XiCheng: The Last Lotus [AU- OMEGAVERSE]

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"I love you so much."

~JIANG CHENG'S POV~

Jiang Cheng woke up to the soft caresses in his hair and gentle pecks along his jaw.

He turned around, grumbling as he batted away the hand- snuggling further into the firm chest that he had been using as his pillow. "Fuck off," he muttered, nuzzling closer to the broad torso. "Can't you see I'm resting?" he accused, his voice still drowsy with sleep.

"A-Cheng, it's time to wake up."

"Mm, stop calling me that," he muttered, scowling as he squeezed his eyes closed. "Only Huan-ge gets to call me that."

"Huan-ge?"

"Yea. Don't know you? Huan-ge is the best!" Jiang Cheng slurred, his mind not yet waking up from his slumber. "I know he loves me and everything- but did you know that he's a beast in bed too? He didn't even let me sleep last night! I don't know how he has the stamina to go five rounds in a row!"

"Oh?"

"Yea. I bet you didn't know that the honorable Zewu Jun is such a big meanie in the bedroom! Ha! It's only like that for me," Jiang Cheng mumbled, preening slightly. "So fuck off and let me sleep- or I'll send my Huan-ge after you!" he cried, a beaming smile on his face. "Huan-ge would defend me! He would never let someone like you insult my honor!"

"Oh? Would he now?"

"Yep! Huan-ge always lets me sleep! You're lucky he isn't here yet. It's not five yet so he hasn't woken up. But just you wait! I'll tell him about you if you don't leave me alone! I'll tell him you're harassing me!"

"Harassing?"

"Very much so! Can't I get some sleep over here? Go bother Wei Wuxian or something. That fucker has too much time on his hands anyways," Jiang Cheng grumbled rubbing his head against the hard, unyielding chest underneath him- rumbling with laughter.

"Hey! Stop moving," he said, grunting as he tried to ignore the vibrations below him. "That feels weird!"

"A-Cheng," the voice murmured- and Jiang Cheng got the distinct feeling that it was laughing at him. "A-Cheng, wake up, it's me."

"Whose you?"

"It's Huan-ge."

"Huan-ge? No no, it's not Huan-ge. Huan-ge doesn't wake up until five. It's still way too early."

"A-Cheng, it's noon."

"Noon? Nope. No way. I would be awake if it was noon."

A soft laugh echoed in the air, and thin, nimble fingers came to rest at Jiang Cheng's waist. "A-Cheng, as much as I love you- I think it's time to wake up now. Your father is still waiting for a chance to strangle me."

"Strangle you? Why would he strangle you?" Jiang Cheng mumbled, yawning as he slowly rubbed his eyes. "What did you to do him?"

"I eloped with you and didn't invite him to our wedding."

"Eloped with you? I eloped with Huan-"

Jiang Cheng's eyes widened, squeaking as he shot up like a bullet. "HUAN-GE?!" he screeched, a very undignified look on his face. "HUAN-GE, WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"A-Cheng," Lan Xichen said, lips quirking up in a teasing grin. "Glad you could join me."

Jiang Cheng spluttered- his face alternating several shades of red and purple. "Y-You," he stammered, pointing an accusing finger at Lan Xichen. "Why didn't you tell me?!"