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

[144.] Fold, unfold, repeat.

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Jiang Wanyin entered the hot water, biting his lip  –  their housekeeper was right  –  he had grown bigger. He sighed deeply and tried, once again, to sit in Zewu-Jun's lap, but it was uncomfortable and kind of difficult to turn at all. He growled a little and turned around, turning his back to his flushed husband, and sat between his now open legs.

- Uh... Wanyin... Are you comfortable now, little one?  –  he laughed, amused at the time Jiang Cheng was taking to get settled inside the bath.

- Goddammit.  –   he hissed.

- Hmmm.  –  he hummed.  –  Perhaps we need to get a bigger bath-tub?  –   he said thoughtfully.

- Ha! Are you saying I am too fat now?!  -  Jiang Cheng grumbled, turning his head sharply, angry now.  –  It will all be over in a couple of months! After that I plan to look...like... before.  –  he stumbled.

- Oh, honey! I just want you to be comfortable, little one...  -  Lan Huan hugged him from behind, wrapping his arms around his belly, and now caressing it gently.  –  Not fat, darling... No...

- No need for a new bath!  -  Jiang Wanyin snapped, frowning  –  there was no room for his legs, and it wasn't comfortable.  At all.  –  Little one... Ha!  –  he grumbled unhappily.

- But, honey...  -  Lan Xichen said gently, risking for his lover's wrath to escalate.  –  But what about...

- Mmm?  -  Jiang Cheng finally relaxed, his legs perched on the edges of the tub, and sticking outside the bath, leaning his back into Lan Huan's chest.

- Ummm...  -  Zewu-Jun ventured.  –  Kitten, we talked about... I thought we wanted... Well, the both of us...  -  he stuttered, blushing severely.

- Spit it out.  -  Jiang Cheng said tiredly.  –  I just cannot turn around to face you and pull the words out of your pretty mouth!

- Uh...  -  he chuckled nervously a little.  –  Wanyin, I thought we were going to... you know... have more than one. So a bigger bath... I don't know... Perhaps...

- More than one...  -  Sandu Shengshou's exhausted brain was trying to make sense of this word soup. He blinked a couple of times, feeling, rather than seeing, how flushed Zewu-Jun was: the heat was coming off from him in waves. How was it that he was always so warm!?

- Wanyin...  -  his voice was begging.

- Zewu-Jun...  -  Jiang Wanyin gasped suddenly. 

Of course.  More than one child.

He placed his palms over Lan Xichen's warm hands on his belly. He really, really wanted to be able to turn around and kiss him right at that moment. His eyes filled up with easy tears, and he murmured gently:

- Come...  

Lan Xichen understood. He got out of the water, letting his husband adjust and sit back, and then got back in, kneeling between his legs now. They were staring at each other, flushed and warm, smiling shyly. 

Jiang Cheng took his face in his hands and brought it to his lips to kiss, finally.  Zewu-Jun moaned a little, the kiss was slow and sweet, and he was so relieved that Sandu Shengshou was not angry right now.

- You still want to?  -  Jiang Cheng whispered breathlessly.

Lan Huan nodded, smiling.

- A bigger bath it is, then.  -  Jiang Wanyin's eyes were burning, but his heart was so full that he thought all his life now was an incredible dream.

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The room was so warm that that night they slept naked. Jiang Cheng was far too happy to sink into its embrace, the scent and warmth of the room hugged him and lulled him to sleep, and the softness of the bed after days of sleeping on stiff hard beds and seats was a blessing. 

Zewu-Jun was hugging his back, pressing him to himself all the time, and the touch of their naked skin was a thing that both of them had not realized until now they had been missing during these winter months, not to mention the weeks in which they were separated.

Lan Xichen was far too happy to stay awake long after his exhausted husband had fallen asleep, and keep his hands on his belly  –  as Jiang Cheng often complained, their baby never cared about bedtimes, and was quite active, quite often, all night long. 

He was smiling broadly, enjoying the strong kicks on his open palms. This baby was going to be a remarkable cultivator, he was certain of it! For a moment there, he wondered how Jiang Wanyin must be feeling, with this energetic baby dancing all over his liver and kidneys and bladder. 

No wonder he was so moody. 

Well... Moodier.