Mission Dick

Phase three

Jiang Cheng bit back any snarky remarks and was pleasantly surprised. "Zewu-Jun." he sheathed his sword, cupped it in one hand and gave a respectful bow. He really was far hotter in person than in the fanarts, even his fairly indecent body pillow back in his home world was nothing but but dirt beneath ones shoe at the comparison. He felt his face heating up at the thought of this Xichen in the exact same position as the body pillow... he's straight, but damn even the thought of that turned him on-

Nope.

He's not going down that line of thought with that very person right in front of him, it's far too dangerous.

"Did you... see anything?" He cautiously asked with a quirk of his brow.

Xichen nodded, not quite trusting his voice to come out as steady without a single tremble.

Straightening his line of sight, Jiang Cheng looked at his perfect eyes that held beads of water that were comparable to dams on the verge of bursting due to the excess flow of water and raging currents. Unbeknownst to Jiang Cheng, his entire countenance softened and he took a few subconscious steps closer.

"She wanted nothing more than to see you and your brother happy. Her one regret tethering her here was that she didn't get to watch you grow up." Face to face with Xichen, he broke eye contact and extended his arms a little, "she must've been a great mother. I can tell..." he looked back at Xichen's miserable face, seeing the quiver of his lip and his brows drawing close. He sighed and bit his lip to stop himself from saying anything that may slip past his lips. His extended arms raised a little higher, in an attempted invitation. He narrowly stopped himself from cussing and yelling something along the lines of 'can't you see this is an invitation for a hug!? Are you that hopeless and ignorant!?' Because clearly that'd be the wrong thing to say at such a fragile time. Instead he turned his head away and took that final step towards him and wrapped his large, muscular arms around him.

It was a tight, comforting embrace, although Wanyin was still much shorter than Lan Xichen his arms were strong like they could protect him from the harshness of reality. Letting his tears fall down his face, Lan Xichen's posture became lax and he fell into a heap in Jiang Cheng's arms, having his tightly shut eyes pushed hard into the base of Wanyin's neck. He gripped the back of Jiang Cheng's robes like they were a lifeline, yet his fingers never ceased trembling.

"Your mother may have wanted you to be happy but you're allowed to cry and be happy later. Crying doesn't make you any less strong. You're allowed to get angry and yell at someone. Don't hold it all in. It's not healthy." He gave his back two awkward taps, not feeling quite comfortable enough to rub circles on his back or anything of the like.

He could feel Xichen's breath come out in different puffs, laughing, "ah... Wanyin... you're the only one who thinks that..." his strong hands let go of Jiang Cheng's robes and wound their way around his waist tightly, in need of comfort.

"No I'm not. Seriously, your sect needs to relax some of your rules. I get that it was founded by monks and whatnot, but immortal or not you're still human." He blurted out with a scoff, then stiffened, realising he just insulted the entirety of the Lan sect to their clan leader. But damn... wasn't Xichen still young too? He's not much older than WangJi, and WangJi is his age... he can't imagine running an entire sect so young... though... the original Jiang Cheng also had to manage a sect at a very young age... but he's planning to avoid that!

Another puff of laughter, but he could feel the warm salty water on his neck. Good. At least he didn't take offence. Jiang Cheng had to remember he was talking to the Lan Xichen, the number one most trusty and forgiving person literally ever. "You're right..." he tightened his hold on Wanyin's tiny waist until he felt like he could absorb him into his own body, then let go, wiping his tears away with an elegant, long finger. "To be out this far... you must've gotten lost, I'll take you back to the guest disciple quarters."