I'm practically healed, [ he huffs, and yet he still soaks in all the doting and attention like a sponge. ] Don't work yourself to death over a little fever, I'm fine.
I'll take any excuse I can get to keep from cleaning, [ reki says, grinning as he smooths back qi fang's hair, letting his fingers whisk down past his temple and curl under his chin. he puts everything off for another second of just looking at him, his grin softening around the eyes, and then relents. ]
Keep an ear out. I'll call for you when it's ready.
[ qi fang is already sitting back up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. ]
Yeah, why not? Laying down, standing — there's no real difference. I'd have to get up to shower soon enough anyway, so it's not like I'm missing out on much laying down.
[ reki sighs and offers him a hand up. he's sure that at some point before meeting qi fang, he had like, willpower and stuff. where'd all that go? ]
There is a difference. I practically had to carry you inside last night. Just... take it easy.
[ and don't dwell on the thought of last night. instead, reki keeps himself busy sorting through what clothes are his and which are his but also qi fang's, gathering up a clean outfit for him to change into. ]
[ qi fang, to his credit, does not sway in his spot at all. though, to be fair, he is leaning rather heavily against the wall. he discreetly helps himself to a couple of chugs of the warm gatorade while reki busies himself. ]
You worry so much, it's cute.
[ it's definitely an unspoken rule now that last night be left there for now... no point in leaving them both raw when they've got to deal with the aftermath with reki's family. ]
[ reki's reply is a sharp death stare over the pile of laundry bundled in his arms. obviously, he doesn't see what's so cute about this. ]
C'mon, before someone else calls dibs on the shower.
[ disgruntled as he may look, he's still carefully leading qi fang out into the hall, as if the distance they need to cross is vast and treacherous instead of a few feet across a messy floor. they're lucky the loudness of the house spares them any curious onlookers; one of the twins only just notices them as reki's closing the door, leaving her to paw impotently at the barrier until she gives up and moves on to something more entertaining.
reki sighs, lowering himself down to sit on the edge of the tub. ]
[ maybe it's just a testament to how utterly whipped qi fang is, because even that death stare has his heart doing some weird things in his chest. considering everything, he probably shouldn't have such a bright grin on his face as they stealth-walk their way to the bathroom, but there's a giddiness in his gut that settles like a warm bowl of soup on a cold day and he's still too weak in general to try and fight it.
coming close he stoops down and presses a sweet kiss to reki's lips, pulling off with a dramatic muah! ]
Nah, you do what you gotta do. I'll hold this down for you till you can get showered up too.
[ way to keep it subtle. for a moment, reki even manages to maintain that sour look on his face—but the prospect of leaving melts that all away. what he's left with is something on the precipice of tortured. ]
That's nice of you to offer, but...
[ for all the flack reki gives qi fang over worrying about him, he's nothing but unapologetic when it's the other way around. he still remembers qi fang's weight against him the night before, the inferno of his skin beneath his touch. ]
[ the admission has qi fang's brows lifting, but now there's no hope in wiping that stupid grin off his face. really, reki's only got himself to blame at this point.
he leans back down again, pressing their foreheads together. and while he isn't burning up like he had been the night before, he's still quite warm. ]
You wanna shower together again?
[ his hand drifts down to curl around reki's wrist, thumb tracing a small circle there. ]
[ that hadn't been the plan, but qi fang's forehead is warm against his and his touch is too sweet to deny. reki does the math in his head and comes up with: ]
I'm already in trouble.
[ coupled with a slow roll of his shoulders. much as he bitched about it last night, it's almost liberating to be in the dog house for something he actually did this time. why not strip off his shirt and stay awhile? ]
[ qi fang is going to blame the lingering fever on his lack of sensibility here. he should insist reki try and walk back some of that hot water he's in, but his greediness is too close to the surface right now to ignore.
his grin only widens, stepping into reki's space to help him strip off his clothes before getting to work on his own. it's nice to be able to let his body breathe after breaking that fever, after sweating together and practically rolling around in their juices. ]
Promise I'll be good, [ he says, sweetly pressing a kiss to reki's nose. ]
[ sour as his tone is, his hands are nothing but gentle as he helps qi fang out of his clothes. no promises came out of him, so they linger for awhile, if only to test the heat of qi fang's skin under his smoothing palms, the frown on his face twitching at the temperature. lessened though it is, the idea of sending qi fang back home like this is going to drive him fucking crazy.
he tests the shower once more to make sure it feels okay, then gestures for qi fang to go ahead. ]
[ that giddy grin still hasn't fully faded from his lips, so it's a very hard sell that he'll be 1000% as innocent as he's trying to be. ]
I don't want to rail that ass every second...
[ speaking of ass, his hands do trail down to dance over that addictive curve. ]
Just every other second. [ perfectly normal!
but alright alright... they can't really afford to dawdle here. so he steps into the shower, immediately dipping his head under the spray. he shakes his head like a wet dog. ]
[ reki doesn't say anything, just waits for it, and sure enough, there it is. luckily, he's far too beat to do any kind of substantial gloating—and far more relieved that that's still the case, no matter what's transpired. ]
So romantic.
[ his eyes are rolling, but he's still grinning as he steps into the space behind qi fang and starts to lather up his skin. pausing only, of course, to duck behind qi fang to dodge the spray of water he makes shaking out his hair like that. ]
Hey, what's romance without a little passion, huh?
[ even a little scolding can't ruin this good mood of his. all that had happened last night — that shit was terrifying, so to find them on the other side of it like they are, it's like riding a high that doesn't seem to have an end in sight. ]
You were gonna get wet anyway, don't be such a baby.
It's the principle of the thing! Is it really so much to ask that my boyfriend acts like a human? [ reki laments, but this fond scolding is exactly that. he doesn't have the heart to be too serious about anything but making sure that his hands stay careful as they scrub and clean his skin, visoring over his face to keep any spare droplets of shampoo away when reki gets to his hair. ]
Turns out it is. But what do you expect when you pamper me like this? Bet the dogs in doggy daycare don't have it as good.
[ but fiiiine, he'll stay still... doesn't stop him from turning around to smile fondly at reki, though, giving him attention with his eyes where he currently can't with his hands or the rest of his body. ]
[ you'd think that would make him happy, but no. reki's not used to being watched in a way that he can feel, and by the time he gets to scrubbing qi fang's chest, he can't bite his tongue anymore. ]
[ it feels like it's way too late in the chronology of their relationship for reki's face to be burning this badly. he's mad at himself mostly, though, his lips pouted in discontentment as he adds softly: ]
[ qi fang helps himself to two handfuls of reki's ass in response, though he is actually trying to be good here and thus does nothing more than give a meaningful squeeze.
he sighs, dramatically so. ]
You're way too cute like this, how'm I supposed to help myself?
[ despite his world-weary sigh, this is somehow way better. it won't stop him from scooping a choice sample of soap foam on his finger and tapping it off on to qi fang's nose, but hey. ]
[ that nose tap only makes qi fang's grin wider, if that were at all possible. is it the relief from surviving last night that makes him feel his light and giddy, or is reki really just that fucking cute? both, probably. ]
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Keep an ear out. I'll call for you when it's ready.
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You need help cleaning? I can do that.
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I need you to sit your happy ass down and rest while I get this ready for you.
[ let it not be said, though, that he isn't powerless to the idea of qi fang wanting to stick with him. ]
I mean, I guess you can come while I set up the shower. The steam'll be good, right?
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Yeah, why not? Laying down, standing — there's no real difference. I'd have to get up to shower soon enough anyway, so it's not like I'm missing out on much laying down.
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There is a difference. I practically had to carry you inside last night. Just... take it easy.
[ and don't dwell on the thought of last night. instead, reki keeps himself busy sorting through what clothes are his and which are his but also qi fang's, gathering up a clean outfit for him to change into. ]
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You worry so much, it's cute.
[ it's definitely an unspoken rule now that last night be left there for now... no point in leaving them both raw when they've got to deal with the aftermath with reki's family. ]
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C'mon, before someone else calls dibs on the shower.
[ disgruntled as he may look, he's still carefully leading qi fang out into the hall, as if the distance they need to cross is vast and treacherous instead of a few feet across a messy floor. they're lucky the loudness of the house spares them any curious onlookers; one of the twins only just notices them as reki's closing the door, leaving her to paw impotently at the barrier until she gives up and moves on to something more entertaining.
reki sighs, lowering himself down to sit on the edge of the tub. ]
I can try to stay for awhile.
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coming close he stoops down and presses a sweet kiss to reki's lips, pulling off with a dramatic muah! ]
Nah, you do what you gotta do. I'll hold this down for you till you can get showered up too.
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That's nice of you to offer, but...
[ for all the flack reki gives qi fang over worrying about him, he's nothing but unapologetic when it's the other way around. he still remembers qi fang's weight against him the night before, the inferno of his skin beneath his touch. ]
I don't wanna leave you.
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he leans back down again, pressing their foreheads together. and while he isn't burning up like he had been the night before, he's still quite warm. ]
You wanna shower together again?
[ his hand drifts down to curl around reki's wrist, thumb tracing a small circle there. ]
Kinda risky...
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I'm already in trouble.
[ coupled with a slow roll of his shoulders. much as he bitched about it last night, it's almost liberating to be in the dog house for something he actually did this time. why not strip off his shirt and stay awhile? ]
Need help? Come here.
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his grin only widens, stepping into reki's space to help him strip off his clothes before getting to work on his own. it's nice to be able to let his body breathe after breaking that fever, after sweating together and practically rolling around in their juices. ]
Promise I'll be good, [ he says, sweetly pressing a kiss to reki's nose. ]
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Don't make promises you don't plan on keeping.
[ sour as his tone is, his hands are nothing but gentle as he helps qi fang out of his clothes. no promises came out of him, so they linger for awhile, if only to test the heat of qi fang's skin under his smoothing palms, the frown on his face twitching at the temperature. lessened though it is, the idea of sending qi fang back home like this is going to drive him fucking crazy.
he tests the shower once more to make sure it feels okay, then gestures for qi fang to go ahead. ]
You first.
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[ that giddy grin still hasn't fully faded from his lips, so it's a very hard sell that he'll be 1000% as innocent as he's trying to be. ]
I don't want to rail that ass every second...
[ speaking of ass, his hands do trail down to dance over that addictive curve. ]
Just every other second. [ perfectly normal!
but alright alright... they can't really afford to dawdle here. so he steps into the shower, immediately dipping his head under the spray. he shakes his head like a wet dog. ]
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So romantic.
[ his eyes are rolling, but he's still grinning as he steps into the space behind qi fang and starts to lather up his skin. pausing only, of course, to duck behind qi fang to dodge the spray of water he makes shaking out his hair like that. ]
Dude...
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[ even a little scolding can't ruin this good mood of his. all that had happened last night — that shit was terrifying, so to find them on the other side of it like they are, it's like riding a high that doesn't seem to have an end in sight. ]
You were gonna get wet anyway, don't be such a baby.
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Stay still or else.
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[ but fiiiine, he'll stay still... doesn't stop him from turning around to smile fondly at reki, though, giving him attention with his eyes where he currently can't with his hands or the rest of his body. ]
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What! What're you lookin' at?
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Your pretty face.
[ not that qi fang's helping at all, shit-eating grin and everything. ]
What're you so grumpy for? I'm behaving like I said!
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[ it feels like it's way too late in the chronology of their relationship for reki's face to be burning this badly. he's mad at himself mostly, though, his lips pouted in discontentment as he adds softly: ]
M'not grumpy.
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[ qi fang helps himself to two handfuls of reki's ass in response, though he is actually trying to be good here and thus does nothing more than give a meaningful squeeze.
he sighs, dramatically so. ]
You're way too cute like this, how'm I supposed to help myself?
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Runnin' your mouth isn't behaving.
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You got a lot of rules. I can't keep track.