[曦澄 | XiCheng]: The Fear Of Falling In Love [~PART 1~]

[94.] Fire and whispers. [TW]

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Trigger Warning

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Inspiration for this chapter's title:

IAMX - "Fire and Whispers"

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Jiang Cheng was coming out of his nightmare with great difficulty. He still could smell the smoke from something burning, and he distinctly felt that two strong arms were carrying him away. He smiled, opening his eyes a little, now reassured that he was safe as he saw the white Gusu robe and his arms tightened their grip around the warm body.

- Where are we going, Zewu-Jun...?   -  he murmured sleepily, burying his face in the strong chest.

He got no answer, but overheard distant voices, and felt very cold all of a sudden.

- Lan Zhan, place him here! Quickly! I am going to get the Elders!

- Wei Ying, hurry!!!

Sandu Shengshou was vaguely wondering what was actually happening. Why was it so hard for him to breathe in? Why could he barely open his eyes? Where did his husband disappear? 

He was warm again, and, turning his face to the side, his brain told him that he was lying by a fire. He winced. Where did their bed go? Was his baby safe?!?

- Zewu-Jun...  Lan Huan?  –  he tried to get up, but failed miserably.

- No! A-Cheng, no! Don't try to move.  –  Wei Wuxian was just coming into the Jìngshì.

- Wei...Wuxian... why are you... in my room...?  –  he asked weakly and started coughing. His hands smelled like smoke.

- Sandu Shengshou, try to rest. It will all be fine.  -  Hanguang-Jun's voice growled somewhere above him, as two strong arms lifted him up again and placed him in a soft bed. 

The rest was darkness.

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Jiang Cheng woke up two days later. To his dismay, he was lying in bed in the Jìngshì,  and Lan Wangji was leaning over him, sharing his spiritual energy with him. 

His eyes opened wide and he wanted to scream, but his throat gave out just a loud whisper:

- Where is Zewu-Jun?! Why are you here?! Where is he?? Take me to him! Is he alright???

Hanguang-Jun frowned and shook his head.

- Perhaps you will be glad to hear, Sandu Shengshou, that both you and your child are fine.  –  he said coldly.

- Are you daft?!  -  Jiang Wanyin was slowly regaining his voice.  –  Or are you deaf?! Where is he?!  –  he almost screamed.

He tried to jump out of bed and search for himself, but a big heavy hand pressed him back down. He huffed and glared at Lan Wangji with pure hatred now.

- You need to calm down. My brother is resting in another room. Alas, his condition is worse than yours.  –  he grunted.

- Take me... Take me to him... I need to see him... I have to be with him...  -  Jiang Cheng was begging, pale and worried to death.

- Be reasonable, Sandu Shengshou. You need to take care of yourself and of your baby now. There is nothing you can do for him.  –  Lan Zhan squinted his eyes, wondering if all this was just an act or not.

- Let go of me!  -  Jiang Cheng growled.  –  I will crawl if I have to.  I need to get there.  Now.

- Alright.  –  Lan Wangji mocked and removed his hand from his chest.

Straight away, Jiang Cheng got out of bed and tried to run, but as he was too weak and too dizzy, he just fell to the floor helplessly. Hanguang-Jun was observing him, shaking his head sadly.