JINGREN IS LIFE (sorry but not sorry)

and they fucked (up)

(tw: some angst)

The little package was wrapped in a soft and colored paper.
What was in the box wasn't important now, as he knocked at Jingyuan's room. Actually, he didn't remember much, but he knew it was the moment where it all started.

Blade knocked again. «Jingyuan, it's me...»
He then opened the door, peeking inside: Jingyuan's room was really big and bright, with traditional furnishings; the wide window was opened and the light was flickering through it.
Jingyuan was practicing with his sword taff, drawing clear cuts in the air.
Blade smiled softly, as he kept looking at Jingyuan's back, and then he entered.

«Xing-gege...». Jingyuan turned and smiled at the other.

Blade placed the packet on the wood desk and stayed still, looking at Jingyuan's moves. «This is from your master...».

Jingyuan turned again and looked at the package. «Thank you, Yingxing. I'll take a look after I finish my training.»

Jingyuan was covered in sweat as his ponytail was almost untied, and he was wearing only the inner clothes. He was around 19, now.

Blade supported himself on the desk and kept standing there for some minutes, admiring the sword's swings through the light.
He was the one teaching Jingyuan when his master wasn't there.

«How is it?» Jingyuan hummed, still moving.

Blade didn't answer first, then came behind Jingyuan's back and stretched his arms to correct a position that wasn't right, as he pulled Jingyuan's wrist a little more higher.

Jingyuan looked at his hands correcting him and then turned to look at Blade directly. There was a strange spark in his eyes and Blade couldn't help but keep looking at him.
Jingyuan turned fully at him and wrapped his arms around his waist as Blade didn't move.

Blade couldn't look away and stared intensily at Jingyuan's eyes, thinking with astonishment that they were so magnetic that he wasn't able to move.
«...»

Jingyuan smiled tenderly and leaned to kiss him. Blade couldn't find the energy to get away as he let the other kiss him as much as he liked.
Jingyuan, enraptured by the feeling, let go of his sword, which fell on the ground with a heavy noise.
But he didn't care as he kept kissing Blade.

When he stopped to look at Blade, the other was flustered, but still showed a cold expression. «Jingyuan...»

Jingyuan smirked «Yingxing, master, can't you be good to me like you always did?»

«Don't act foolishly, Jingyuan...». Blade gritted his teeth, but he knew he lost all his energies, because that feeling on his lips recalled him old memories.
But as soon as he started to scold him, Jingyuan covered his mouth with his mouth.

After some moments, a servant came knocking at the door. «Little master, is it all alright?»

Jingyuan's eyes never left Blade's as he answered with a made-up voice: «Yeah, my hand slipped, sorry».

Blade wanted to shout just to get away from that embarrassing situation, but he didn't want to be in trouble with a kid.

There was a moment of silence before the servant answered: «Okay, sorry to have bothered you», and then he left quickly.

Blade looked at Jingyuan, who was still a little smaller than him, as the other removed the hand from his mouth.

«Don't even try to-» Blade couldn't even finish as he got interrupted by another kiss. He tried to step back, but Jingyuan held him firmly.

«Jingyuan, don't test my patience».

Jingyuan looked at him, as he got more into and he was getting more and more confident. «Oh come on, I know you want this too» he whispered in his ear.