JINGREN IS LIFE (sorry but not sorry)

lovers from the past

(Congrats to me for my first serious chapter title
btw, it's literally their song😭).

After that sweet night, Blade went back with Kafka for some matters, but he promised he would've come back. It felt nice to wake up in the morning in each other's arms.
Jingyuan, on the other hand, was called to investigate on Phantalia's whereabouts.

«Will you really come back?»

Jingyuan slowly opened his eyes, trying to remember what happened.

Oh, Phantalia, that bitch.
Thinking she could have his body like nothing. But in the end, he struggled against her will, before falling in Dan Heng's arms.
It was all like a big dream: having Blade at his side and Dan Heng helping him.
Like the old times.

Even if Phantalia wasn't able to transfer her spirit to his body, he felt it has been damaged. But he had to act like nothing happened and stand against the big enemy of the Hunt.

«I'm still alive...», he even joked about his physical condition, before actually feeling dizzy.

«General, keep those eyes open, now's not the time to fall asleep!»

But he had already fainted.

His head ached and his eyes were bleary, and a deaf sound was coming from his ears.
Jingyuan knew he had slept for a long time.
He slowly moved his head to the side, seeing Bailu going around his room, with his hands full of packages and medicines.

He then heard a far sound, slowly clearing: «Jingyuan?»

Oh, there was Blade too. He slowly looked at him, and was surprised: Blade looked really worried, and his eyes were like snow globes.

When Blade came to know the risks Jingyuan had passed, he felt he could've lose him again.
Thank god it didn't happen, and he won't make it happen ever again.
Blade could be even Jingyuan's guard dog, if that would be useful.

«Jingyuan... are you okay? Do you feel hurt somewhere?» He tried to smile, holding his hand tight.

Jingyuan smiled back, not knowing how to answer. His heart felt bitter again.
He felt the panic before closing his eyes, leaving Blade alone and marastruck.
He has promised to help him out.

He coughed. «I'm fine, don't worry».

Blade slowly hugged him, carefully. «But I worry. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. Again, I wasn't there. If I was with you, you would've been so hurt now...».

The smile on Jingyuan's face faded.
«Blade... It felt so bad... I felt alone...
Dan Heng didn't talk to me... what did I do?»

Blade felt bad for Jingyuan. If it was him he probably would've killed someone from the madness. He thought, how could people not feel each other, how could none say: "if I was him I'll..."?

It wasn't so difficult, but still...

He kept hugging Jingyuan, trying to comfort him a little. «Jingyuan, don't worry, now I'm with you...».

«Why is Dan Heng not willing to talk to us? Does he still felt guilty or...?» Jingyuan rested his chin on Blade shoulder, before letting go of him.

«Jingyuan, I don't know... he's acting childishly...».

«He has his own reasons...». Jingyuan whispered, but then remembered how the two treated each other and shut himself.

But as they were like this, Blade heard some footsteps coming from the hallway.
He then noticed the scent on Jingyuan's clothes: familiar and unmistakable, the one that he was used to, but that now could only annoy him.