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

[116.] Thinking of you.

NOTE:

Inspiration for the chapter's title:
 

A Perfect Circle - "Thinking Of You" (18+)

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Jiang Cheng was watching his loved one sleep with a smile on his face. He never took the ribbon off that night, far too excited to be able to fall asleep at all. The kisses that Zewu-Jun had peppered his whole body with were still burning all over him, and he was lying very still, marveling at the beauty next to him, amazed by his luck.

His fingertips were caressing the marble skin all over, risking to wake Lan Xichen, but he was obviously so tired that it was just the beautiful eyelashes that fluttered, and he slept on. 

Jiang Wanyin sighed deeply. No matter how hard he tried not to, his mind was going back to some dark alleys and his heart was aching, pounding too fast. He put his hands over his belly and murmured quietly:

- I am waiting. I am waiting for you, baby.

At times, he could swear that he felt slight movement inside himself, but then he would tell himself that it was just his imagination  -  wishful thinking after what the doctor had said when he visited them last. He shuddered; that last visit was... heartbreaking. 

Perhaps he had made a louder sound at the memory of it, because Zewu-Jun stirred, and whispered sleepily:

- Wanyin?

- Go back to sleep, darling.  -  Jiang Cheng turned to him and caressed his face.

- Is it the baby? You can't sleep again?

Two strong hands pulled him in and crashed him in a warm embrace. He smiled, snuggling comfortably.

- Not this time... I am thinking about you.  -  Jiang Wanyin mumbled in his chest.

These words were enough to wake Lan Huan up completely. 

He now grumbled:

- Me? Why would you be doing that in the middle of the night, little one?

- Go back to sleep, Huan... It's nothing.  -  Jiang Cheng buried his face in his shirt, blushing.

- Kitten, how can it be nothing, if it doesn't let you sleep?  –  Lan Xichen frowned.

He tried to remove his husband from his body, but Jiang Cheng was clinging too tight, flushed and embarrassed.

- Kitten?

- Uh... I don't want to talk about it... Huan... Let me...  -  he was struggling to get back and sink into Zewu-Jun's warm body heat.

- Jiang Wanyin!

Lan Xichen sat up in bed, too serious now, and as his lover tried to crawl up and back into his arms, he grabbed his shoulders and kept him at a distance, too resolute to talk to him now. Jiang Cheng was sitting back sheepishly, blushing and looking away.

- Talk to me. What's wrong? I won't be able to sleep if you don't tell me, Wanyin!  –  Zewu-Jun pleaded.

- No... Please... You will be mad at me... Please...  -  Jiang Cheng whimpered.