these two. Oh and Feng Xin and Mu Qing.” 

“Shouldn’t see why not.” Pei said. 

The next group of Vinny, Stache, Polzy and Cricket came back. They sat down in the spots Sun Longwei sat in earlier. Meaning they were sending Sun Longwei’s group down further onto the couch away from Qingxuan’s group. Stache sipping from the cup he had earlier. 

“The beer was a good choice.” Vinny said. 

“Whoever told you to get hennikian is a god sent.” Stache said.

“That was me.” Xie Lian spoke up. “Qingxuan said get Soju but I think he just wants Soju.” 

“I know there are some in this apartment. I will find it.” He said, looking around.

The final group came back. Bottles and more food in hand. Sun Longwei looked confused on why Cricket sat in his spot. He was about to say something before Vinny spoke up.

“We wanted a closer seat to the TV.”

Sun Longwei stomped off to the other side. He was directly opposite to He Xuan. Qingxuan’s fingered twirled He Xuan’s ponytail as he giggled.

“Your brother won’t tell you, but the Soju is in the kitchen.” Pei Ming winked. 

“Thank you.” Qingxuan said. He Xuan looked up at him. “I’m going to go into the kitchen and get some.”

“Want me to come with?” He Xuan asked. 

“No, you relax. You had a stressful day.” Qingxuan said. He Xuan took Qingxuan’s hand and looked at Qingxuan with what was an attempt of puppy dog eyes. Instead of a puppy, it gave surprisingly cute but ugly fish. Qingxuan stopped and looked down. “Fine, you can come if you want.” 

Both He Xuan and Qingxuan couldn’t believe that it worked. He Xuan leaped over the couch and before they could escape. 

“He Xuan, wait.” Shi Wudu said. 

“Hmmm.” He Xuan hummed, giving the elder brother his full attention.

“Come chat with me for a bit?” He asked. “Qingxuan will be fine on his own.”

He Xuan would never show this in front of Shi Wudu, but he was getting annoyed. All he wanted to do was sit with Qingxuan. Instead he sat with Qingxuan for about ten minutes before Qingxuan got excited over the game. Then for another ten minutes before halftime. And now not only is there some Russian in Qingxuan’s seat, but the eldest brother wants to talk. Maybe I’ll join in on skincare night. He Xuan thought to himself. 

“It appears that I am being requested.” He Xuan said, looking at Qingxuan. 

“He won’t bite.” Qingxuan said. “You might bite him though.” 

“I won’t bite him. Only you.” He Xuan leaned in and gave Qingxuan a small middle on the ear. Qingxuan giggled and went red. He Xuan walked with Shi Wudu to the balcony doors. 

Qingxuan shook his head. Did that just turn him on a little. Admittedly, Qingxuan loves the little love bits He Xuan gives him. He turned and went into the kitchen, now looking for the prize after He Xuan was done. Maybe Xie Lian and him could kidnap the unsuspecting models and take them upstairs. He looked around for the bottle, opening different cupboards. He found disposable shot glasses and set them aside on the island. Someone set down 3 bottles of Soju on the island. 

“You were looking for Soju?” A voice said. Qingxuan knew who it was, but he ignored that fact. 

“Thank you.” Qingxuan didn’t pay attention to who gave him the bottles. He just took them and the glasses and came back. 

Qingxuan set the glasses down onto the tray on the ottoman and started pouring. He looked around and realized Shi Wudu and He Xuan were nowhere to be seen. He looked around for the two men. They seemed to be still talking. 

Once everything was poured, everyone grabbed a glass and cheered. They took their shot and everyone went back to chatting. Qingxuan got up to join Xie Lian and Hua Cheng. “Oh fuck!” Polzy accidentally kicks the ottoman right into QingXuan’s leg. Qingxuan tumbles to the side, getting caught by Sun Longwei. The force of the kick sends the open bottles of alcohol on the ground. “You ok?” Sun Longwei asked, helping Qingxuan up.

“Yea.. thanks.” Qingxuan bowed a little and headed off To grab some towels. He. And back and Vinny took the towels.

“It’s ok, I’ll clean it up.” Vinny said. 

“Well the was all the soju.” Xie Lian said.

“Oh. I can run down to the store. Honestly.” Qingxuan said. “I could use the excuse to go to the weed store across the street.”

“I can come with you.” Xie Lian said. 

“It’s literally across the street.” Qingxuan said. “You want Hua Cheng alone with these guys?” Qingxuan's mind spoke to Xie Lian. 

Xie Lian laughed, causing a curious look from Hua Cheng. Qingxuan went up stairs, found a pair of blank straight legs and put them on. He grabbed his ID and phone and headed down. He made his way back down, the three guys were having a lot of fun. He waved at Xie Lian who waved back and headed to grab his jacket. 

“Qingxuan, hold up.” The blonde haired player came running up, also grabbing his jacket. 

“What are you doing?” Qingxuan asked. 

“Going with you.” Sun Longwei said. 

“I will be fine.” Qingxuan said, grabbing a scarf. “Besides, it’s not like a Saturday night. Besides, someone might recognize you. I’m not just going to the liquor store.” 

“No, but there’s a concert going on. And someone was recently robbed at knife point.” Sun Longwei argued. “Also, you can’t bring alcohol like that into that store.”

“I can handle myself, and I was going to get a bag.” Qingxuan said. “We have no reason to go together or talk.”

“We don’t even have to talk.” Sun Longwei said. 

“Fine. I don’t have the energy to argue with you.” Qingxuan said, exiting out of the penthouse with Sun Longwei. 

——-

The two men came outside onto the roof top balcony. Shi Wudu placed two cans of beer down on the table. He opened both and passed one to He Xuan. He Xuan took the beer and nodded. 

“Thank you.” He said.

“Of course. Do you smoke?” Shi Wudu asked, handing him a pack.

“I do not. Surprisingly.” He Xuan said. 

“Oh, well this is awkward because I don’t either. I thought smoking was a modeling thing.” Shi Wudu simply threw the pack of cigarettes over the edge of the building. 

“Were you trying to break the ice?” He Xuan asked. 

“I was. I’ll be honest, you're the first potential lover to not grovel at my feet.” Shi Wudu said. “Makes it a little harder.”

“I thought it would make it harder. Having men worship you like a god.” He Xuan said. “I’m assuming you want to give me the ‘hurt my brother, you’re dead.’ Talk.” 

“I’ve gathered that you have his best interest in mind. I don’t think I need to give you the talk.” Shi Wudu said. “I brought you out here to just chat in general.”

He Xuan was conflicted. This Shi Wudu looked like the man he killed centuries ago. The man who’d rival him at every turn. He was one of the reasons that he lost his first love, that he missed out on godhood. But if he had ascended, he wouldn’t have met Qingxuan. 

“Tell me a little about yourself.” Shi Wudu said. 

He Xuan obliged and told Shi Wudu everything he told Qingxuan. He Xuan was no fool though, he knew Shi Wudu did his research on him. If he hadn’t, he would and he knew what new papers back home said about him. This Shi Wudu was just as, if not more protective of his little brother than his previous life. 

“I’m surprised you told me all of that. Most people would hide it.” Shi Wudu said. 

“You stole your brother away in the dead at night because you were worried. If I hid something, I know you’d lose it.” He Xuan did.

“You are correct. If someone ever did something unforgivable to Qingxuan, I’d kill them.” Shi Wudu said. 

“Hmmm.” He Xuan responded. Part of him wanted to ask why he didn’t kill Sun Longwei but He Xuan didn’t know the history behind those two. 

“Is there anything else you’d like to know?” He Xuan asks, sipping the beer. 

“How did you meet Qingxuan?” Shi Wudu asked. 

“If you asked him before today, he’d say he found me singing in an alley. He didn’t realize we'd met before.” He Xuan said.

“How did you two really meet?” He asked. 

“Your brother threw a fan at my head because he thought I didn’t think he was pretty enough.” He Xuan took another sip. “And then he ran off.” 

Shi Wudu began to laugh hard, taking a huge sip. 

“Yea that sounds right.” Shi Wudu laughed. “He’s a wild one. He’s also a bit of a romantic. He found the puck gift very charming. He has not shut up about it.”

“I’ve noticed…” He Xuan said. “Hey, I didn’t mean to cause trouble for you or your brother at the cafe.” 

“I don’t know what happened or what was said.” Shi Wudu admitted. “Neither of them will tell me. I want to ask you but I have no clue what to expect.” 

“He got angry.” He Xuan said. “He was mad because Qingxuan gave his attention to me. He wanted to humiliate Qingxuan, and dropped 100s on his head. I don’t know what he told Qingxuan but it’s a face I’ve seen on many occasions.” 

“And what face is that?” Shi Wudu asked.

He Xuan didn’t get a chance to answer him. The door opened and Hua Cheng came outside.

“This is where the two water tyrants ran off to.” Hua Cheng said, taking out a cigarette. 

“Tyrants?” Shi Wudu asked. He Xuan just gave Hua Cheng a look.

“He smokes.” He Xuan said. Shi Wudu nodded, regretting throwing the pack over. 

“People were getting worried. You guys have been gone for 20 minutes.” Hua Cheng said. “Xie Lian was worried that you threw him over the balcony. Or vice versa.”

“Ahhh. I didn’t throw He Xuan off the side of the building.” Shi Wudu said. “We’re just talking.”

“Hmmm.” He Xuan said. “Beheading is more my style don’t you think? It’s very goth.” 

“Ha ha.” Hua Cheng sarcastically laughed with a smile clap.

The three sat in awkward silence. Hua Cheng had finished his cigarette before looking at his friend. He Xuan nodded and both turned for the door. Hua Cheng and He Xuan were about to leave before being stopped.

“I know you didn’t ask, but you have my blessing to date them. We're the closest thing to family Xie Lian has. They seem very happy to be with you two. I only ask for one thing.” Shi Wudu said. “If something is happening, please let me know.”

“I’d suggest keeping the blonde brute and his manager away from your brother and Xie Lian.” Hua Cheng said bluntly. “They seem to be obsessed.”

Shi Wudu made a note of this. The three walked back into the penthouse. There was about 25 minutes left in the game. Qingxuan, who left to get Souju from the kitchen. The Souju from the kitchen that was on the ottoman. Or rather the floor. He Xuan and Hua Cheng sat down in front of Xie Lian who was glued to his phone. Qingxuan is nowhere to be seen.

“I thought Qingxuan said the weed store was across the street.” Hua Cheng said. Xie Lian checked the phone and shook his head.

“I didn’t realize he’s still been gone for this long. I was too busy texting Feng Xin.” Xie Lian said. He Xuan was very confused. “I’ll check where he is.”

“Oh, they had to go to one on Jasper. He should be back in five minutes.” Yuli shouted over the game. 

Xie Lian frowned when he realized someone else was missing; he looked at the two models and noticed they were locking in on each other. He put two fingers to his temple and closed his eyes. He hoped this would work. Hua Cheng finished his epic staring contest with He Xuan and both looked at Xie Lian. This was an unusual behaviour Xie Lian displayed. But they knew what he was doing. 

“Hey, where are you? I’m hoping this works.” Xie Lian asked in the mind link.

“The weed store across is closed for repair. So we went to one on Jasper. We should be back in 5 minutes now.” Qingxuan replied. 

“Who is ‘we?’” Xie Lian asked.

“Unfortunately Sun Longwei. He still cannot take no for an answer. If I’m not back in 10 minutes, he’s probably cornered me in an alley.” Qingxuan replied. 

Xie Lian started to panic a little. Hua Cheng sat down and held Xie Lian, shielding him from the world. He Xuan had a vague idea that Qingxuan was gone. But he still had no clue what was happening. 

“Wait, who left with Qingxuan?” He Xuan asked. “You said they. I'm assuming you mean he left with someone.” 

“Oh, I saw Sun Longwei leave with Qingxuan.” Xuli said.

For some strange reason, fear rose up in Shi Wudu.

____

“I cannot believe they had a pipe burst.” Sun Longwei said. “You’d think with the good weather, there wouldn’t be bursts.”

Sun Longwei was about two feet behind Qingxuan as they walked. Qingxuan had an air pod in at first, but the man kept talking and then got mad about the air pod. So he walked in silence. After they learned about the closure, Sun Longwei wouldn’t shut up the whole way there or back. This was the fifth time he brought up the weather. They had one more street to cross, then an awkward elevator ride up to the penthouse. 

Thank the lord I got gummies. Qingxuan thought.

“For late October, it’s actually pretty warm. I still have to wear gloves though.” Qingxuan said as the intersection came into view. Maybe a little attention won’t be too bad. Maybe he’ll stop talking period, let alone about the weather.

“I’m surprised. A little worried for the world and the state it’s in.” Sun Longwei said. 

“You can blame AI for that.” Qingxuan said. 

“Ai does suck for that doesn’t it. ” Sun Longwei said. 

Three minutes passed before Sun Longwei spoke again. “If you would allow me, let me tell you a story. You like those historical Danmei stories right?”

“I dabble. That’s more Xie Lian’s thing.” Qingxuan said. 

“Oh.” Sun Longwei sounded disappointed with that. “Well I can still tell you a story.”

“What happened to not talking? You only lasted for like five minutes.” Qingxuan said. They were now at the cross walk, stopped at the lights."You have chatted the whole way.”

“Humour me.” Sun Longwei said. 

“Fine.” Qingxuan said, taking out his phone. “It’s not you’d stop anyways.”

‘Save me with your mind powers.’ He texted Xie Lian. He was about to put the phone away before a fish text was sent. Qingxuan smiled at his phone. He went to send He Xuan a leaf before heard Sun Longwei clear his throat.

“There was once a king, a king of all. He fell in love but his love was taken from him. He did bad things because of it. When his true love reincarnated, he hurt his true love. He hopes he can ask for forgiveness, and maybe they’ll fall back in love.” Sun Longwei said he was now beside Qingxuan. “Would he be forgiven for the pain he put his true love through? Does he deserve forgiveness?” 

“No.” Was all Qingxuan said. 

Qingxuan looked a head, rolling his eyes. What the fuck kind of conversation is this? The cross walk light turned and Qingxuan stepped forward. He felt his hand get grabbed and he was stopped from crossing. 

“Why not?” Sun Longwei asked. 

“Are you for real?” Qingxuan asked. “We just missed the light.”

“You don’t think he deserves redemption?” Sun Longwei stared right into Qingxuan’s eyes. There seemed to be a storm brewing in his pupils. 

“No.” Qingxuan said, tugging back. “If it's the book I’m thinking of, the emperor knowingly did things to break his spirit. Like torture, beheading his lover and forcing himself into his ‘true love.’ Why would he forgive him?” Qingxuan used air quotes round ‘true love.’

“But it’s out of love. They are truly destined for each other.” Sun Longwei argued. 

“That’s not love. That’s wanting power and control.” Qingxuan bitterly answered.

“This conversation is starting to get weird.” Qingxuan said to Xie Lian. 

“Would you forgive…?” Sun Longwei asked. Qingxuan began to realize the conversation they were having. It was one he had no plan on having with Sun Longwei. 

“No.” Qingxuan said. “Now can you let go? I would like to get back before my brother throws He Xuan off the balcony..” 

Sun Longwei let go and Qingxuan took a giant step away from the man. Sun Longwei just stood there in silence. Qingxuan didn’t dare look at the man. Not wanting to give him the attention he was desperately trying to get. Qingxuan took his phone out and sent that leaf to He Xuan,

The light changed and this time they were able to cross. Qingxuan swiped his key card to unlock the door. Sun Longwei held it open for the two of them. They walked to the elevators, waiting for one to come down. They waited in silence before the elevators came down. 

Once the elevator came, Qingxuan got in followed by Sun Longwei. Qingxuan pressed the buttons and away they went. Qingxuan stretched and shook his head. Suddenly Sun Longwei pressed seven different floors. Before Qingxuan could freak out at him, Sun Longwei leaned in. 

“I have another question.” Sun Longwei said. He pinned Qingxuan to the corner where the buttons were. Qingxuan turned the side, feeling Sun Longwei’s hot breath on his ear.  “Say this emperor did rape his true love, would it still be rape if they slept with other after the fact? Say, I don’t know, two months after? I wonder what any future lover would think of that.”

Qingxuan’s blood stilled. 

“What are you trying to say?” Qingxuan asked Sun Longwei directly. 

“Nothing, I’m just asking questions. I’m not the one acting like you’re going to murder me at every turn.” Sun Longwei said. 

They got to the first floor Sun Longwei pressed.

“What is this conversation?” Qingxuan said. 

“Oh come off it Qingxuan.” Sun Longwei rolled his eyes. 

“Does this mean you’ll stop talking finally?” Qingxuan asked. 

“What? Don’t like the truth?” Sun Longwei asked. 

“The truth? We can talk about the truth. I would love for you or Ge to get traded. So I don’t have to see your stupid face everywhere I go.” Qingxuan said.

They reached the second floor.

“Oh get a fucking grip.” Sun Longwei scolded. “I don't know when you decided to hate him, but holy fuck is this act ever getting old..” 

“That’s the thing, I don’t hate you. I should but I don’t care what you do. I was living life just fine until you decided to come back into my life.” Qingxuan said. “I’d rather go back to that than have you show up everywhere and have staring contests with my…” 

He was about to say his boyfriend but Qingxuan and He Xuan haven’t been on a proper date yet. They reach the third floor that was pressed. This was taking forever and Sun Longwei knew it.

“What’s taking so long?” Xie Lian asked. 

“Asshole decided he wanted a conversation on the fucking elevator. He decided to press buttons.”  Qingxuan said. 

“Your what? The model that is only here for maybe three more months… you know he’s only keeping you around to stay warm at night. Right? He’s going to go back to his secret girlfriend back in China and forget about you,” and Sun Longwei drones on, 2 more floors passed by. Qingxuan decided to keep Xie Lian company instead of listening to Sun Longwei.

“Jesus Christ. Maybe we can get a restraining order on him.” Xie Lian said. 

“Honestly, I’m not opposed to it.” Qingxuan replied.

“I don’t understand why he can’t leave you alone.” Xie Lian said. 

“I have no idea.”  Qingxuan rolled his eyes.

“Are you even paying attention?” Sun Longwei asked, snapping his fingers in front of Qingxuan’s face. “Or are you having some conversation in your head?”

Fuck. Qingxuan thought to himself. 

“What do you want?” Qingxuan asked. 

The door opened and Sun Longwei pushed Qingxuan out of the door and slammed him against the wall. Sun Longwei forced a kiss onto Qingxuan. First, he hit him hard. This only emboldened Sun Longwei more and he could feel Sun Longwei shove his tongue down his throat. It was gross and slimy, Qingxuan tried very hard not to throw up. Sun Longwei’s leg rode upwards until it grazed over Qingxuan's crotch… Qingxuan decided to draw blood. He bit Sun Longwei’s lower lip, causing Sun Longwei to stumble. For good Measure, Qingxuan kicked Sun Longwei in the gut causing him the kneel over. 

“What the actual fuck?!” Qingxuan spat. 

“I had you first you little—“ the door dinged to the elevator, and someone was getting off. 

Qingxuan took this moment to get onto the elevator again. Sun Longwei got on right after. This time not touching the buttons or getting near Qingxuan. He stood at the opposite side of the elevator. Qingxuan tapped his lips to make sure there wasn’t a cut on his lip.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rough with you.” Sun Longwei said as the elevator dinged. 

*** 

Before Qingxuan opened the door, he turned to Sun Longwei. His hand on the door handle and simply said. “You never had me in the first place. Anything you got from me, you took by force.” 

With those parting words, the door opened. Shi Wudu was on the other side of the door. He stared dagger in the pair’s direction. Qingxuan felt the coldness where he stood. He hurried to Shi Wudu, ready to explain. Qingxuan was about to speak before Shi Wudu said two words. 

“Kitchen, now.”

“I-“ 

“He’s not talking to you Shi Qingxuan.” Pei Ming said. 

Sun Longwei nodded, walking into the kitchen. Qingxuan quickly got out of his jacket and scarf and got out of there. He wasn’t ready to hear what was about to be said. He didn’t want to know what would be said. He knew that he wanted to be back in the arms of He Xuan. He also really wanted to wash his mouth out. 

When Qingxuan walked into the living room, Xie Lian instantly ran and hugged him. The game had 10 minutes left, a good chunk of the teammates were still watching. Hua Cheng and He Xuan weren’t in the living room. Nor was Vinny, Stache, Pei or his brother. 

“Did you miss me or something?” Qingxuan asked.

“Yes. I wanted to make sure everything was ok.” Xie Lian said. 

Qingxuan weighed his options here. He patted Xie Lian’s head and smiled. Not tonight, Qingxuan wasn’t going to make tonight safe. More good things happened tonight than bad. 

“We are all good.” Qingxuan said. “He asked me questions about that one Danmei. I think it’s the one about the two gods who forgot they were gods and there’s that psychotic emperor.” 

“Oh, yea. I love that one. You should read it.” Xie Lian said. 

“He asked about the emperor. And if he could be redeemed.” Qingxuan said. “It felt like he was asking me if I’d forgive him.”

“What did you say?” He asked.

“No.” Qingxuan said. 

“Good. The story’s ending is a good ending. The Wind God ends up with the Ice demon.” Xie Lian said and grabbed Qingxuan by the sleeve. “Well, let’s get going to the kitchen, I’m sure-“

“I think I want to call it a night.” Qingxuan said. 

“He Xuan, this would be the perfect time to come out of the kitchen.” Xie Lian thought to himself, 

“Are you sure?” Xie Lian asked. 

Qingxuan nodded. He saw movement from the upper left hand corner and went to look. “He Xuan..” 

To Xie Lian’s surprise, He Xuan came out of the kitchen with two glasses of wine. He smiled the moment he saw Qingxuan. Before he could go and greet Qingxuan, Xie Lian grabbed him by the jaw. This took Qingxuan and He Xuan by surprise. If Hua Cheng saw this, He Xuan would be as good as dead.

“Oh, you need some skin care. I think he needs a mask. I can see a pimple.” Xie Lian said. 

“My skin is flaw-“ He Xuan started to say and then stopped. He saw the look Xie Lian gave him. “Actually I think I can feel it coming on. Right there, right?” 

“Y-yes. Qingxuan, I think you should help him.” Xie Lian said. 

“Alright. I can’t say no to that face.” Qingxuan said. 

Qingxuan knew what Xie Lian was doing. Xie Lian knew something was up, and wanted to make sure he was ok. Xie Lian knew he wasn’t going to say anything. He grabbed the bag of weed edibles and gave two packs to Xie Lian. “For you, and Hua Cheng. And please, I don’t want to hear the two of you.” 

“Oh trust, I have a feeling these will just knock us out.” Xie Lian said before walking towards the kitchen. 

Qingxuan took in a deep breath and put on a smile. “Now, let’s go. But first, let me get out of these clothes and into something more comfy.” 

He Xuan nodded, handing Qingxuan the other glass of wine. Qingxuan took it and sipped the wine.  Qingxuan held out his hand and led the man away. 

***

“Last time I checked, skin care was taking off the make up, not putting it on.” He Xuan said. 

Qingxuan was straddling He Xuan on his bed, in one hand, an Eyeliner palette, his other hand was the brush he was using. Qingxuan was now in baby blue silk pajamas. He Xuan, still in his sweater, wore a pair of navy blue pajama pants Qingxuan had. They are the only thing I have that will fit. Sadly I don't know where the shirt is.  Was what Qingxuan said. He didn’t give He Xuan a wing, just a look that made him look like he belonged in a punk band. He Xuan was more than happy to be straddled by the beautiful man on top. 

Qingxuan reached over and grabbed a glitter palette from his night stand and opened it up. He dabbed his finger in the pan before lightly dabbing the glitter on He Xuan’s temple. 

“You thought I’d actually fall for  the ‘I feel a pimple coming on?’” Qingxuan asked. 

“Xie Lian said it, not me.” He Xuan laughed. 

“I’ve always wanted to put make-up on my…” Qingxuan finished up on the right side before he stopped. 

“Your lover?” He Xuan winked, his hands finding their spot on Qingxuan’s waist. 

“Stoooop.” Qingxuan bowed his head. “I.. don’t think we’re there yet. And you’ll be going soon and…”

Qingxuan was letting Sun Longwei’s words sink their fangs into his brain. And now the thought of his slimy tongue down his throat. Qingxuan put down the makeup. Qingxuan sat up straight, looking down at his golden eyes made Qingxuan slump. The idea of seeing those eyes almost everyday made him sad. 

“You are aware how rich I am, right? And soon my leaf…” He Xuan took Qingxuan’s hand into his own. “You’ll have your own money. I’m only a flight away.” 

“You realize that Xie Lian and I lived in a studio apartment right?” Qingxuan asked. “There’s a reason why.”

“Qingxuan… you’re not getting what I’m telling you.” He Xuan said, sitting up.

Qingxuan tried to move out of the way but He Xuan wrapped his arm around Qingxuan’s waist. He positioned his legs to be crossed and sat Qingxuan in between them. Qingxuan’s legs ended up on either side of He Xuan. He brought Qingxuan  He Xuan took a big breath through his nose, allowing Qingxuan’s scent in. His pupils shrunk when he smelled another scent on Qingxuan. 

His first instinct was to pin Qingxuan down and fully claim him. But Qingxuan was his own person. He couldn’t actually own a person. He Cuan wasn’t about to do something that would hurt Qingxuan. He wanted to hunt down this scent but he knew the owner was just downstairs. He would rip his head off if he saw Sun Longwei. So, He Xuan decided to ignore the intruding scent.

“Distance won’t be an issue for us.” He Xuan cupped Qingxuan’s cheek. He Xuan brought Qingxuan in for a kiss. Qingxuan was quicker and threw his hands onto He Xuan’s lips. He Xuan just raised an eyebrow in response.

“W-wait…” Qingxuan said, feeling his heart race. “I know I just made a fuss about distance but I… I don’t want to move too fast. I’m sorry, please don’t be mad.”

“We can take things slow. There’s no need to be sorry. I read the situation wrong, so that’s my fault.” He Xuan said with a gentleness that Qingxuan never heard from anyone. “What did you have in mind?” 

“Dates! Like proper dates where you take me out to impress me. Except like on the fifth date I get to impress you and-“ He Xuan chuckled, causing Qingxuan to stop and be bashful. “I want to go on dates with you and do cute things.”

“You know that hockey game was basically a big group date, right?” He Xuan asked. “I don’t know if I can top the hockey jersey. But yes, I was going to ask you to come somewhere with me on Thursday."

“Yay!! Don’t worry, you’ll find that it’s not hard to impress me. I also… really like the love bites you give me. That’s what I’m calling them. And, if I say stop, we stop.” Qingxuan said. 

He Xuan forowelled his eyebrows at the last part. He didn’t say anything about that. “Is this too much right now?” He Xuan asked instead. 

“No, can I be honest? Right now I would really love it if you kissed me.” Qingxuan said. “I know I’m giving mixed signals, but..”

“Would you like me to kiss you?” He Xuan asked. 

Qingxuan leaned in this time only to be met with He Xuan’s fingers on his lips. There was some electrifying about that touch. Qingxuan’s body wanted more, but his mind was still on earlier. 

“Think about it for a moment. We don’t have to do anything else. We can just stay as we are.”

Qingxuan gave it a moment.

“I.. don’t know. Yes, maybe.” Qingxuan said. “I…”

“Qingxuan?” He asked. 

“I don’t know. I do, but….” Qingxuan pulled away. “He kissed me, and I didn’t..”

“When did this happen?” He Xuan knew the answer. 

“On the elevator. It was weird. He kept asking about redemption and forgiveness for unforgivable actions.” Qingxuan curled up into a ball. “He got mad at me because I ignored him.” 

“I will murder him.” He Xuan decreed. He Xuan got up and crawled to Qingxuan, giving him a gentle kiss on the forehead. 

“Why don’t I go for the night an-“

“No, don’t go.” Qingxuan grabbed his sleeve. “Stay. I need someone to hold me.”

“Yes my leaf.” He Xuan said.

He Xuan hugged Qingxuan tightly, bringing him closer to him. He Xuan leaned back onto the bed. He took Qingxuan with him, having Qingxuan lay on top of him. With one arm, he half-hazardly brought a blanket over the two of them. Eventually, Qingxuan laid on the side of He Xuan that didn’t face the door. Qingxuan’s head rested on He Xuan’s chest as they sat there. He Xuan lighting stroking Qingxuan’s shoulder. At the pace He Xuan’s hand was going, Qingxuan found himself fighting off sleep.

“But I still want to take you out on Thursday." He Xuan said”. “I think you’ll love what I have planned.”

“Yes please.” Qingxuan said, nestling into He Xuan’s chest before dozing off.

Qingxuan woke up to the sound of He Xuan putting his pants back on. He watched He Xuan buckle his belt. The image of He Xuan using that belt to tie his hands up made Qingxuan retreat back into the covers. He Xuan came, leaned over the bed and kissed Qingxuan on the top of his head. He got off the bed and was about to head out.

“Wait.” Qingxuan pleaded with He Xuan, grabbing his sleeve. 

“Good morning, sleeping beauty.” He Xuan greeted Qingxuan. 

Qingxuan got up out of the bed and stood in front of He Xuan. He didn’t say anything, just looked the man up and down. The eyeliner made He Xuan look more like a raccoon than a model. The glitter, to Qingxuan’s surprise, stayed pretty much intact. 

“M-may I kiss you now?”

“Of course.” He Xuan said, his hand finding the back of Qingxuan’s head. 

Qingxuan leaned in and for the third try, their lips made contact. The kiss was gentle at first, He Xuan following Qingxuan’s speed. He Xuan moved the two against a wall, having Qingxuan now under him, he deepened the kiss. Qingxuan wrapped his arms around He Xuan. Their tongues meet, inspecting each other thoroughly. Qingxuan let out a small moan before the two broke apart. A small trail of saliva between the two of them and Qingxuan’s swollen lips were the only evidence left by the kiss. 

“Why are you so good at that?” Qingxuan asked. 

“Lots of practice.” He Xuan said. “I do have to get going my leaf.”

“See you tomorrow?” Qingxuan asked. 

“5pm, meet me in the plaza.” He Xuan leaned down for one more kiss before he left. 

Chapter Text

Qingxuan kicked the ground, played with his hair and waited in front of the arena. Thankfully the two weren’t going into the arena for an event, but they decided it was going to be the meeting place. He wore his hair up in a pony tail, allowing it to curl at the bottom. A light purple silk  top with shoulder cut outs and an open back. The sleeves are a little puffy on the ends with cuffs on them. The open back is covered mostly by the bow that’s tied there to keep the top in place. He wore some nice long black dress pants with some black dress shoes. 

He wore a teal fall jacket over top of the outfit. He bounced on his toes while he waited for his dark knight. His phone dings and he looks at the text. 

‘Stop being nervous. I feel the jitters from here.’ Xie Lian texted.

‘Ohhhh, did someone finally secure a date?’ Mu Qing texted. 

‘Yes. I did it while doing his makeup. He also stayed the night.’ Qingxuan texted back. 

‘You slept with him already?!’ Mu Qing asked. ‘Aren’t you going a little too fast?’

‘No… well yes. It's complicated. We didn’t fuck or kiss. We just slept together. I do kiss him in the morning though.’ Qingxuan texted. ‘I decided to recycle my one outfit. He deserves to see me in it.

‘I wanna see it.’ Xie Lian texted back. 

Qingxuan took a quick selfie and sent it off. 

“The picture would be cuter if I was in it.” 

Qingxuan jumped like a cat and looked at the man standing behind him. Qingxuan looked down at his skirt and then looked at the black half skirt He Xuan was wearing. He wore a leather jacket with a few pins on it. The pants he wore under shirt were just typical dress pants. Maybe a little more straight leg than usual. Qingxuan had to hold the dirty thoughts back in his head.

“Oh my god, we are totally not matching!” Qingxuan laughed. He stopped then crossed his arms. “Why would you scare me like that? And read my texts while standing behind me? How rude.”

“You could tell them that you’ve already seen my dick.” He Xuan laughed, causing his date to go red. 

“Meanie!” Qingxuan said, dramatically looking away.

“I’m sorry. It’s not a habit of mine.” He Xuan said. He offered his hand to Qingxuan and Qingxuan took it. “Are you ready for date one?” 

“Where to?” Qingxuan asked. 

“You’ll see.” He Xuan smiled. 

Qingxuan followed the man to a car that was parked underground. He Xuan spared no expense while being in Edmonton. He got himself a nice black Maserati that in the sunlight, reflected dark blue. Qingxuan blinked a few times just to make sure it was real. He Xuan opened the door and motioned for Qingxuan to get inside. Qingxuan gracefully got into the car. 

“Ok King. Go off.” Qingxuan said. 

“I’m not a king. Just someone who is very rich.” He Xuan said. 

“This may be rude of me to ask, but how rich are you?” Qingxuan asked.

“I could buy you this tower.” He Xuan said. “We aren’t doing anything too ‘bougie’ I promise.” 

“What if I wanted Bougie?” Qingxuan teased. 

“I know you have expensive taste. But I didn’t think you’d want caviar or $1000 champagne .” He Xuan said as they drove. “Besides, I think you’ll love why I have planned better.” 

Qingxuan smiled, and reached for He Xuan’s hand. He Xuan took his hand away. He didn’t say a word, and Qingxuan felt a little sad. He sank down into his seat when He Xuan turned to head out of the parkade. Qingxuan looked out the window as they drove. Thinking of all the reasons why he wouldn’t hold his hand. Qingxuan tried one more time to hold his hand. He Xuan moved his hand to turn the car around. He Xuan didn’t notice Qingxuan going in to hold his hand. 

They pull into a parking lot ten minutes late. Qingxuan got out and his mouth watered. He Xuan took Qingxuan to an all you can eat hot pot. Qingxuan looked over at He Xuan and smiled. 

“He-Xiong, you did well.” Qingxuan said, wrapping his arms around He Xuan’s arm. 

“He-Xiong?” He Xuan blinked. 

“If you don’t like it, I can go back to calling you He Xuan.” Qingxuan frowned.

“No, no. I still prefer best friend.” He Xuan said, kissing the man’s cheek. “You’re still my little leaf.”

He Xuan leads his leaf to the host stand. Qingxuan leans into the arm. They stood there for a few minutes and the host came by to get them a table. Qingxuan lets go of He Xuan and begins to take off his jacket. He Xuan comes in behind him and helps Qingxuan take off his jacket. He Xuan saw the bare shoulder. He couldn’t help himself but to kiss the top of his shoulder. He Xuan allowed his hands to wander down Qingxuan’s torso, getting the pleasant surprise of learning that Qingxuan was wearing a backless top. The touch on He Xuan’s thumbs on his back sent electricity up Qingxuan’s back. Qingxuan as he tried to stop having dirty thoughts about He Xuan. 

“Thank you…” Qingxuan said, trying to play it cool. 

He Xuan hangs the jacket on a coat hook and tucks Qingxuan’s chair under the table. He Xuan took his jacket off to show off a skin tight black shirt. A shirt that reminded Qingxuan just how built He Xuan is. He sat down across from Qingxuan, picking up the menu with one hand, and finding Qingxuan’s to hold.  He Xuan looked into Qingxuan’s eyes before picking his hand up and kissing it. 

“You are right, we are not matching at all.” He Xuan chuckled. “We look like we are going to two different places.” 

“Let’s get drinks first. And don’t worry my leaf, this isn’t our first stop.” He Xuan winked. 

“Hmm, what are we drinking tonight?” Qingxuan asked. “I was thinking about Iced tea. I don’t like drinking alcohol three days before a performance.”

“I’m just going to get a green tea.” He Xuan said. “The way they make it here is amazing. Hua Cheng and I came here before we met you two with… well..”

So he’s recycling dates… Qingxuan thought to himself. He felt a little disappointed that he had taken someone else here already. It also made sense, He Xuan is a very attractive man. He Xuan has had other lovers before. Qingxuan had other lovers before him. He still couldn’t help but to be a little jealous.

“That sounds-“

“Oh my god, you’re He Xuan right?” Three teenage girls come up, cutting off Qingxuan completely.

“I am.” He Xuan said coldly. 

“Eeeeeeeeeeeee!” The three of them made Qingxuan recoil. “Can we get a picture?!” 

He Xuan looked at Qingxuan and Qingxuan shrugged. 

“What’s one photo with a couple of fans?” Qingxuan asked.

An hour passed, and throughout that hour, Qingxuan maybe got to speak to He Xuan for about 15 minutes of that hour.  Ten minutes of it was He Xuan eating. The rest of the time were fans coming up and asking for all sorts of things. A few people shoved cameras in Qingxuan’s face, asking him all sorts of questions and getting photos of him with his mouth full. He Xuan made contact with Qingxuan’s leg underneath the table and squeezed. A few even caught on that He Xuan was on a date and expressed how cute it was and hoped the date was going well. Qingxuan tried to keep his annoyance hidden but it was not working.

If you know it’s a date, why are you continuing to come up? Qingxuan asked himself. There seemed to be a moment where no one came up. He Xuan took this opportunity to strike. 

“I have something for you.” He Xuan said. Qingxuan peeked up and looked at He Xuan. Qingxuan did not expect a gift. He reached into his jacket pocket to grab the box. 

“You’re Black Water oh my god!” Someone in their late 40s came up. Behind her were a group of other older ladies they were pretty. 

“I am.” He Xuan said, his face expressionless as ever. He Xuan put the gift box back into his pocket and sighed. 

“I neeeed a photo with you.” She turned to Qingxuan, shoving her phone into his face. “Be a doll and take a photo dear.” 

“Tha-“ 

“Sure.” Qingxuan let out an exacerbated breath, getting up. “What’s one more photo?”

He Xuan mouthed the words ‘I’m sorry my leaf.’ To Qingxuan. Qingxuan lined up the shot perfectly for the two. He Xuan was respectful, putting his arm around his fans but not touching them. The Ladies however got in real close with He Xuan.  Qingxuan takes one photo and is about to give the phone back to the women. She wrapped her arms around He Xuan’s neck. 

“You know, you have big muscles.” She said to He Xuan, wrapping her arms around his biceps. 

“Why thank you, you’re very pretty yourself.” He Xuan said, peeling her off of him.

“Maybe you can take me out next time.” Another  said. “Let a real woman take care of you.”

This was an obvious dig towards Qingxuan, who wasn’t trans. She grabs He Xuan arm and holds it tight against her breasts. She had lust in her eyes and Qingxuan had blue flames in his eyes. Before she could say something, Qingxuan slammed her phone down on the table. He yanks He Xuan away from the women and grabs He Xuan’s jacket, practically throwing it on He Xuan. The woman huffs, getting ready to scratch Qingxuan. To He Xuan’s shock and admiration, Qingxuan catches her arm. 

“Mine.” Qingxuan growled as the women stood there in awe. Qingxuan gives He Xuan his jacket. “We are leaving.”

Qingxuan rushed out of the restaurant, leaving He Xuan behind. He Xuan puts his jacket on and walks to the front to pay the bill. He came out to the car, seeing Qingxuan leaning against it. His head bowed, looking down and not his typical sunshine self. He Xuan could have sworn he heard a tiny sniffle. He Xuan came in front of the black haired beauty and wrapped his arms around him. Qingxuan responded by hugging him back.

“I’m sorry. Typically-“ 

“I’ll be fine. Admittedly I got a little jealous… and then angry at the last one.” Qingxuan said. 

“Can I be honest, the way you said I was yours was probably one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. But I don’t want to put you in that position again.” He Xuan said. 

“Best friend, you are a very famous person, especially in China. And I am quite literally living all their dreams. A fan going out with my celebrity crush.” Qingxuan explained. “It’ll be something I have to get used to.”

“You’re also my celebrity crush.” He Xuan laughed. “Next time I’ll pick a more exclusive restaurant. Just give me a list of ones to avoid so we don’t run into hockey players.”

“You may need to whisk me away to Vancouver if you’re trying to avoid our players.” Qingxuan laughed. 

He Xuan pulled away, still holding his leaf and smiled. He leaned in and gave Qingxuan a gentle kiss. “If I have to take you to Australia, I’ll do so. All I have to do is call for a plane.”

Qingxuan went red, and slapped his own cheeks lightly. 

“Now that was one of the hottest things I’ve ever heard. Oh my god.” Qingxuan thought this to himself but He Xuan absolutely heard it. 

“Anyways, you said you had other things planned.” Qingxuan blurted out. 

“I have two more stops. The first stop is dessert.” He Xuan said. 

“Dessert already?” Qingxuan asked.

“Yes, there’s a place called flurries and I heard it has good stuff.” He Xuan explained. Qingxuan was not about to admit that he thought He Xuan meant sex. 

“Only if you feed it some of it to me.” Qingxuan sprung up with a smile. 

He Xuan placed his hand on Qingxuan’s waist and leaned in. 

“You also have to feed me some too.” He Xuan whispered.  

***

The restaurant was way too busy to have any conversation. People were either being very loud with their friends, or there was a family of five that didn’t watch their kids. There were a few times He Xuan covered the corners of the tables with his hands to avoid a child running right into the corner. The two sat at a booth right beside the window, Qingxuan getting the booth side. They sat across from each other again. 

Every five to seven bites, Qingxuan was met with He Xuan’s spoon full of his own dessert. He ate each spoon full and got giddy, making tiny kicks with his feet. He Xuan loved when Qingxuan taped his toes on the tile. Qingxuan would return the favour and give He Xuan a bit of his. He didn’t get excited like Qingxuan. Instead with each bite, He Xuan looked at Qingxuan like he wanted to devour him.

“Oh yes. The present.” He Xuan said, reaching back into the jacket pocket. He took out a box and slid it over to Qingxuan. 

Qingxuan took the box and gently opened it. Instead the box was a guan. Silver in metal, it had a gem in the middle of the piece. The pin had two pieces of ribbon flowing from each side. 

“Your brother talked about the dance you did for graduation. And Vinny said you were having problems with figuring out what to do with your hair. I thought a guan would go perfectly.” He Xuan said. 

“You..” Qingxuan tried to hold back tears. “You have no idea how incredibly sweet this is. No one, not even Ming Yi had gotten me something for a dance. Expect flowers. Everyone gets me flowers for after.”

“Would you like flowers?” He Xuan asked.

Qingxuan just nodded, putting the Gaun back into the box and setting it to the side of him. He picked up his spoon again and began eating. 

“I’ll get you flowers too.” He Xuan said, capturing Qingxuan’s hand once more.

“I’d love that.” Qingxuan smiled shyly. 

This was perfect in Qingxuan’s eyes. Both of them were relaxed, and no one approached them. They continued their conversation about He Xuan’s career. 

“I don’t know if I could do spiders.” Qingxuan shivered. 

“You may want to avoid that photographer then. He really likes to play with people’s fears.” He Xuan said. 

“That should be illegal.” Qingxuan said. 

“All in the name of art.” He Xuan said.

“Even art has its limitations.” Qingxuan argued. “I don’t think purposely traumatizing someone is the way to go.”

Before He Xuan could say anything, another group came in. This time it was a group of frat boys from the nearby university. They sat next to He Xuan and Qingxuan, being extremely loud. The one that sat beside Qingxuan bumped into him. 

“Well I think if there isn’t real danger behind it, there’s nothing to worry about.” He Xuan said. “Movies have people do dangerous stunts all the time.”

“But those are professionals who train all the time, I wouldn’t expect you to- ow.” Qingxuan bumped into a second time. Then a third time. He Xuan was about to get up before Qingxuan placed his hand on hims. 

“Oh sorry there.” The young man said. 

“Anyways, what I’m trying to say is I wouldn’t expect you to do the nutcracker in pointe shoes.” Qingxuan finished his comment.

“They’d have me trai-“

The boy leaned back, keeping a dessert away from his friend. He lost his balance, this time, falling into Qingxuan. He spilled his dessert all over the table, causing He Xuan to get up and lift the boy off of Qingxuan by the collar. Qingxuan, being a little shaken up, slowly gets out of the booth. Qingxuan got reoriented and looked at He Xuan. His pupils shrunk, He Xuan had a look of pure death. His eyes had a glow to them and he could have sworn He Xuan was growing claws.

“Woah, woah, I’m sorry man.” The boy said. 

“Four times.” He Xuan growled. “Four times you have hurt him. This is a grave sin.”

“He-Xiong, stop. Put him down.” Qingxuan pleaded with He Xuan. 

“Look, I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful. Please don’t hurt me.” The boy begged. 

“He Xuan!” This brought He Xuan back from the black fury he found himself in.

 He looked down at Qingxuan who looked.. panicked. Was it because of his actions just now? He Xuan looked at the boy and looked back at Qingxuan and his expression softened. He put the boy down onto the ground and grumbled. The boy stumbled back and his friends leaned away with terror. Their phones out recording everything. Qingxuan took a scan of the room and noticed there were a few more phones out. 

Shit. He thought to himself. 

“You are lucky he’s nicer than I am.”

“I think it’s time to go.” Qingxuan said to He Xuan, placing his hand on the man’s chest.

He Xuan nodded, wrapping his arm around Qingxuan’s waist and pulling him in closer. He Xuan guided Qingxuan out of the restaurant before stopping. 

“This date is not going so well, is it?” He Xuan sadly smiled. “But I can redeem myself, I pro-“

“I want to go home.” Qingxuan said. 

He Xuan backed away from Qingxuan, letting go of his waist. He studied Qingxuan’s reactions. It wasn’t one of fear, it was more disappointment. This look hurt He Xuan more than anything. He just wanted to hug Qingxuan, and hold him. He reached out to Qingxuan but Qingxuan pulled away his hand. 

“I’ll take you home.” He Xuan said, beginning to walk to the car. 

“I think I’m just going to walk. It’s not far.” Qingxuan said. “I… just need some space right now.” 

“I didn’t mean to scare you.” He Xuan said. “I want to make sure you get home safe.”

Qingxuan waited for He Xuan to practically push him into the car. 

“Let me know you’re home safe, please.” He Xuan asked. 

“I will. Even though this isn’t ending on the best note, I still had a good time.” Qingxuan said. 

Qingxuan walked to the man and gave him a kiss on the cheek, and then a tiny little nibble on his cheek. He Xuan smiled and dipped his head. Qingxuan began to walk away, hands in his pocket. 

——

A bucket of nerves is what Qingxuan is feeling. He sits in front of the mirror of the dressing room. His hands are trembling so much, he can’t even do his hair. He grabs the bucket at the foot of his chair and throws up for about the third time. He should have nothing to worry about. Since Hua Cheng pointed out his floating episode, he’s been using it to his advantage. He texted He Xuan since the date and everything seemed ok, and he was excited to finally see Qingxuan perform live. He’s practiced night and day, to the point where he basically lived at the studio. There was only reason why he could feel this way. It made him angry.

“How dare he try to take this from me too.” Qingxuan let out, before throwing up again.

“Oh, you are so nervous.” A welcomed but unexpected voice chimes. 

Qingxuan looks up from the bucket and into the mirror to see Yizhen standing there with a camera. He turned around, not knowing if he was actually seeing this correctly.  

“Yizhen.. why are..” 

“Shush you.” Yizhen looked at the man and motioned for him to turn around. Qingxuan did just that as Yizhen came up from behind and grabbed a brush. “Let me do this for you.” 

“Are you taking photos tonight?” Qingxuan asked. 

“I am. The organization asked for photos of their performers. When I learned you were dancing in it, I couldn’t pass up the offer. .” Yizhen said before gathering Qingxuan’s hair into a top knot. “So, want to tell me what is making you so nervous.”

“He’s going to be there, watching. I feel his eyes on me every time we’re in the same room.” Qingxuan shut his eyes. “I’m scared.” 

“A lot of people will be watching.” Yizhen said. 

“He.. used to watch me dance all the time. After graduation, I had the opportunity to dance with the Alberta ballet. I was dancing for about two months but he’d always be there.” Qingxuan said. “It threw me off, I kept seeing his face every time I did a turn. I didn’t want other dancers touching me. When it was time to preform, I couldn't even go on stage because he sat right there. I quit after that.” 

“Men like that are a plague. I had one convince me a piece he made just for me was powerful and strong. Little did I know this piece nearly killed me.” Yizhen said, grabbing the guan that He Xuan gave Qingxuan. “But there will always be a man who can prop you up. The person who gave you a relic is an example of that.” 

“A Relic? Oh He-Xiong gave that to me for the dance.” Qingxuan explained.

“He didn’t explain what this is I take it? Typical of him to do this.” Yizhen said. “It’s the Cornett of the Windmaster. Made specifically for a play that happened 800 years ago. I'll explain the history to you the time I get to photograph you.” 

“Oh gods, I can’t wear this. Not for some intermission performance. This has to be priceless. What was he thinking?!” 

Qingxuan reached for the guan in his hair but Yizhen stopped him. 

“I’ve known him for a very long time. There was only one other person he’d allow to where that. This is his way of saying he deeply cares for you.” Yizhen explained. “It also matches your fan.”

Qingxuan looked at his fan, the one his great grandmother gave him. “Yizhen, would this happen to the Windmaster’s fan as well?” 

Yizhen touched the fan and nodded. Qingxuan didn't know how to feel. What were the odds of two priceless antiques with the same origin ending up with him. He remembered when his great-great grandmother came from China and gave him and his brother matching fans. The only difference was that Shi Wudu's had the Chinese character for water on it. He wasn't allowed to touch it until he was 18 and done high school. It would make sense if Qingxuan was crazy rich, but he wasn’t. His brother isn’t that crazy rich. 

“Alright, let’s get that costume on you. I’ve been waiting to see it for you.” Yizhen said.

“What.. what if he wins?” Qingxuan didn’t really understand what he was asking.

“Remember what I told you during the photoshoot?” Yizhen said. 

“No one can dim my light except for myself.” Qingxuan said.

“Correct. He will try. He will not win, and I know that because you are strong. You came here today because you know in your heart of hearts, you are ready to show the world who Shi Qingxuan is. Tonight, it’s a silly hockey game. Tomorrow, it’ll be on the world stage.” Yizhen said. “Now we need to get that costume on stat! Wardrobe and make up. Turn Shi Qingxuan into the god he is meant to be.”

***

Deep breaths, deep breaths, deep breaths, deep breaths. Qingxuan told himself as the time came closer. He felt a hand on his arm and looked over. A small security guard stood next to him. She stood about 5’2(157.5cm) tall. She had short grey hair, and was a little chubby. She’d been at the arena for many years and knew Qingxuan since he was 10 and Shi Wudu was still a WHL player. 

“You’re going to kill it kid.” She cheered.

“Thanks Steph.” He bowed.

“Also, I love the outfit.” She said. 

 The outfit was a modern take on a traditional Chinese hanfu. He wore a white body suit underneath, with teal gauntlets made of silk under. The main outfit was white, teal and green. It was split up into a top and bottoms. The top had the traditional collar on top. The sleeves had three layered from the shoulders. One stopped just at the shoulders, the other to his elbow and the last one went down a little past his hands. This technically had two pieces of fabric, one solid teal and the other was the same silk used on the fans. The two longer layers were flared and allowed to flowing movement which was perfect for the dance. Each sleeve had a golden accent on edge. The skirt had a more modern take. There was a modern waist band, complete with belt hoops. Hanging from one of the hoops was a jinbu. The windmaster fan hung right beside it. The fabrics were layered in a way that showed all the fabric. The base of the skirt was a solid white, on the left side was a teal brocade with peacocks and leaves. The other side had a sheer white fabric with wavy lines. 

Paired with white pants and traditional white hanfu boots. Qingxuan looked like a god, or at the very least, a fraudulent god.

“Please welcome to the ice, Edmonton’s own Qingxuan Shi to the ice.” 

When Qingxuan stepped on the board that was on the ice, he didn’t expect the bowl to be as full as it was. He knew there was a video that played beforehand but he didn’t watch it. The mat put out for Qingxuan was the perfect size. It did tug a little but Qingxuan prepared for that. Thanks to the floating feet technique, he could just simply dance on the air. 

He took his first position and waited for the music to begin. In his mind, he had a metronome going to keep with the beat. Then the music began, and so too did Qingxuan. Each step was precise, each moment of the fans were purposeful. He was here to tell the story with his dance. 

Each turn was done with a grace that would belong to a god. Qingxuan’s mind was turned off, it was him, the music and the dance. He didn’t feel the oppressing weight of thousands of eyes on him. He forgot Yizhen was there in the ice, taking photos. Each flash just added to the story, and allowed him to lose himself some more. He didn't notice his brother, Pei and a few of the team members came out to watch. Qingxuan didn’t notice that with each movement of his fans, the snow would fly around, making it look like it rained glitter. The silks on the fans floated in the air, catching the arena light in ways normally wouldn’t be caught.

The only time he was brought back to the real world was when the music and the dance called for him to stop. The Arena would go quiet, and he would look off to the side. The fan covered everything but his eyes. It was just his luck, but who was standing there on his skates was Sun Longwei. Qingxuan couldn’t read his face. He didn’t have the bandwidth to. The terror tried and seeped its way in. But instead, it wasn’t terror he felt, it was anger. He was performing and this… this was his domain. Instead of terror, anger filled Qingxuan’s mind.

“No man can sway the Windmaster’s luck. You will not win this time.” Qingxuan said to himself.

One step. Two steps. Three steps. The music picked back up and Qingxuan exploded. For him the world fell away again. The snow left by the skates were flying around him in a synchronized ribbon. The silks of the fans made it look like he had lights dancing around him. Cheers could be heard from the crowd. Soon it was the grande finale. Qingxuan counted each spin. 

One spin.

Two spins.

Three spins. 

Four spins, but the fourth spin had more power behind it. 

The pattern repeated itself. Each spin, instead of letting Sun Longwei invade his mind, he allowed another face in. One he needed to see after this. One he was ready to give his full self to. As the song died down and the dance ended, Qingxuan fought back the tears. They weren’t tears of distress, they were tears of triumph.

He took several breaths, the arena was silent. He was about to panic before the arena erupted in cheers. Nothing that would rival a playoff cheer but something that caught him off guard. Qingxuan bowed to the crowd and waved. Shi Wudu skated to him and hugged him, patting him on the head.

“You did amazing. I’m so proud of you.” Shi Wudu said. 

“Thank you.” Qingxuan said before breaking the hug. “You also stink.” 

“Oh fuck you.” Shi Wudu said laughing. “I’ll see you after the game.” 

Qingxuan nodded and ran off the ice, waving at people as he did so. Once he got into the marshalling area, he hugged Yizhen and Steph tightly. He rushed to the dress room, he was most likely going to keep the costume on because it fit the theme of cultural origins. He also just wanted to keep it on because he felt pretty. 

Qingxuan opened the dress room door and closed it. He leaned against the door for five seconds before pacing back and forth a few times. He did it, he did it. A successful performance since graduation. Tears finally fell from his face and he cried. He cried tears of joy for a few moments before wiping the tears away. 

There was a knock at the door. 

“Sorry, I’ll be out in a moment.” He called back, he swore he had a half hour before he needed to be out. 

Qingxuan turned around to see He Xuan done up in his black robes with silver waves. His hair was down, but his eyes. His eyes were burning with something. Qingxuan had no clue what it was, just that his gaze was on him. The silver waves on his robes shimmered every time He Xuan moved his arms. He Xuan didn’t say a word and rushed to Qingxuan. Instinctively, Qingxuan began to talk. He spoke as He Xuan came closer. 

“I promise, these are happy tears. I’m not upset, I’m actually very hap-“

Qingxuan was cut off by He Xuan wrapping his arm around his waist, his free hand cupping the back of his head. He Xuan pulled Qingxuan in, passionately kissing him.

Chapter Text

“I have to go.”

“You have to go.”

He Xuan and Hua Cheng said at the same time. Xie Lian looked over, giving Hua Cheng the same look He Xuan was about to give Qingxuan. He leaped out of the seats and headed to the elevator.

The foresight of Pei Ming made sure the four of them had the owner’s suite. He made sure He Xuan had a pass that allowed him into the back of the house where the dressing rooms were. Pei Ming told He Xuan the short cut he’d need to take. 

After he disembarked from the elevator, he rushed to the dressing rooms. A small security guard stopped him so some zambozis could get through. He looked at the small woman, wondering how she could be down here. Then he remembered how some newer female martial gods have kicked the asses of their male counterparts. That was before they lost contact with heaven. 

“Seeing Qingxuan?” She asks. 

“Yes.” He Xuan said, wondering why he was so casual with him. 

“Make sure we don’t hear anything.” She winked 

He Xuan arched an eyebrow. He tried very hard not to look down at his own crotch. He knew that was happening. She finally let him go and he went to the dressing room door. He knocked first.

“Sorry, I’ll be out in a moment.” Qingxuan said through the door. 

This was all the confirmation he needed to know Qingxuan was there. He opened the door and gently closed it. He watched Qingxuan wipe his eyes and look at the mirror. As if he didn't believe He Xuan was there, he turned around to see He Xuan standing there. 

He Xuan didn’t hear what Qingxuan was saying as he walked up to him. He Xuan had one mission, and one mission only. He scooped up Qingxuan into his arms and kissed him deeply. Qingxuan took a moment to process what was happening. He then wrapped his arms around He Xuan and returned the kiss. Their tongues became intertwined with one another. 

He Xuan backed Qingxuan into the vanity, lifting him and placing him there like a trophy. He Xuan tried to pull back for a moment to check on Qingxuan, but Qingxuan tugged on his robes and pulled him right back. This loosened the robes a little and the robes fell off his arms. Qingxuan’s arms wrapped around his now bare torso, legs wrapping around his waist. He Xuan gently broke the kiss off and moved to Qingxuan’s ear. 

“You are so beautiful.” He Xuan said, his hands finding Qingxuan’s waist band. He kisses behind Qingxuan’s ear.

Qingxuan takes in a sharp inhale before letting out a high pitched moan. He stops He Xuan momentarily, only to remove his pants and unfasten the body suit. 

“There’s nothing more unsexy than having your partner undo the snaps.” Qingxuan said. 

He Xuan took this opportunity to finish stripping the top part of the robe off. His muscles rival those of the professional athletes. 

Qingxuan couldn’t help but to bite his lip at the sight beheld. He Xuan growled in approval and yanked Qingxuan’s hips towards him. Qingxuan let out a small yelp as his lips were captured by Xe Xuan’s once more. He wanted Qingxuan to feel the effects he was having on him. He got to feel what he was doing to Qingxuan. Qingxuan trembled a little, before kissing He Xuan’s neck.

“We have to be quiet.” He Xuan said. 

“I know. The mascot’s dressing room is right next door.” Qingxuan whispered.

Qingxuan sunk his teeth into He Xuan’s neck. When Qingxuan faced He Xuan again, there was a smile of approval. “Good boy.”

Qingxuan didn’t expect to be even more turned on when he heard ‘good boy.’ He Xuan’s hand finds its way into Qingxuan’s skirt, moving down towards his hole. He rubs the rim in a circular motion.

“Oh…oh… mmmm fucccck.” Qingxuan craned his head back. 

“I’m not letting you go…” He Xuan’s mouth found Qingxuan's neck and licked it, his middle finger going in, “Until you get your fill.” 

“H-He-Xiong…” Qingxuan moaned into his neck,

He Xuan began to pump his finger in and out, causing Qingxuan to quiver in He Xuan’s arms. He Xuan smirked, working his fingers in a way that made the man in front of him melt into him. He Xuan gently grabbed Qingxuan’s cheeks and kissed him. Each kiss was filled with a small moan. Qingxuan reached for He Xuan’s robe and stuck his hand down the front.

“Oooooo, you’re a greedy one, huh little leaf?” He Xuan purred. “I like that.”

Qingxuan found He Xuan’s penis and started stroking it. Qingxuan forgot how impressive it was. He Xuan in turn, put another finger in and went deeper. This caused Qingxuan to squirm and claw at He Xuan’s back. 

“Good, it feels…. Ahhhhhhh’ Qingxuan let out. 

“You like that, hmmm?” He Xuan asked.

Inaudible sounds were the only thing that Qingxuan could only get out. 

“And if I did this?” He Xuan found the one spot and lightly rubbed it. 

Qingxuan let out an audible gasp, arching his back. He Xuan smiled and continued. His lips found Qingxuan’s neck and planted a few kisses on it. His free hand undoing the top just a little bit to gain more access to the neck. He continued kissing his neck, some of the kisses leaving marks behind. Qingxuan’s mind went blank, then filled with the pleasure that He Xuan was giving him. He Xuan was making such a mess of Qingxuan, that he couldn’t focus on stroking He Xuan. 

“W-wait… you too…” Qingxuan was able to get out before moaning again.

“Me too, what?” He Xuan asked.

“Feel good… I want to… make you feel good too…ahhhh” Qingxuan said. 

“You feel me in your hand, right?” He asked.

He Xuan took Qingxuan’s Penis and put it in Qingxuan’s hand. He took his fingers out and wrapped both hands around Qingxuan’s. Qingxuan nodded and continued to breathe heavily.

“I’m this hard because of the mess I’m making of you.” He said, grinding against Qingxuan’s penis. Qingxuan leaned forward, his mouth finding He Xuan's shoulder and biting it. As he bit down, he let out a muffled scream. He Xuan could feel the precum of both penises ooze onto his hands.  This is exactly what he wanted. He took one hand and put his fingers back in, getting the precum on his fingers into the already ready hole.

“You really liked that didn’t you?” He Xuan asked, letting go for Qingxuan’s hand, and taking out his fingers once more. He Xuan placed Qingxuan on the vanity. He Xuan looked into Qingxuan’s eyes as he pulled down his underwear. He Xuan put two fingers back in, this time the fingers were deeper. After He Xuan was satisfied, he took his fingers out.  Qingxuan was breathless when He Xuan lifted up Qingxuan, who wrapped his legs tightly around He Xuan’s waist. 

“Should I keep going?” He Xuan whispered.

“Y-yes.” Qingxuan said.

He Xuan leaned in, forehead connecting with Qingxuan’s as he lined up his penis and Qingxuan’s hole. Qingxuan wrapped his arms around He Xuan’s back. He Xuan sloppyly kissed Qingxuan and he pushed. With a little power, He Xuan entered into Qingxuan, causing all sorts of reactions. First, Qingxuan’s eyes widened, jolts of electricity traveled through him. Second came the delayed verbal reaction, which was a muffled moan as he slapped his hand over his mouth. The reaction that surprised He Xuan the most were the tears that came streaming down Qingxuan’s face. 

“Am I hurting you?” He Xuan panicked. 

Qingxuan placed a hand on his chest. “No, no. It’s just a little pressure. It feels really good. I have no idea why I’m crying right now. Please don’t stop.”

“As you wish.” He Xuan whispered.

He Xuan smiled, kissing Qingxuan and began to slowly thrust in and out. A symphony of sounds fills the dressing room. 

“It feels so good, it feels so good, it feels so good.” Qingxuan whispered into He Xuan’s ear over and over again.

“Good.” He Xuan whispered. 

Qingxuan’s fingers clawed at He Xuan’s back, looking for something solid to hold onto. Qingxuan’s lips kept finding the nooks of He Xuan’s neck and shoulder. He Xuan let out a groan as his thrusts picked up not only speed but power. Qingxuan switched from small tiny moans to burying his head into He Xuan’s shoulder to keep him quiet. 

“Look at me.” He Xuan commanded..

Qingxuan didn’t want to leave his spot. 

“Look at me..” He said, “Look at me.”

“I’ll be too loud…” Qingxuan squeaked out.

“Qingxuan, I want to see your beautiful eyes.” He Xuan cooed. “Let me see your eyes love.”

Qingxuan lifted his head and looked at He Xuan. 

“Hey there….best friend.” Qingxuan gasped. 

He Xuan leaned in, kissing his beautiful man as he thrusted harder. Each thrust sent a pulse up Qingxuan’s spine. Qingxuan wasn’t a stranger to sex, but this was something else. The passion He Xuan was putting in, it wasn’t just some fruitless hook up. He Xuan was leaving his mark on Qingxuan, like a predator would its prey. There was a passion with each thrust. 

“M-mine.” Qingxuan moaned out, arching his back as the sensations built up. 

“Mine.”  He Xuan growled in response. 

He Xuan began panting and moaning the same high pitch moans Qingxuan was moaning. He was getting close, and so was Qingxuan. He Xuan had a feeling that Qingxuan was closer to completion than he was. He held Qingxuan in closer to him, making the man squirm even more in his arms. 

“He.. He.. He Xuan!” Qingxuan tried to call out as quietly as possible.

“I know, you’re almost there.” He Xuan said. “So am I.”

He Xuan gave it five more hard thrusts before exploding into Qingxuan. He Xuan had half a mind left to grab some Kleenex and place it over Qingxuan’s penis. Qingxuan held on tight onto He Xuan, releasing himself into the Kleenex. 

“I…I…” Qingxuan had no words. 

He Xuan exited Qingxuan and disposed of the Kleenex. He wrapped his arms around Qingxuan. Holding Qingxuan tight against his bare chest. Qingxuan had no idea how much he needed and wanted the skin ship that He Xuan was providing. If they weren’t in a dressing room, he knew they would be in position three. He knew they’d probably fall asleep in each other’s arms. 

“You did so well.” He Xuan said, kissing the top of Qingxuan’s head. “God, you are so magnificent.”

“I… holy fuck. That was..” Qingxuan pulled away slowly. He Xuan put Qingxuan down onto the vanity and grabbed some more Kleenex. 

“I know, it was a lot. Stay there. Let me get you cleaned up.” He Xuan said, and started to gently Qingxuan off. 

Qingxuan panted as He Xuan finished up. Qingxuan’s legs felt weak, still shaking from the aftermath. He Xuan took it one step further, gathering Qingxuan’s pants and underwear and giving it to the man. Qingxuan was able to get his underwear on. Qingxuan decided to just take off the body suit. Removing his top and then the rest of the body suit. It was uncomfortable and he really didn’t need it anymore. He Xuan helped him put his pants back on and straighten them out. Qingxuan returned the favour, putting the robes back onto He Xuan’s chest. He gave He Xuan a kiss on the neck, leaving a mark. 

“Hehe, now I marked you.” Qingxuan said. “You’re mine now.”

“Ohhhh?” He Xuan said, grabbing Qingxuan’s wrist and biting it lightly.

“Thank you for cleaning up.” Qingxuan said. He hopped off the vanity. He turned around to look in the mirror. He straightened out his hair and any make up he needed to. He Xuan walked up behind him, wrapping his arms around Qingxuan’s waist. His head found the perfect resting spot on Qingxuan’s shoulders. 

“Come to mine tonight.” He Xuan whispered in his ear.

“Why not mine?” Qingxuan asked.

“Because I don’t think you want your brother and Xie Lian hearing you scream out my name when you cum.” He Xuan whispered.

Qingxuan went red and hid his face. “Yes, I’ll come to yours…. Wait, we look good together like this.

Qingxuan got his phone out and snapped a quick picture. Qingxuan looked back at He Xuan and kissed him on the cheek, also grabbing another quick picture. He showed He Xuan and He Xuan nodded. 

“Are you going to post those?” He Xuan asked.

“No. These are just for us.” Qingxuan said, sending the pictures to He Xuan’s phone. 

——

Mu Qing lead Qingxuan, He Xuan, Xie Lian and Hua Cheng down to the main concourse of the arena. The second period had ended and the Mu Qing thought one of the best ways to boost both Qingxuan’s and Xie Lian’s social media presence would be to interact with the fans. 

Since it was a theme night, everyone was on theme. Xie Lian wore all white robes, with bandages in his arms and neck. He had a bamboo hat with white silk flowing behind it. Hua Cheng was decked out in red, with lots of jingling jewelry. 

“You are so jingly.” Qingxuan said to Hua Cheng. “Is that a cultural thing? I'm genuinely curious.” 

“Some of my background belongs to the Hmong people, so this helps me pay tribute to them.” Hua Cheng said. 

“Oh, I remember learning a little bit about them. This one loved all the colors.” Qingxuan wrapped his arm around Xie Lian who just blushed. 

Mu Qing wore luxurious robes that almost rivaled He Xuan’s robes. He had many layers and wore a small choker with his outfit. Mu Qing looked dashing, gathering looks from some ladies. He knew if Feng Xin was here, he’s look like a general and fight off anyone looking at Mu Qing. Qingxuan snickered when he saw the choker.

“Now we know who's the top in that relationship and it ain’t Mu Qing.” Qingxuan whispered to Xie Lian.

“Careful what you say, I wasn’t the one who got railed in the dressing room.” Mu Qing looked back. He said it quietly enough that no one else heard.

Qingxuan was about to say something back but was instantly stopped when he felt three tiny pairs of arms wrap around his legs, nearly toppling him over. 

“Mommy! Mommy! Look, it's the princess!” A little girl smiled, missing two of her teeth. 

“Anna, please ask before hugging. I am so sorry, the mother said. 

“Oh that’s fine. These little ones are so adorable.” Qingxuan smiled and wanted to cry.

Qingxuan just hugged children back before getting down on a knee. “Do you dance too?”

The three children nodded.

“I do ballet.”

“I like ballroom. My favorite is.. is.. the my favourite is the foxtrot.”

“I do hip hop.” 

Qingxuan spent some time talking with the kids, a crowd slowly forming around the group. He stood up to take a photo with the three of them before the kids walked away. It was clear that Qingxuan was in his element. 

They walked to ford hall, the main gates of the venue and got bombarded with more children. Hua Cheng and Xie Lian were talking with older teens, who said something about fashion school. Mu Qing was like a proud mother, taking photos and videos of social media. Qingxuan spoke with all sorts of people, He Xuan beside him the entire time. Qingxuan squared down to talk with a few smaller kids. One whispered in Qingxuan’s ear.

“Is that a prince?” She asked, looking at He Xuan. 

“Yes, he’s a prince from a far off land.” Qingxuan whispered back. 

“I want to give him something.” She whispered.

Qingxuan looked up at He Xuan, grabbing his Robe and lightly pulling in on it. He Xuan looked down at Qingxuan with a quizzical look.

“Ming-Xiong, come down here. They won’t bite.” Windmaster laughed. 

“You don’t know that.” He replied. Looking at the lake. 

“It’s just koi fish. Please oh please come down. I want to give you something.” Windmaster deployed the puppy eyes.

He Xuan squatted down by the water’s edge. Windmaster pointed excitedly at the fish. He Xuan didn’t listen to the words he was saying, but he watched how they talked about the fish. It was like the fish was the most beautiful thing in the world. He Xuan reached out and grabbed Windmaster’s cheeks gently. There was a small blush on his face before Windmaster giggled. 

“I like you~~” Windmaster grabbed He Xuan’s hand. “You’re my bestest friend.”

“He-xoing?” Qingxuan called out, bringing He Xuan back to reality. Qingxuan’s hand on He Xuan’s robe, lightly tugging it. “You ok?”

He Xuan quickly squatted down to the child’s level. The child who hid behind Qingxuan’s arm. Without warning, the child jumped out and gave He Xuan a kiss on the cheek. The mother gasped and quickly grabbed her daughter. 

“He’s my Prince Charming.” The child cried.

“I think he’s a little too old for you.” The parent said,

He Xuan, still processing what had happened, looked at Qingxuan, who was giggling. He Xuan giggled and looked at the little girl. 

“I’m already someone’s prince. But you’ll find your own. Look for someone who sees you as the most beautiful thing ever. Someone to show all the colours of the world to. Someone who will hold you close to your heart.” He Xuan said. 

“It’s not about the state of you, what matters is you.” Hua Cheng piped up. 

“Yes.” He Xuan said. 

The child listened and nodded before running off with her mother. He Xuan and Qingxuan got up from the ground. The both of them dusting off their knees that didn’t hit the ground. He Xuan wrapped his arm around Qingxuan’s waist, pulling him in.

“You ok? I didn’t know she was going to do that.” Qingxuan said. 

“Yes, my leaf.” He Xuan held Qingxuan a little tighter. “You just reminded me of someone I had lost.”

“Your Finance?" Qingxuan asked. 

“No, someone else I lost.” 

—-

At the end of the game, Qingxuan and Mu Qing were escorted down to ice level to meet his brother and other teammates. Qingxuan felt like a proper star, being ushered from one place to another. This time the Oilers did win their game. It was a simple 1-0 game, but they won. 

Qingxuan found Shi Wudu in his luxurious dark blue robes with silver accents. If Qingxuan wore proper traditional robes, they would both be matching. He actually went all out with a black wig to wear his own guan. The most important piece was the fan he had. It matched Qingxuan’s perfectly. Shi Wudu’s fan had the Chinese character for water on it. The two hugged each other.

“So the media wants a few words and pictures with us.” Shi Wudu explained. “All you have to do is stand there and smile. There will be microphones in your face. Again, all you have to do is bear it.”

“Will the pictures be with you?” Mu Qing asked. 

“Myself and possibly Pei. We got ready pretty quickly, trying to make sure that Sunny isn’t in any of them.” Shi Wudu said. “If he does come out, Pei and I have a plan.” 

“Good.” Mu Qing said. 

The pair walked up to the double doors where the lights were. They stood under the lights and wrapped their arms around one another. There was no mistaking it, they were brothers. Qingxuan took out his fan and opened it for the crowd. Shi Wudu did the same for some of the photos before the photographers were replaced by the video cameras. 

“Wudu, over here…” most of the questions went to Shi Wudu at first about the game. He was the only one to score a goal. Qingxuan stood there like a doll, the faster they finished up, the quicker her can go and be underneath He Xuan, 

“I have a question for Qingxuan Shi.” One reporter piped up. “How did it feel to have players from both teams on the ice while you performed? That must have made you feel important.”

“It’s not my first time performing at Roger’s place. Granted the last time I did, I was fourteen. To answer your question though, I felt it was sweet. Especially hearing that the other team was out there as well.” Qingxuan answered.

“Qingxuan Shi, what is one thing the hockey world doesn’t know about your brother?” Another reporter asked.

“I’ve been bound by the NDA he made me sign at five to never tell the media secrets.” Every laughed at that. 

“Qingxuan Shi, I’ve followed your brother’s career since the WHL. My question is, why didn’t you pursue hockey as well? You had the chance to outshine your brother.” A reporter asked.

“I think that’s pretty obvious.” Qingxuan said. “Someone had to stay the pretty one.” 

Shi Wudu playfully pushed Qingxuan’s head.

“Last one for Qingxuan Shi. What are your thoughts about your brother possibly becoming the new captain of the Oilers?” 

Qingxuan looked to Shi Wudu for instructions on how to respond. Shi Wudu just looked at his brother with a blank face. Of course he wasn’t going to help. Pei Ming came out of the dressing room and joined the brothers under the lights. He stood on the other side of Qingxuan, lightly patting his shoulder. He looked like a full general from an ancient time. He even have the cape to match, 

“I think it would be well deserved.” Qingxuan said. 

“Follow up question, after the displays Longwei Sun has made in the past weeks, do you think he deserves to be stripped of his C?” 

“I believe the team will do what is best for the team.” Qingxuan smiled. “If there aren’t any more questions about myself, I have somewhere else to be.”

“We’d like some photos of the three of you together.” A photographer said, and then the video cameras were again replaced by cameras taking photos. Mu Qing gave Qingxuan a thumbs up. 

“It’s almost a family photo. We just need Xie Lian.” Pei Ming grabbed Shi Wudu’s hand behind Qingxuan’s back. Bold couldn’t describe what Pei Ming and Shi Wudu were doing right now. Sure, there have been a few out players, but they never dated another teammate. It was also a big, don’t ask, don’t tell culture. 

“I have a bottle of wine for you to take. We’d rather you and Xie Lian not come back tonight.” Pei whispered.

“You’re encouraging your friend’s little brother to drink? Damn Pei.” Qingxuan joked. 

“I know you’re seeing He Xuan.” Pei winked.

“Oh and you’re encouraging him to have sex? God damn, you’re a bad influence.” Qingxuan laughed.

“Unless you want to know the answer to the question of who tops, I-“ Shi Wudu was interrupted by his brother.

“Message received, can I go now?” Qingxuan whispered. 

“I think my brother has had enough.” Shi Windu told the press as Pei gave Qingxuan the wine. 

“He can’t spare just two more?” Out from the shadows like a snake, Jun Wu came out from behind with Sun Longwei behind him. 

“With all due respect.” Mu Qing said this with zero respect. “Qingxuan wasn’t even contracted to make this appearance. He did this out of courtesy for his brother.” 

“One photo with Pei, Sun and Ge.” Qingxuan was in his resolve.

“You have to-“

“One photo or I’m walking.” Qingxuan crossed his arms.

“Alright.” Jun Wu said. “Wudu, please move-“

“You’re not going to split up the brothers are you?” One photographer said. “Put Pei beside Wudu and Sun.”

“Sunny can go beside me. Or this isn’t happening.” Shi Wudu spoke up, shocking the other two.

Sun Longwei had storm clouds in his eyes again but then softened. 

“Fine by me.” He said, moving beside Shi Wudu. 

“That way we can crop him out later.” Pei whispered to Qingxuan. 

Qingxuan giggled as the photos were being taken. The four weren’t full of glee when the photos were taken. Qingxuan had to take out his fan and hide behind it because he kept laughing. First, Shi Wudu looked at his brother. Then Pei Ming looked down as the giggles got louder. Sun Longwei looked over Pei Ming and arched an eyebrow. 

“You good?” Sun Longwei asked.

Qingxuan began laughing uncontrollably, hunching over. The other three looked at each other and looked back at each other. The camera is still going, a hand comes out and grabs Qingxuan by the arm. Qingxuan is still laughing until his face is 3 inches away from Jun Wu’s. Jun Wu gave him the same face Sun Longwei had, but instead of feeling fear, Qingxuan felt enraged. Before Jun Wu could say anything, Mu Qing’s arms came down onto Jun Wu’s, causing him to let go.

“Qingxuan is done now.” Mu Qing grabbed Qingxuan and began walking away. 

“You’re making a big mistake Mu Qing.” Jun Wu said. “I ha-“

But Mu Qing and Qingxuan didn’t listen. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what got into me.” Qingxuan apologized.

“I should have put my foot down.” Mu Qing said.

“It’s hard to say no to me.” Qingxuan laughed.

“Besides…” As Mu Qing opened the double doors, He Xuan stood on the other side with Xie Lian and Hua Cheng. “Someone else has been waiting patiently.”

Qingxuan’s eyes lit up. He hugged Mu Qing first and then came running to He Xuan, jumping into his arms. 

“Take me home.” Qingxuan whispered. 

“Of course.”

—-

All He Xuan wanted to do was rip the clothes off of Qingxuan’s body. He had a feeling Qingxuan loved the outfit he was wearing and decided against ripping it off of him. Instead, it was a game where he took the clothes off as slowly as he possibly could. It was torturous for Qingxuan. Each button undone was a kiss that lingered on that part of his body. 

“I know you’re being gentle with the clothes, but you don’t have to be that gentle.” Qingxuan groaned when He Xuan finally released his shoulders from his top. He Xuan nibbled on Qingxuan’s shoulder, moving up his neck and to his ear.

“It’s my turn to be greedy and I want you here as long as possible.” He Xuan began to take off his robes. 

Qingxuan stopped him, his hand on his penis before kneeling down. He Xuan raised an eyebrow and watched as the black haired beauty took out his penis and started stroking it. Qingxuan took his tongue and ran it up his shift before putting the very top of the tip into mouth. Qingxuan looked up at He Xuan as he started putting more of it in his mouth. He Xuan’s hand found the back of his head.

“Oooooooh, my leaf has skills.” He groaned.

Qingxuan soon started to find a rhythm that not only he liked, but He Xuan was also enjoying. He Xuan’s fingers gripped Qingxuan’s hair, making Qingxuan reach up to his chest and squeezing one of the pecs. He Xuan growled in approval, giving Qingxuan the ok to take it in deeper. 

“W-wait, stop or I’ll cum-“

“Fwimish in moy mwowf.” Qingxuan attempted to let out. 

“Wait, oh fuck… fucccck.” He Xuan gripped Qingxuan’s hair tighter and squirmed before he went over the edge and finished. Qingxuan looked up, and without missing a beat, swallowed. 

Qingxuan took the penis out of his mouth and looked up at He Xuan. He scooped up the bit of cum that spilled from the corner of this mouth and licked it up. He got up from his knees, only for his lips to meet He Xuan’s. 

“That was..” 

kiss

 “so…”

kiss 

“Fucking hot.” 

He Xuan breathed out between kisses, lifting Qingxuan up onto his waist and kissing him. It was a flurry of lips, tongues and teeth moving together in a sloppy dance when He Xuan took Qingxuan to the fireplace. Qingxuan knew He Asian was strong, he could feel his muscles. He Xuan proved his strength by kneeling down and laying Qingxuan into the fur carpet. He Xuan looked for a remote on the coffee table and turned on the fireplace. 

“Toasty.” Qingxuan said before the lips fell upon Him again. 

He Xuan shimmied the skirt off of Qingxuan, throwing it off to the side. 

“Gentor…ahhhhh!” He Xuan’s fingers found their mark. 

“Hmmm….” He Xuan hummed.

“Oh.. ahhhhh!!!” Qingxuan kicked at the carpet.

 “Are you still sensitive from earlier?” He Xuan asked, pressing the spot more. “Let’s see.”

He Xuan began kissing his neck. His fingers found his nipple as well and began to play with it. Qingxuan arched his back, letting out an orchestra of moans that filled that apartment. He Xuan moaned as he continued, his fingers being replaced by his mouth. 

“N-not fair..” Qingxuan let out. 

He Xuan rose back up, giving him a small break. He slips off Qingxuan’s underwear and takes in the scene. 

“Why am I the only one naked?” Qingxuan asked.

He Xuan chuckled and stripped out the last bit of clothing he had on. He Xuan made sure to make a show of it, watching Qingxuan bite his lower lip. He leaned over Qingxuan, wrapping his legs around waist. Qingxuan put his hand on He Xuan’s cheek. 

“Mine.” He whispered. 

“Yes.” He Xuan took Qingxuan’s hand and kissed it. 

He Xuan let go of his hand and lined up Qingxuan’s hips with his. His penis at Qingxuan’s entrance, waiting. Qingxuan nodded and He Xuan pressed into him, Qingxuan letting out a yell of pleasure. His eyes tearing up again and He Xuan continued.

“Holy fuck…” Qingxuan whispered.

He wrapped his arms around He Xuan as he thrusted into Qingxuan. 

“I’m going to swallow you whole tonight.” He Xuan promised. 

****

“We should move to the bed.” A wiped out Qingxuan suggested. 

His head rested on He Xuan’s chest as they laid on the fur rug. It wasn't that Qingxuan was uncomfortable, they had silk sheets and silk pillows to use. Qingxuan just wanted to be in bed, and possibly get on top of He Xuan. 

“Give me a few minutes, little leaf.” He Xuan was just as worn out as Qingxuan. 

“You wanted five rounds on the rug.” Qingxuan moved some hair from He Xuan’s face. 

“You wanted to prove that you could keep up with me.” He Xuan chuckled.

“So are you saying you’re nice and full? That you’re no longer hungry for me?” Qingxuan was pouting, challenging He Xuan. 

“Oh I’m not done with you yet. I’m just letting you breathe.” He Xuan took a sip of wine. “Give me about twenty more minutes. I’ll take you to the bed.” 

Qingxuan giggled, laying back down on He Xuan’s chest, he was going to listen to his heart beat and allow himself to drift off into a nap. When Qingxuan’s ear found where He Xuan’s heart was, there was nothing. Maybe Qingxuan was imagining things. He took He Xuan’s hand into his own, placing his thumb onto his wrist for a few seconds. Qingxuan’s pupils shrunk. 

There was no pulse.

There was no heart beat. 

Chapter Text

Xie Lian and Qingxuan decided it was time for a much needed bestie date. A bestie date that the two could talk out everything that happened within the last few weeks. Including Qingxuan’s discovery. 

It had been five days since the game and many things were happening. So they took the time to look at their new apartments. Pei Ming, on good authority, found a building not far from his brother, or their work. But they only had two one bedroom apartments available that were side by side. 

“I’m thinking of putting an easel here.” Xie Lian said. “And maybe some cool curtains that catch the light in the best way.” 

“Oooo, I love that. I don't know what to do with mine.” Qingxuan jumped onto the island and crossed his legs.  

“You’ll figure it out.” There was a knock on the door. Xie Lian went to the door and came back with some food. He gave Qingxuan the food and jumped into the counter himself. Qingxuan opened up the door and gave Xie Lian his portion of the food.

“Are you that catering gig Nora and Chef are trying out?” Xie Lian asked. 

“I am. They need someone strong to help carry things in. I fit that bill.” Qingxuan said, flexing his bicep. His bicep was actually rather impressive. 

“I’m coming later in the day. Morgan can’t come in until 1pm, so I have to cover at the cafe.” Xie Lian took a bite of his food.

“Eww, and see creepy daddy?” Qingxuan stuck his tongue out.

“That name doesn’t work, back to the drawing board on that. He hasn’t been in for a while. Apparently his star client is giving him the run around PR wise.” Xie Lian leaned in closer. “He was caught in Florida with another girl that isn’t his girlfriend.” 

“Are they still together?” Qingxuan was genuinely shocked. “I’ve heard from Pei that they don’t really talk to each other.”

“Who knows. But enough about that, I need the details on your night with He Xuan.” Xie Lian grabbed the drink and took a sip. 

“Only if I get the details on you and Hua Cheng. I know that man is a little freaky.” Qingxuan sipped his drink.

“Well, something weird happened. I was riding him and…” Xie Lian looked around. “I put my hand on his chest and there was nothing. I don’t know if I was just working him really hard but…”

“There was no heart beat, was there?” Qingxuan asked. Xie Lian’s eyes widened, accidentally hitting the counter hard and apologized to the counter. 

“No, there wasn’t. I checked when I got up to use the washroom while he was sleeping. Nothing. He doesn’t even breathe.” Xie Lian leaned back down. 

“I put my head on He Xuan’s chest after about five rounds. He had me there for two days.” Qingxuan whispered. “Best sex ever by the way.”

“Oh no, hands down. San Lang turned me into a puddle.” Xie Lian agreed.

“Oh my god, I never thought I’d have a praise kink but the way he called me ‘good little leaf’ or ‘good boy’ is just mmmmmm.” Qingxuan got all giddy before shaking his head. 

“But anyways, I couldn’t hear a heart beat because I was going to use that to put me to sleep and nothing.” Qingxuan looked around. “I even checked his pulse. I knew he was…. alive I think… because 20 minutes later he had me bent in half on the bed.” 

“Did you ask him about it, because I didn’t.” Xie Lian admitted. 

“No, like  how do you bring that up? Do you also bring up the weird mind link thing?” Qingxuan said. 

“I think I may have accidentally been linked with He Xuan that night when they watched the soccer game. Because I thought to myself ‘He Xuan, come get your man.’ Or something and out he comes. I thought maybe that was a coincidence.” Xie Lian pursed his lips together. 

“Hua Cheng stopped me from literally flying.” Qingxuan said. “They know something.”

The two sat there for about five minutes. Both of them were checking their phones to see their schedules. They slowly were becoming too popular. With work, now moving and this new found social media fame, finding time to sit down wit the men was proving to be difficult 

“I’m booked solid until… hey I didn’t block the 7th off.” Xie Lian said. 

“Nor did I..” Qingxuan looked at the events details.

‘Big Halloween party and you sluts are coming. No you cannot back out. I’ve taken care of the details.’ Was written as the title. 

“Wei Wuxian wrote this, didn't he?” Qingxuan inquired, opening up a text thread with Wei Wuxian. 

“Who else would call us sluts?” Xie Lian asked. 

“Right.” Qingxuan sends a few quick messages to Wei Wuxian. Only to get a text back round trip flight to Vancouver. Xie Lian also got the same text a moment later. 

‘Can I bring a friend?’ Qingxuan texted back. 

‘By friend you mean that dark and mysterious storm cloud that follows you, yes. I hope he punches the other storm cloud again.’ Wei Wuxian texts back. 

‘He’s finding his own accommodations. You, me, Xie Lian, Mu Qing and Feng Xin are in a desperate need of a get together, no boyfriends allowed.’

‘How’s that going to work? You are aware that Mu Qing and Feng Xin are together right?’ Qingxuan texted back. 

‘Like I said, desperate need.’ Wei Wuxian texted back.

Qingxuan put his phone down and began eating his snacks. 

“We should do some more research on whatever is going on. Maybe look into this cultivation stuff.” Qingxuan took a bite of his food.

“I agree. I think we should start with San Lang and He Xuan.” Xie Lian said. 

“Well, maybe next week we could host them. He is out on a road trip, it’ll be one of our last nights at the penthouse.” Qingxuan said. “I could ask if we could borrow some wine.”

“What if they are so old that they just became masters of sex?” Qingxuan wondered. 

“That would explain a few things.” Xie Lian went red at the thought.

***

“Yes…yes! Perfect. Just like that… Longwei, wrap your arm around He Xua like you’re best friends.”

Sun Longwei begrudgingly put his arm around He Xuan as more photos were taken. 

“I fucking despise you.” Sun Longwei smiled at the camera.

“And I don’t ever think about you.” He Xuan said.

It’s been a week and a half since the performance, and since He Xuan got to properly hang out with Qingxuan. The two would pass each other in the plaza and at the stores. Each time they passed each other at the Tim Hortons, they’d make a point to buy each other a coffee. 

“Good, good, gentleman.” He Xuan grabbed Sun Longwei’s hand and gently squeezed it. “Perfect He Xuan. Yes, gorgeous.” 

“You are aware he’s just using you right?” Sun Longwei asked. “He actually wants-“

“Do you like hearing yourself talk?” He Xuan asked, taking Sun Longwei’s arm off his shoulders. He stepped behind Sun Longwei and placed his head on his shoulder. 

“You know, he loves it when I place my head right here. Especially when his legs are wrapped around my waist.” He Xuan felt Sun Longwei tense up in his grip. 

“Maybe look less angry Longwei.” The photographer ordered. 

He Xuan let go of the man and stepped to his right. They did a few more poses before the photographer asked He Xuan to step off for a moment, he wanted to get some solo shots of Sun Longwei. He Xuan was more than happy to get off the set and go sleep for a little bit. He grabbed a bottle of water and opened it. He noticed the label and chuckled to himself. He snapped a photo of the label and set it to Qingxuan. 

‘You are everywhere.’ He texted. 

The label had the name of the cafe that Qingxuan worked at. He walked to his dressing room and sat down. His phone chimed and He Xuan opened his messages. 

‘Oh! You’re working that shoot?!’ Qingxuan texted.

‘I’m actually outside waiting for the shoot to be done. They didn’t want us in there while the photoshoot was taking place.’

‘Where?’ He Xuan asked. 

He didn’t wait for a reply, he just got up and walked out of the building. He Xuan was blinded by the sun and the fresh coat of snow. He looked around and saw the two vans that said ‘Heaven’s Blessing cafe.’ He Xuan moved to the vans and saw the black haired beauty sitting on the back. His hair up in a messy ponytail, sleeves rolled up showing off his arms. Qingxuan wore glasses with chains hanging down. He wore black everything, which looked so good on him. The man was on his phone, probably texting him.

‘Look up.’ Came up on Qingxuan’s phone. 

Qingxuan looked up and before he could say anything, He Xuan was already on top of him, kissing him. Qingxuan kissed him back, allowing the model to lay him down in the van. Qingxuan was allowing himself to get lost in the kiss. Like a sharp knife, Qingxuan stopped the kiss and looked up. 

“Hey there, best friend.” Qingxuan was breathless. 

“I missed you.” He Xuan said, kissing him again. 

“I missed you too, but we are both at work. We should probably exercise some professionalism.” Qingxuan giggled, He Xuan moved off of Qingxua and sat next to him. 

“I’m sorry.” He Xuan drooped. 

“I’m glad you came out. I have a few questions. First you and Hua Cheng are invited to dinner at Ge’s house in two days. You cannot back out.” Qingxuan stuck one finger out. 

“I’ll be there.” He Xuan answered. 

“And I promise, I’m the one cooking.” He Xuan said. “Trust me, Xie Lian made purple coffee once. You don’t want to eat his cooking.” Qingxuan giggled. 

“What are your other questions?” He Xuan asked. 

“You and Hua Cheng are coming to a Halloween party on the 7th… in Vancouver.” Qingxuan didn’t really ask, more told him he was going. 

“You’re lucky we have a shoot in Vancouver.” He Xuan laughed. 

“So do Xie Lian and I.” Qingxuan clapped excitedly. “So you’ll come?”

“Yes.” He Xuan simply said, 

The door bursts open and out comes a frantic intern. He looked straight at He Xuan and ran up to him. “Sir, you need to come in. The photographer wants more photos of you.” 

He Xuan looked at his beautiful leaf and gave him a little nibble on his jaw line where it connected to his ear. Qingxuan giggles and kisses He Xuan in the cheeks. “Knock them dead.” 

He Xuan winked and walked with the intern.

He Xuan didn’t tell Qingxuan who his scene partner was. He didn't feel he needed to, Qingxuan deserved one day without having that asshole be on his mind. Qingxuan waved as he entered back into the building. Once the door closed, Qingxuan wiped out his phone and began texting Xie Lian. 

‘He Xuan is confirmed.’ He sent.

‘So is Hua Cheng. I think he knows something is up.” Xie Lian texts back.

***

“He Xuan has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?” The photographer asked.

“All the time.” He Xuan said. 

“How does a man of little words bag so many baddies?” One intern asked. 

“It’s because he’s mysterious.” The other said. 

“I saw on social media that he might actually be dating someone. It’s a newcomer on the scene. He's also just as beautiful.” 

Sun Longwei listened to this conversation, curious about what they had to say about He Xuan. He grabbed a bottle of water and began chugging it. He watched He Xuan with all the hate in his heart. How could someone so dark and vile lay claim to what was his. Sure there was a minor setback and he took more than he should but Sun Longwei knew deep down that it’ll be forgiven.

Sun Longwei got up and headed towards the dressing rooms. He Xuan was up there for fifteen more minutes. After the last pose, he took a deep breath. “Take a half hour to recharge. I want you two back in your dressing rooms getting the next look on.” 

He Xuan nodded, he knew where he was going to go. Back outside, where his leaf was sitting, probably doom scrolling. It was about 2pm and they had another eight hours to go. Maybe there will be a shift change and Qingxuan will get sent home before he is. He was about to open the door when an unsettling voice sounded behind him. 

“Where are you going?” Sun Longwei placed his hand on the door. 

“Did I become your ward?” He Xuan asked. 

“Depends, you keep acting like a child.” Sun Longwei said. He Xuan couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Says the one who punched me in the face.” He Xuan decided he would entertain the asshole. 

“And I’m sorry for that. Truly I am.” Sun Longwei put his hand on his heart. “From my beating heart.” 

“What are you trying to say?” He Xuan asks. 

“That I know what you are.” Sun Longwei had a wicked smile on his face. “I don’t think Qingxuan would take too kindly to… your kind.” 

“My kind? You speak as if you aren’t hiding a huge secret yourself.” He Xuan crossed his arms. “I, at least don’t write a book series about myself.” 

“You’ll have to be more specific.” Sun Longwei said. 

“The wrath of the Sun Emperor is a clever title.” He Xuan took out his phone. “Where is the next book, or is that going to be written when you have ‘your bride’?” 

Sun Longwei just looked angry. 

“There it is. The wrath of an emperor.” He Xuan laughed before walking past him.

 “This is what makes you and I different. I've accepted the fact that Qingxuan may not love me after he finds out. I promise you, he’ll never forgive you.” He Xuan promised before walking to his dressing room. 

Qingxuan will have to wait for another day. 

***

“Oh that smells good.” Xie Lian said, setting the table. 

“Thank you! Should pair with the wine. At least that’s what Pei says.”  Qingxuan called back. 

“Look at you, becoming friends with Pei Ming.” Xie Lian teased. 

“Ha! He wishes.” Truth was, Qingxuan adored Pei Ming since he was a child. He’ll just never admit it to him. Qingxuan put some spices on some veggies before the buzzer went off. 

“Oh god, they are here.” Xie Lian began to pace. “Remember, we approach this with kindness.” 

“Correct?” Qingxuan questioned. “Just go open the door.” 

Xie Lian sighed and went to the door. He opened the door to see two well dressed men at the door. Both had wine and other sweet treats in their hands. Xie Lian giggled and let the two in. “Qingxuan is in the kitchen. I’m about to help him with cooking the-“

“DONT YOU FUCKING DARE!” An ungodly sound could be heard from the kitchen. Hua Cheng’s face looked worried for a split second while Xie Lian and He Xuan just giggled.

“I’ve been banned from the kitchen.” Xie Lian explained. 

“For every good reason! No way in hell that beef roast should have turned purple. Nothing we gave you to put on it was purple.” Qingxuan called out once more. 

“Anyways let me get you guys seated in the living room.” Xie Lian motioned to the living room. Hua Cheng walked to the living room. 

He Xuan instead went into the kitchen. He watched Qingxuan fuss over the stove while making something that smells delicious. He Xuan looked at the food on the island and was about to steal a piece. 

“Don’t even think about it, it’ll be done in five minutes.” Qingxuan didn’t even look behind him. He Xuan smiled and snaked his way to the beauty. He wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his head on Qingxuan’s shoulder. 

“But it smells so good. How did you know that was my favourite?” He asked, watching Qingxuan cook.

“I found an article in seventeen magazine showing what yours and Hua Cheng’s five favourite foods are.” Qingxuan said, holding up the spoon to He Xuan’s mouth. He took a quick bite and stars began to form in his eyes. He Xuan felt like a king eating this food.

“Well I fear that article is out of date. Because I have a new favourite food.” He Xuan was still enjoying the food. 

“Oh, and what’s your favourite now?” Qingxuan asked. 

“You.” He Xuan bites Qingxuan’s shoulder. Qingxuan laughed and wiggled out of He’s Xuan’s grip. 

“With that line, you can go sit in the living room with everyone else. I promise no one will come through the floor and kidnap me.” Qingxuan may have been joking about the kidnapping, but he was not joking about sending He Xuan to the living room. 

Like a dejected puppy, He Xuan moved to the living room where Hua Cheng and Xie Lian sat. Xie Lian was in Hua Cheng’s lap, playing a game on his phone. Hua Cheng was simply content in watching Xie Lian.

“Did you get kicked out of the kitchen?” Hua Cheng asked. 

“I don’t want to talk about it.” He Xuan pouted, turning on the TV to some random channel. 

“Don’t take it personally, he’s been working on it all day, he didn’t want people eating it all.” Xie Lian smiled, nuzzling into Hua Cheng.

“No, that’s not why I got kicked out.” He Xuan looked longingly at the Kitchen, watching Qingxuan put the finishing touches on the food. 

“Do you need help with anything?” Xie Lian asked, “I’m sure He Xuan is sorry and would love to help.” Xie Lian attempted to wingman He Xuan. Partly for his own selfish gain of getting a quick make out session with Hua Cheng. 

“No, but you can help set the table.” Qingxuan called out. 

Xie Lian groaned and got up from the man’s lap, giving him a big kiss before walking to the kitchen. Hua Cheng watched Xie Lian walk away like it was the last time he’d see him. Hua Cheng looked at He Xuan and scooted in closer. 

“Something is different.” Hua Cheng said. 

“I agree.” He Xuan said, watching the two in the kitchen. “Also I think I figured out who our mystery writer is in that book series.” 

“I have my suspicions on who it is. But do entertain me.” Hua Cheng grinned. 

“The blonde asshole.” He Xuan whispered. “Two days ago at the shoot, the only thing he’d talk about was Qingxuan. He was trying to turn Qingxuan into that book character.” 

“You think he’s-“ 

“I pretty much confirmed it.” He Xuan said. “Plus, Sun emperor, his last name happens to be sun.” 

“I clocked him as the thunder master.” Hua Cheng’s use of the word clocked made He Xuan raise an eyebrow. 

“You hang around Xie Lian too much.” He Xuan observed. 

“You don’t hang around Qingxuan enough.” Hua Cheng fired back. 

“I-“

“Alrighty boys, dinner is served.” Qingxuan said, revealing the beautiful place setting of the table. He Xuan and Hua Cheng got up from the couch and sat at the table. They were about to sit across from each other before Xie Lian stopped them. 

“No, no. Across from us. We… we need to have a talk.”

They sat in silence, slowly eating their food for ten minutes. He Xuan was the fastest out of everyone, savouring every piece of food that entered his mouth but he wanted more. Hua Cheng looked at the two men across from them, noting the intensity in their stare. 

“So how do we do this?” Qingxuan asked. 

“We could just bring it up in conversation?” Xie Lian answered. 

“I don’t think that’s going to work.” Qingxuan sighed out loud. “I can’t think of any possible way to bring this up. At least not naturally.” 

“I know you can think of a way. It’s you.” Xie Lian pointed out.

He Xuan and Hua Cheng watched the two have a conversation in their minds. Although they were quiet, their expressions were out there visible for the world to see. What’s worse was the the two didn’t notice that they had noticed. He Xuan decided to clear his throat, hoping to get their attention. Nothing came from that.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” Hua Cheng simply asked. 

“Are you two dead? Because we noticed that you don’t really breathe, nor do you two have heart beats. And we tried to think of everything. Maybe you’re vampires but you don’t burn up in the sun. Maybe you’re demons, but you guys aren’t sinister, at least not to us. And like there is no way you could possibly eat Xie Lian’s cooking without being dead because he nearly killed Sun Longwei with his cooking.” Qingxuan let out in a single breath. 

Hua Cheng just dropped his fork, He Xuan’s mouth was wide open. This was not the talk they were expecting to have this early into the relationship. Not that He Xuan and Qingxuan were in a defined relationship. 

“Wow, you said all that stone sober.” Xie Lian nodded. 

“I know, I’m wishing I didn’t.” Qingxuan took the glass, shaking, he downed the entire glass of wine.

“That’s confirmation that Sun Longwei is not a mortal.” He Xuan said to Hua Cheng, 

“It’s… it’s not that things will change, maybe. I don’t know, but… this is going to sound weird but weird things have been happening lately. And we have no where to turn to, expect for Danmei and-“

“Did you read the “Wrath of the Sun Emperor?”” He Xuan asked. 

“That weird fanfiction that got published? Heavens no.” Xie Lian said. 

“Fanfiction?” He Xuan asked. 

“It’s derived off of a series called ‘Whispers of Wind and red Flower petals.’” Xie Lian said. 

“We are getting off topic.” Qingxuan reminded the two of them. 

“The technical answer is yes. We are technically ghost kings.” Hua Cheng said. 

“In fact, we are probably two of the most powerful ghost kings to exist.” He Xuan added. 

“I understand why you didn’t tell us that.” Xie Lian said. “I don’t think I would have believed you after Calgary.” 

Qingxuan just stayed quiet, a little too quiet for He  Xuan’s liking. He Xuan reached out for Qingxuan but Qingxuan didn’t reciprocate. Hua Cheng and Xie Lian noted this before they continued talking. “I.. well, when we broke the bed, I noticed something weird and circular glowing in your eye. We didn’t have a light like that in the apartment so we investigated.”

Qingxuan still stayed quiet. 

“We did some drawings of the circle and found out we drew some teleportation spells. After that, we realized we could talk to each other through our minds.” 

“I had a dream.” Qingxuan finally said something. “I think it was a memory from a past life. I thought maybe it was a dream because we… Well, have a moment. Maybe it was the shrooms but… after placing my head on your chest and not hearing a heart beat…” 

Qingxuan and He Xuan finally locked eyes. “Did you two know us from a previous life? Is that why you two decided to talk to us?”

He Xuan put down his fork and knife. He extended both hands out to Qingxuan. It took five seconds for Qingxuan to put his hands into He Xuan’s. “We did know each other. You and Xie Lian knew each other in the past too. You two were best friends. Your past self proclaimed him as your ‘second best friend.’” 

“You never cease to surprise me Gege. You are very sharp. Have you two ever wondered why you were so engrossed in the tales of the Flower god and Wind god?” Hua Cheng asked.

It dawned on Xie Lian first. “You’re saying that the play is about us..?” 

“Yes. There are a few things wrong.” Hua Cheng said. 

Qingxuan became eerily quiet, taking his hands away from He Xuan. The play, the play where the water demon kills his brother. The play where the water demon is named black water. So many things came crashing in all at once. 

“Qingxuan..” Xie Lian placed his hand on his shoulders. 

“You… you did all of that…” Qingxuan got up from the table. 

“My leaf.” He Xuan got up from the table as well. Qingxuan left the table, He Xuan following behind. Xie Lian went to get up but Hua Cheng stopped him. 

“Gege, this is a conversation for those to have themselves.” Hua Cheng said. “I know it's a lot for the two of you to take in.” 

Xie Lian sat back down, looking at Hua Cheng. “I’ll be honest, it is a lot. But I think it answers more questions that I have. And It doesn’t change the fact that I want to be with you.”

“What are some questions you have?” Hua Cheng moved to sit beside Xie Lian. 

“Are you disappointed that I'm exactly like my old self?” Xie Lian wanted to cry with that question. 

“Never. Gege… we both went into this knowing that you two could very well be different people from who we knew. We had to have an open mind. You could have been a female, or married with children. We lucked out that you two were you two.” Hua Cheng held Xie Lian’s face in his hand. “I didn’t wait thousands of years to be disappointed. Truth is, we wanted you two to be safe, which is why we went looking.”

“Safe? From what?” Xie Lia asked. 

“We don’t know yet. Truth is, we didn’t know you two had reincarnated until a model pointed out Shi Wudu. We were in Shanghai and they said something about “the Shi family always having good looks. And then I saw a painting of yours on twitter. All I had to go off was the city you were in. You know how Twitter can be. It loves to refresh when you’re looking at something.” 

“I do. So you’re not mad that we turned out different?” Xie Lian asked again. 

“No, quite honestly, you two haven’t changed a lot. Well, maybe Qingxuan had but there has to be a reason.” Hua Cheng said. “He’s a lot more self conscious, I've noticed. More scared than he usually was. Not as carefree.” 

“Sun Longwei..” Xie Lian said softly. “I’ll tell you what happened, but He Xuan cannot know. Nor can anyone else. And Qingxuan can’t know that I told you. Only a handful of us know, not including Qingxuan or Sun Longwei.” 

“Who all knows?” Hua Cheng asked. 

“Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji. You haven’t met them yet but they were at the hospital at the time Qingxuan was admitted. Lan Wangji had his leg broken by Sun Longwei the night before during a game. Myself, Mu Qing and Feng Xin were in contact with Qingxuan before and after it happened. We also picked him up from the hospital. But It was Vinny who found him and brought him to the hospital and called us there.” Xie Lian explained.

“Shi Wudu doesn’t know?” Hua Cheng asked. 

“No.” Xie Lian answered. “And Qingxuan is convinced he won’t believe him.”

***

Qingxuan sat down in the room with a pool table when He Xuan followed him in. He closed the door and sat by Qingxuan. “What is going through your head?” 

“That I was stupid to think that you’d just fall right into life by chance.” Qingxuan sniffled. 

“M-“ 

“Don’t ‘my leaf’ me right now. You probably also used to call me that back then. I’m like a stand in.” Qingxuan croaked out. “There’s a lot going on right now. I just…. Fuccck” Qingxuan began pacing once more. 

He Xuan sat there, all he wanted to do was grab Qingxuan and hug him. Tell him everything was ok. That all the questions in his head were false. He wanted to protect him but right now, Qingxuan had to process it. 

“Qingxuan… I never thought you’d be in Edmonton. Of all places.” He Xuan said. 

“Do you only like me because I’m someone you used to love?” Qingxuan asked. “Did you even care for me for who I am today?” 

He Xuan was about to answer but Qingxuan continued. 

“You were too perfect.” Qingxuan made himself small in a corner. 

“Qingxuan. I promise you that I fell for you. Not some past idea of you.” He Xuan walked up to the black hair beauty and gently touched his hand. When Qingxuan didn’t push away He Xuan’s hand, he took the opportunity to take Qingxuan’s hand. 

“I promise you, everything I feel for you, is you: yes there are things you do that remind me of who you once were. But that’s it.” He Xuan said. “You’d always call me your best friend. The way you command the attention of the room. But everything else is you.” 

“I just… I don’t know if I can believe that.” Qingxuan teared up. “I don’t…”

“What can I do?” He Xuan asked. 

 “I need space.” The words just came out of his mouth.

He Xuan felt his heart drop and shatter. Space didn’t mean he never wanted to see him again. Space meant he needed time to process. But how much time did he need, and what would happen after? Could He Xuan protect Qingxuan from a distance from a man who was hell-bent on getting his hands on him? That’s another conversation that he had to have with Qingxuan. He Xuan felt Qingxuan squeeze his hand tighter. 

“It doesn’t change the fact that I have seemed to have hopelessly fallen for you. But it’s a lot.” Qingxuan wiped his tears. 

“I know.” He Xuan wrapped his arms around Qingxuan. Pulling him in tightly to his chest. 

“I don’t know why I’m supposed to think. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. What does one do when given this information?” Qingxuan asked. “Like do you have powers too? Can you telepathically speak to me too?” 

“Slow down, I’ll answer a few of those questions ok?” He Xuan took Qingxuan’s face into his hands, wiping away another tear. 

“Ok.” Qingxuan nodded. 

“Yes, I do have powers. Not the same as you. I can telepathically speak to you in mind. Right now your mind isn’t password protected so anyone can.” He Xuan said. 

“Even… him… oh god does he have powers?” Qingxuan began to spiral down the rabbit hole. It was like an arm reached out and caught him before he continued down. 

“I don’t know, not yet. There is always a possibility. But we can always password protect your mind so he can’t come in.” He Xuan assured him. 

“Ok. Ok.” Qingxuan wrapped his arms around He Xuan. 

He Xuan spent the next hour helping Qingxuan password protect his mind so others can’t get in. It was a matter of Qingxuan finding a phrase that worked for him. Something others couldn’t guess easily. Qingxuan finally settled on a phrase and then the rest of the time, He Xuan practiced with Qingxuan on strengthening the wall. Sitting on the pool table, When Qingxuan was able to hold his own for fifteen minutes, He Xuan smiled, telling him his password.

“Ok, now tell me using your mind what your password is.” He Xuan said. “Remember, fingers to your temple”

Qingxuan placed two fingers on his temple and closed his eyes. He repeated He Xuan’s password in his mind. “Even dead water will still ripple in the wind. Repeat that sixteen times.”

“Very good.” He Xuan replied before hopping down.

“W-where are you going?” Qingxuan asked.

“I think it’s best I go home.” He Xuan smiled sadly.

“But-“ Qingxuan grabbed his sleeve. 

“You need to process this, you said that yourself.” He Xuan sat on the edge of the pool table. 

“You are right. But please, I still want to know you’re alive.. or well ok.” Qingxuan looked down. “Could you at least text me good morning and good night? Maybe even a reminder that you still care for me? Oh god I sound needy.” 

“I can do that. How about this, we don’t see each other until we are in Vancouver. That’s in a week, and we can meet at the party.” He Xuan suggested. 

“Well, I was thinking that you can go as a siren and I’ll go as a fairy.” Qingxuan suggested.

“Hmmm I like that.” He Xuan smile.

“And can I at least get a kiss? Or a nibble?” Qingxuan asked. He Xuan jumped and mowed Qingxuan deeply for a moment before breaking away. 

“This doesn’t change how I feel about you. I don’t think it does.” Qingxuan got up from the pool table. “I promise, it doesn’t change a thing… I think.” 

He Xuan nodded, kissing Qingxuan once more before taking his leave. Qingxuan looked at his phone, seeing a text from Xie Lian that he and Hua Xheng had left for the night. Qingxuan walked into his room, hugged a stuffed animal and cried.

Chapter Text

“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Vancouver.” 

Xie Lian and Qingxuan check their phones the moment they land in Vancouver. The clock said 4:45am and they were tired. No sleep happened during the one and half hour flight. Many things were happening. They both got booked for two photoshoots for H&M and Vanity Fair. The vanity fair booking was from Wei Wuxian. The timeline was simple. H&M shoot later in the afternoon, night of revelry at Wei Wuxain’s house. Which isn’t actually his place, it’s Lan Wangji’s place. The day after is the Vanity Fair photoshoot. The day after that, a hockey game that brought the Oilers to Vancouver. Then the day after is the Halloween party. Unless Qingxuan chose to sit out hockey, there wasn’t a day he would be free in Vancouver.

Qingxuan would have brought He Xuan to the aquarium for a date, or just to hang out. Instead Qingxuan had been swimming in his thoughts about what transpired a few nights back. A ghost king, someone known as the water demon that would sink ships. He also technically killed his brother in a past life. But there’s a part of him that doesn’t really care what happens in the past. The only thing he’d have an issue with was if he keeps comparing his past self to his current self. Qingxuan didn’t know what happened to his past self, but he was convinced  he wasn’t touched by Sun Longwei. 

“You ok?” Xie Lian placed his hand on Qingxuan’s shoulder. Before Qingxuan knew it, he had deboarded the plane and the two were walking to baggage claim. 

“Yea, sorry. I seemed to have gone away for a moment.” Qingxuan smiled. “I promise I will be as present as I can be today. Considering it's like, still 5am, we have a major photoshoot with many looks and whatever Wei has planned for us. We'll be fine. We’ve done more with less sleep. And intoxicated.” 

“I think the intoxicated part of the statement was why we were able to do all that.” Xie Lian pointed out as they entered the baggage claim. 

The two of them saw it, the giant signs littered with bunny rabbits. One said welcome and the other said Xie Lian and Qingxuan. The one holding the welcome sign was dressed in white, had very long black hair and wore a head band. The other was all back, significantly smaller than the one in white. He wore his ponytail up in a high ponytail. He was way more energetic than his counterpart. He waved super big and jumped up and down.

“So who do you think decorated the signs?” Xie Lian asked. 

“Honsetly, it could go either way.” Qingxuan said. 

The two walked up to the bouncing man. He proceeded to hug Xie Lian and Qingxuan, still very energetic.

“Wow, you are very bouncy.” Xie Lian stated. 

“I’m just so excited. You guys didn’t stay the last time you guys were in Calgary.” Wei Wuxian frowned. “I went to see you and everything. And then you never came out to the game in Edmonton. When I heard about the H&M photoshoot, I knew I had to get you two out here. And have you guys come to the party, all the costumes are boring every year.” 

“So asked two aspiring queer models to go?” Xie Lian raised an eyebrow. 

“Yup.” Wei Wuxian said. “I know you guys have fire costumes ready.”

Qingxuan began to tune out the noise of Xie Lian and Wei Wuxian getting excited for their costumes. All Qingxuan picked up was that they were doing animal themed costumes. He was snapped out of the trance when he felt a powerful hand in his shoulder. He jumped and turned around to see Alan Wangji looking solemnly at Qingxuan. 

“Hey, are you doing ok?” He asked. 

“I’m fine.” Qingxuan was a little short with his response. He realized he was in the wrong and bowed. “I’m sorry, I’m just very tired. We didn’t get a lot of sleep.” 

“Hey, it’s ok. Hey Wei Ying, let’s get these two some coffee.” Lan Wangji smiled softly at his lover. 

“Oh yes! We know the best place to go. You guys will be so awake for your photoshoot!” Wei Wuxian cheered. 

“Hey Qingxuan.” Lan Wangji placed his hand on Qingxuan’s head. “You doing ok? If have dark thoughts in your mind, please let me know. I don’t want you to face them alone.” 

“I will, trust me Wangji, if I’m not feeling up to anything, I’ll let you know.” Qingxuan smiled and joined the other two in chanting. 

With Laates in hand, the four pull up to Lan Wangji’s mountain home. Home was a word Qingxuan and Xie Lian wouldn’t use. This was more of a palace. That was saying something since both Xie Lian and Qingxuan also came from money. The mansion was worth at least 8million, with ocean views, a private pool and access to hiking trails. Lan Wangji also built many wooden platforms where a lot of his extended family would do meditation over the summer. 

“Any family staying with you this season?” Xie Lian asked. 

“A few of the younger cousins are going to Simon Fraser University this year.” Lan Wangji explained. “We also needed space for the hunnies.”

Qingxuan shook his head. He didn’t realize Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji were like that. 

“I can’t wait to see them!” Xie Lian excitedly jumped. Qingxuan was more shocked at that since Xie Lian has only ever liked men. 

“I need a drink.” Qingxuan mumbled to himself. 

The two were shown to their rooms. Xie Lian got a scenic look over the ocean with mountains. He sat down cross legged and took out a bunch of oil pastels and began drawing. When Qingxuan saw his room, it was surrounded by the ocean. 

“This is actually the most private of the two rooms.” Wei Wuxian explained. “So if there are stragglers at the party, they won’t end up here. I didn’t want certain hockey players to have the excuse to crawl into your bed.” 

Qingxuan turned to Wei Wuxian. “He’s going to be at the party?” 

“Before you freak out, it wasn’t me or Lan Wangji that invited him. It was Sebastian Oliver.” Wei Wuxian said. 

“Wh-“

“Because he’s captain of the kraken and decided that was his plus one. We tried to say no but the vote was split.” Wei Wuxian said. “Your brother was the tie breaker. But this was like five weeks ago.” 

Qingxuan’s heart dropped. He thought maybe… just maybe his brother was finally getting it. He had a realization. “Wait, you said five weeks ago, right? He didn’t go back on the vote?” 

“He tried. But it was too late.” Wei sighed. “Don’t worry, he’s not going to bother you, I promise you.” 

“Don’t make that promise. Shi Wudu said he wouldn’t come into the penthouse and he did.” Qingxuan opened his bag and looked behind him. “I need to get dressed. Xie Lian and I need to be at the shoot for 8am and it’s 6:30am”

Wei Wuxian nodded and left the room. Qingxuan went out onto the balcony. His mind began to swirl like soft serve ice cream. He clutched his teeth and screamed. The force of the wind that Qingxuan produced could be felt in Vancouver. 

***

“The two of you are naturals.” A very enthusiastic photographer said, capturing photos. 

It was just a white background. The two didn’t wear anything super editorial, it was just normal clothes. This was for their spring season, so they wouldn’t see the photos for another few months. It was weird for the two of them. Their outfits got small changes while they were on set. It felt like they had six big looks and sixty different micro-looks. It was very fast paced, which made Xie Lian glad they practiced with Yizhen. 

This photographer was nice and gentle. After hearing about spiders at photoshoots, Qingxuan has been a little spooked by other photographers. Xie Lian was just nervous he wasn’t going to do a good job. 

“Gentler Qingxuan.” the photographer ordered and Qingxuan did just that.

“Perfect Qingxuan, perfect Xie Lian. Both of you hold.” 

“If this was Louis Vuitton, I’d have you in women's clothes.” The photographer said to both of them. 

“‘Next time?” Qingxuan asked with a smile. 

“Oh yes! I’m going to talk with your managers. I know someone else who’d love to shoot you as well. He’s doing something with a big designer brand.”

“Oh like Calvin Klein?” Xie Lian asked. Qingxuan draped himself over Xie Lian. 

“Maybe it’ll be Canada goose. Gotta keep warm you know.” Qingxuan shivered a little. “Not that I’m cold now but it’ll be like -40 in Edmonton soon enough”

“Bigger. Think Dior, Saint Laurent, Chanel.” The photographer said. The two eyes widened and their eyes shifted to Mu Qing and Feng Xin whose eyes also widened. “Alright, get these two in their next look!” He called and the two walked off the set stunned.

“Shooting for….” Qingxuan malfunctioned. 

The two went to the chairs as hair stylists fussed over their hair. They were currently letting Xie Lian’s hair down and curling Qingxuan’s hair when they were able to process what they had heard. 

“I think we have luck by our side.” Qingxuan sighed in relief as three stylists continued to curl his hair. 

“I think it’s San Lang, he was telling me about how his luck can rub off on people. Just a single touch and it’ll take centuries to recover.” Xie Lian said out loud.

“Part of his powers is transferring luck to people. He said if we go to the casino, we need to take him so we can win big.” Xie Lian said in Qingxuan’s mind. 

“Hua Cheng is a very powerful person.” As Qingxuan said this, the stylists looked at each other. “You guys have been going strong.” 

“So, he wants to hard launch at the party.” Xie Lian blushed. 

“I get to determine the fate of mine at that same party.” Qingxuan looked down. “I really like him. I can’t stop thinking about him. I’m just…” 

“It’s a lot to process.” Xie Lian emphasized. 

“I don’t think it’s that anymore.” Qingxuan came to realize this while they were taking photos.

Xie Lian was about to speak before a stylist clapped their hands together. 

“Annnnd done.” The stylist said to Xie Lian. “Let’s get you to the set.” 

Xie Lian nodded and looked at Qingxuan. “I promise, you’ll figure it out. Give yourself some grace.”

Qingxuan watched Xie Lian walk away. Qingxuan sat there in silence as the hair stylists worked on Qingxuan’s hair. He tries to talk with them but everytime he opens his mouth, nothing comes out. His phone dings and he opens up his messages. 

‘We are going out tonight!’ Wei Wuxian texted. 

‘Don’t we have a photoshoot tomorrow?’ Qingxuan texted. 

‘I’m so proud of Qingxuan being responsible.’ Feng Xin texted. 

‘Fuck you.’ Qingxuan replied. 

‘Yes, we are going out. It’s the hottest place to go.’ Wei Wuxian texted. 

‘Xie Lian will be down. He’s currently in the middle of a shoot. I may sit this one out.’ Qingxuan texted back. The hair stylist put his hair up in several positions before they started pinning it in place. 

‘Awwww, come on.’ Wei Wuxian’s begging tone could be heard through the text.

Mu Qing came up from behind and sat in the chair Xie Lian was sitting in.

“The photographer really likes the both of you.” Mu Qing said. 

“I’m glad, he’s pretty cool too.” Qingxuan smiled. 

“I want to give you a warning for tomorrow. Tomorrow’s shoot is going to be with people that have Chinese origins. It’s a special shoot. But-“

“He’s part of it isn’t he?” Qingxuan cut Mu Qing off. “Sorry, I don’t mean to cut you off.”

“You are right. Your brother and Pei will be there. I don’t think you guys will have any photos together except for the large group photo.”  Mu Qing showed the list of everyone participating. He saw both He Xuan’s and Hua Cheng’s name and smiled. 

“It was bound to happen. I’d rather it in a group setting like this than a photoshoot where it’s just us.” Qingxuan gave Mu Qing’s phone back. “Besides, it’s not like Sun Longwei would try anything weird in front of Ge.” 

“Mr. Shi we need to touch up your makeup. Could you stay still for five seconds.” the make-up artist smiled.

“Sorry.” Qingxuan put down his phone. 

***

“What do you mean you don’t want to go?” Wei Wuxian grabbed onto Qingxuan’s arm. 

“I’m not really feeling up to going out. You go without me.” Qingxuan explained. “Trust me, if I see He Xuan dancing with someone else, or if I see Sunny side asshole, I’ll freak. I can’t bring down the night.” 

“Well, if you change your mind, we will be here. And if He Xuan dances with some other asshole, I’ll murder them.” Wei Wuxian proclaimed. 

“Do you even know what he looks like?” Xie Lian asked. 

“No, but I can guess.” Wei Wuxian’s eyes sparkled. “From what I heard from Hua Cheng, the two of you could be Olympic athletes in brooding.” Xie Lian came out with a tank top that looked more like strings holding on for dear life. He put arm warmers with the outfit and was testing out different up dos.

“Well, he can brood more.” Wei Wuxian stuck his nose up. “No one puts my Qingxuan off to the side.”

“It was Qingxuan that pulled the breaks.” Xie Lian explained. 

“Well, there must have been a good reason. Ooo, he hid an ex from you!” Wei Wuxian said, curling pieces of his bags.

“No, I know about his ex-fiancé.” Qingxuan sighed. 

“You are making it hard to defend you my friend. Stooooop.” Wei Wuxian begged. 

“Wei Wuxian, you guys need to finish getting ready. The more you talk, the longer it’ll take to get out of the door.” Feng Xin said. “Why do you think I locked Mu Qing away two hours ago?”

“At least I didn’t start getting ready for the photo shoot.” Mu Qing yelled from the other room. 

“That's because you take too long and never want to get ready in front of me.” Feng Xin yelled back. 

“That’s because you keep trying to fuck me everytime I show or my back.” Mu Qing hit a nerve and Feng Xin walked to the door. 

Mu Qing came out in his outfit for the club. “What, I’m ready.” 

Mu Qing wore a top that was showing off his back. Feng Xin went red, and resisted for a full forty-five seconds before marching over to Mu Qing and picking him up. Feng Xin threw Mu Qing over his shoulder and brought Mu Qing back to the washroom. Mu Qing stopped moving like a toy losing signal and became lively.

“H-hey, you can’t complain about me taking forever!” Mu Qing argued. “It’s not going to take me longer to fix the outfit.”

“One round, then we go. Plus it'll give the others time to get ready.” Feng Xin smacked Mu Qing’s ass, before he put the man down and pressed up against him from behind. 

“Hey!…. Just don’t mess up my hair or dirty the pants.” Mu Qing blushed when Feng Xin’s lips fell onto his, this was the part where Qingxuan closed the washroom door to give them privacy. 

As the commotion continued, Qingxuan snuck out of the bedroom and walked out into the backyard. He took in the fresh air and looked up. The moon was very bright and the city lights over the ocean looked amazing. His mind wandered to He Xuan, then his mind filled with the most debaucherous thoughts. He felt his cheeks go warm. He smacked his cheeks, looking down. A white fluffy rabbit hops into view. Qingxuan blinked, then there were two rabbits. 

Qingxuan kneels down on the ground, holding out his hands towards the fluffy creatures. Two turned into five which turned into twelve. Soon Qingxuan was surrounded by black and white rabbits. Qingxuan clapped, excited to see all the guys. The little noses, the tiny thumps of their legs. Qingxuan was having the time of his life. 

“I see you found the childern.” A low voice startled Qingxuan. He looked up to see Lan Wangji approaching while holding a rabbit that looked like him. 

“I didn’t mean to go wandering. I wanted to give the others some space.” Qingxuan fully committed to sitting on the ground. He picked up the first rabbit that came by and began to pet it. 

“Wei Ying was going to show you two the bunnies tomorrow.” Lan Wangji smiled. “Just pretend you didn’t stumble upon them.”

“When did he say he’d show us bunnies?” Qingxuan looked confused. 

“Earlier today, when you first got here.” Then it clicked. Qingxuan felt more embarrassed than anything. 

“Ah yes, that’s right!” Qingxuan laughed awkwardly. 

“You’re positive you don’t want to go?” Lan Wangji asked. 

“Yes. If I change my mind, I’ll join you all later.”  Qingxuan continued to pet the rabbit. 

“I noticed that you’re a little depressed.” Lan Wangji sat next to him. 

“I don’t want to bring the mood down.” Qingxuan held the little guy a little closer. 

“Talk to me, I’ve known you since you were seven.” Lan Wangji patted his shoulder. 

“Well there’s this guy. We’ve been talking a lot and recently he shared a pretty big part of himself.” Qingxuan began to pet the rabbit a little faster. “I’m just worried when he hears about me, he’s going to not like me anymore.” 

“What makes you think that?” Lan Wangji asked.

“Well, I have a dead fiance for starters.” Qingxuan pointed out. “And then there’s Sun Longwei..” 

“Does he know about that?” Lan Wangji asked.

“Well, he knows about Ming Yi. But he didn't know that he was my fiancé. I think he’s putting the pieces together for the other thing.”

“You mean-“ 

“Yes. I haven’t been able to put the sentence together. Three little words and it’s not ‘I love you.’” Qingxuan let the rabbit go, only for it and one other rabbit to jump into his lap. 

“That is going to pose a problem.” Lan Wangji sighed. “But I get it. I’ve been a victim of his too.” 

“It was… he threatened to break my ankle.” Qingxuan admitted. “And the fact he was able to snap your femur like a toothpick. And if he’d snapped my Achilles, I-“

“You don’t have to justify your actions to me. My advice is to be honest. If you can’t be up front with He Xuan just yet about Sun, then let him know that. Tell him about other things if you want to. It’s your choice.” Lan Wangji advised. 

“I don’t understand why I can’t just… put a bad to it. The name. I can’t say…it.” Qingxuan hugged the rabbit. 

“Qingxuan. It hasn’t even been two years. That is something you don’t just bounce back from. Much like getting my leg back in working order, it’s going to take time for you to heal. Like I had to do physiotherapy for my leg, you have to do therapy for your mind.” Lan Wangji pointed to Qingxuan’s head.

“Ge is getting me therapy.” Qingxuan sighed. 

“Oh so he knows.” There was a small hole in Lan Wangji’s eyes before they were dashed. 

“No. I- he’s the one person I don’t know how to tell.”

“Whether it’s your brother or He Xuan, they both will be on your side.”

“Hey, how’d you know He Xuan’s name?” Qingxuan went red. 

“I have excellent communication with my husband. So much for not changing your mind.” Lan Wangji laughed. Something caught his eye and he looked up.  One of the younger cousins approached.

“There’s a visitor here for Qingxuan.” They said. 

Behind this man came He Xuan. Qingxuan should be concerned that he was able to find him. Qingxuan was happy to see him nonetheless. 

“See, didn’t I tell you. Beautiful and grumpy.” Lan Wangji messed up the top of his head. Lan Wangji walked up to the ghost king. They looked at each other for five seconds before both nodded to each other. Lan Wangji walked inside and He Xuan walked out, stopping just behind Qingxuan. 

“Hey there best friend.” Qingxuan smiled, inviting him to sit next to him. 

He Xuan walked and sat next to Qingxuan. 

“Xie Lian ask you to come?” Qingxuan asked.

“No, but he told Hua Cheng that you two were staying here. I came because it felt like you needed someone.” He Xuan explained. “I can go.”

“No.. please stay.” Qingxuan back tracked. “I’m glad you came. I… missed you.” 

“I missed you too.” He Xuan took two of his knuckles and rubbed Qingxuan’s back slowly. 

“I had a fiance too. Ming Yi, we met when I was 16. He began playing for the Oil Kings at 17. He got drafted into the NHL and played for Vegas Golden Knights. Also, we say fuck Vegas. He soon became the first starring player to be openly gay. Everyone knew he had a boyfriend, for my safety they just didn’t know it was me. At nineteen he asked me to marry him. Which is very young, I realize that now.” Qingxuan took a deep breath. “Hockey wasn’t accepting of everyone back then. Still isn’t, but he got bullied badly. One night, his teammates took it too far. He just couldn’t take it anymore. He was found dead in his hotel.” 

“I’m sorry you had to go through that.” He Xuan scooted closer to Qingxuan and wrapped his arm around him.

“I visit his grave every birthday, our anniversary and our wedding date. I hope that’s ok.” Qingxuan said.

“Whatever you need to do.” He Xuan smiled.

“There is one more thing… but..” Qingxuan struggled. “And I need to tell you. At least you. You need to know wha-“

“I know what I’m getting myself into. I may be old, but I’m not that old…. Ok I am but I can piece things together.” He Xuan cupped Qingxuan’s chin. “When you are ready I will listen. Though I can’t guarantee that I won’t murder Sun Longwei.”

“Why are you so nice to me?” Qingxuan asked with tears in his eyes. 

“This is not the reaction I was expecting… ummm…” He Xuan sat there, trying to process everything. “I’m nice to you because there was a time when I wasn't nice to anyone. I care for you, and I’m not willing to make the same mistakes I made before..” 

“So wh-“ He Xuan’s hand was covering his mouth.

“No, no. I’m not about to let you spiral. I learned from last time.” He Xuan winked. “When I started talking to you, I still held a piece of your old self in my heart. And I still do, but you have shown me what it’s like to love to my fullest again. It’s you that I would come all this way to get dressed up in a merman costume for. I understand you may not be there yet, or ever. But I hope I do the same thing for you.” 

He Xuan let go of Qingxuan’s mouth. 

“Ok bu-“ he Xuan placed his hand back over Qingxuan’s mouth. 

“You aren’t listening to me. You are still you. Your old self is just another extension of you. I want to be with you, regardless of the past life we share.” He Xuan let go once more. 

“I feel like you were written by a woman.” Qingxuan laughed. 

“I’m not, but I used the Hua Cheng play book of how to yearn for 800 years.” He Xuan chuckled. 

“And that was the first time, correct?” Qingxuan put his head on He Xuan’s shoulder. 

“Yes. Gods they’ve been apart more than they had been together. They still always find each other.” He Xuan grabbed a piece of Qingxuan’s hair and began playing with it. Qingxuan was content with staying like this in silence. He Xuan looked out toward the ocean.

“So you don’t want to go dancing with everyone else?” He Xuan teased. “That doesn’t sound like you. I’d love to see you dancing.”

“That would require me to get ready.” Qingxuan laughed. “I have a feeling you’ll do the same thing Feng Xin did to Mu Qing.” 

“Which is?” He Xuan raised an eyebrow.

“Pre-club sex.” Qingxuan said plainly. 

“Only pre-club sex.?” He Xuan playfully growled. “I’ve pictured you bent over in a bathroom stall, holding on for dear life while you try to keep quiet.” His hand travelled down to Qingxuan’s crotch and began rubbing. Qingxuan moaned greedily before grabbing He Xuan’s hand.

“Not in front of the children." Qingxuan said. 

He Xuan looked and they definitely had an audience of at least 20-30 rabbits of varying sizes. 

“Are these the children you are referring to?” He Xuan asked. 

Qingxua nodded. “That’s fluffy, floofy, bunbun, steamed bun, fried bun, dumpling, dusty bunny, I think that’s demon bunny-“

He Xuan kissed Qingxuan hard before coming back up for air. 

“If you keep going, the children are about to learn how bunnies are made. And I won’t be done with you until you’re pregnant.” Qingxuan put his hand over his lips. 

“But I can’t get pregnant.” Qingxuan said. 

“Are you sure?” He Xuan leaned in. “They don’t know that.”

“T-take me to my room.” Qingxuan pleaded. “Leave the bunnies out of it.”

He Xuan picked up the beautiful man and was then guided to Qingxuan’s room. Once they got to the room, He Xuan threw Qingxuan onto the bed and climbed on top of him. His lips found Qingxuan’s lips inviting and warm. Qingxuan wrapped his arms around He Xuan while his hands found their way into his hair. 

“God, your hair is so soft. Mine gets frizzy because it has a natural wave to it and I keep brushing it out.” Qingxuan whined through the kisses.

“Next date, I want to see your natural waves.” He Xuan commanded. 

His hands found Qingxuan’s chest. His hands tracing upwards, taking Qingxuan’s shirt with them. He Xuan thumbs find Qingxuan’s nipples and starts playing with them.

 “Y-yes. I won’t straighten my hair.” Qingxuan said, followed by a small moan.

“You’re very sensitive here aren’t you..” He Xuan continued to roll Qingxuan’s nipples. He Xuan nestled himself between Qingxuan’s legs and began to grind. His tongue finding its mark on Qingxuan’s neck 

“He-ahhhhh!” Qingxuan let out, covering his mouth.

“You taste so fucking sweet.” He Xuan sunk his fangs into Qingxuan’s shoulder, causing a surge of ecstasy to pour into Qingxuan.. He leaned up and helped Qingxuan out of his shirt. He then stripped his own shirt off. He Xuan kissed Qingxuan, his hand finding Qingxuan’s pants and unbuttoning them. Qingxuan was out of it for a moment. Qingxuan was getting ready to do his part before He Xuan’s lips wrapped around his penis. 

“Ohhhh—oh gods. Oh my god.” 

He Xuan worked up and down, his tongue wrapping around Qingxuan’s shaft. There was no way that He Xuan’s tongue could be that long. Then the realization hit as a finger entered into Qingxuan. “C-cheater…” Qingxuan moaned. 

“Hmmmmm.” Qingxuan bucked his hips at the hum. 

The more He Xuan worked, the more restless Qingxuan became. He desperately tried to stay still but his hips kept moving on their own. Qingxuan’s mind was going fuzzy, it was like he wasn’t in control of his own body, he knew he was in control of the situation. He lost himself in the moment, moans flowed out of the man’s mouth. Electricity shot up Qingxuan’s spine. A pressure began to form within him. 

“He Xuan… stop, I’m gonna-“

Qingxuan placed his hand on He Xuan’s forehead and moved it back. He Xuan stopped, looked up at Qingxuan. He gave a wicked smile before only licking the very tip of Qingxuan’s penis. When Qingxuan’s breath settled back down, He Xuan’s mouth went back to sucking. He did this two more times, leaving Qingxuan desperate.

“Oh you—-.” Qingxuan’s back arched high. “Fuck-ahhhh! Let me cum, let me cum.” He begged He Xuan. 

“Hmmm,” he hums before removing his mouth and whispers. 

“Flip over and get on your hands and knees.” He Xuan ordered. Qingxuan did exactly what he said. He Xuan leaned over, kissing the back of Qingxuan’s shoulders. “Good boy.”

He Xuan put two fingers and his other hand began stroking Qingxuan. Qingxuan put his hand over his mouth. He screamed He Xuan’s name into his hand as his pleas for release got louder. 

“I love the little moans, where you are trying so desperately to be quiet. Each moan gets higher,” 

Qingxuan’s moan got higher.

“And higher inside your throat.”-

He Xuan adopted an alternating pattern with his hands. Causing Qingxuan to squirm more and look up at He Xuan with tears in his eyes. 

“I know you want release, your moans are getting louder even though you covered your mouth tight.” He Xuan Whispered. “Go on… moan for me.”

Qingxuan scrambled for something he could bury his face in. He grabbed the nearest pillow and fell face first. Qingxuan practically screamed into the pillow, a very muffled sounding “oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” Came from the pillow. He Xuan chuckled as he leaned down and moved some hair out of Qingxuan’s face. 

“I’ll fuck you, if my little leaf wants more.” He Xuan kissed Qingxuan in between his shoulder blades.

“Please, I can’t take much more of this.” Qingxuan begged. 

He Xuan reached over inside his pocket and got out a condom. He put the condom on and lined himself up with Qingxuan. He grabbed Qingxuan’s hips and in one thrust, he Xuan was inside Qingxuan once more. There wasn’t a delayed reaction this time as Qingxuan let out a loud moan. He Xuan began to thrust in and out, gripping Qingxuan’s hips hard.

He Xuan growled with approval, inspecting the artwork in front of him. The most beautiful man was in front of him, bent over like a rag doll just for him. He placed his hand on Qingxuan’s back, just to remind himself that this was real. Qingxuan let out breathless sounds, hands grabbing at anything solid. From the bed sheets to the headboard of the bed. 

He Xuan took himself out for a moment to reposition Qingxuan so Qingxuan was on top. He Xuan sat up, placing Qingxuan’s hands around his neck. Qingxuan tightened his grip, legs wrapping around He Xuan’s waist. He Xuan groaned as he took hold of Qingxuan’s hips once more and thrusted into him. Qingxuan moaned even more, his arms tightening their grip onto He Xuan. 

“He… Xuan..” Qingxuan got out before arching his back away from the man. 

He Xuan let go of Qingxuan and he fell onto the bed. He Xuan moved on top of Qingxuan and gave him a sloppy kiss on the lips. “Is this ok?” He Xuan asked. Qingxuan answered with a kiss of his own and He Xuan replied. He Xuan kept with the rhythm of the thrusts. Qingxuan couldn’t decide where to put his legs or his arms. His body continued to be wrapped around He Xuan’s body, with every ten thrusts, Qingxuan was gripping onto He Xuan in a different place. 

“He Xuan.” Something about the moan made He Xuan go feral. He moved his arms so Qingxuan could put his legs up on He Xuan’s shoulder. Once Qingxuan wrapped his arms back around He Xuan, the thrusts became more purposeful and hard. The way He Xuan moved felt like he was stamping a passport. He gave Qingxuan seven more hard, intense thrusts before the two felt the release of an orgasm. 

He Xuan held onto Qingxuan for a few moments. He Xuan gave Qingxuan small little kisses on his lips, behind his ear, and on his cheek. He Xuan let go of Qingxuan. This allowed Qingxuan to readjust his legs. He Xuan took himself out of Qingxuan and threw out the condom. He felt Qingxuan’s arms seek him out and wrapped around him tightly. 

“You’re so warm. Please don’t go yet.” Qingxuan pleaded, he didn’t realize he craved skinship from He Xuan. 

“I’m not going to go anywhere. But if we want to go dancing, we only have a few minutes like this before we need to get ready.” He Xuan repositioned the two so there were laying in the bed. Qingxuan laid on top of He Xuan. He wrapped his around the naked male, rubbing his back. “You did so good today.” 

“That was mean.” Qingxuan said. “A little more notice of how mean you’d be would have been nice.” 

“I’m sorry.” He Xuan looked at the beautiful face before him. 

“It was still fun. No complaints here except for that my friend.” Qingxuan smiled. “Also that is cheating. You can’t use your supernatural abilities like that.”

“If there’s ever anything you don’t like. You just tell me ok? I will never get mad at you.” He Xuan reassured Qingxuan.

“Oh no, I wasn’t….” Qingxuan gathered his thoughts. “I liked it very much, maybe too much. I don’t know how I will recover.” 

“Hmmm, well if you want to go dancing, we need to get you ready and recovered enough to dance.” He Xuan said.

“I’ll go dancing with you, but I don’t know if I could survive bathroom stall sex with you tonight.” Qingxuan sighed, getting up from the bed. “Or anyone. Not that I would have to fuck anyone else in a bathroom.”

He Xuan watched the sight in front of him and smirked. This was his own personal heaven.