"I need you to keep sipping that water, all right? The entire bottle."
Jiang Cheng gets up again and roots around the drawer he designates as his
personal snack drawer. The one that Wei Wuxian likes to steal from and
comes back with a packet of biscuits. He wrinkles his nose. The best he can
do on short notice. He opens the package and holds up the chocolate chip
cookie to him.
"Nibble on this. Small bites, all right?"
Once Sizhui takes the cookie, he wipes his hand on his trousers and runs
his fingers through Sizhui's hair again, making sure that his eyes are
focusing and he's relaxing. Jiang Cheng crouches and pulls down Sizhui's
pants, then gingerly peels off the soiled panties before grabbing a tissue
to clean up the mess as best he could. Once Sizhui's mostly clean, he pulls
up the white jeans again, carefully tucking Sizhui in and buttoning him up.
The panties, however, slip into Jiang Cheng's pocket.
no subject
"Maybe," he promises.
He strokes along Sizhui's hair.
"I need you to keep sipping that water, all right? The entire bottle."
Jiang Cheng gets up again and roots around the drawer he designates as his personal snack drawer. The one that Wei Wuxian likes to steal from and comes back with a packet of biscuits. He wrinkles his nose. The best he can do on short notice. He opens the package and holds up the chocolate chip cookie to him.
"Nibble on this. Small bites, all right?"
Once Sizhui takes the cookie, he wipes his hand on his trousers and runs his fingers through Sizhui's hair again, making sure that his eyes are focusing and he's relaxing. Jiang Cheng crouches and pulls down Sizhui's pants, then gingerly peels off the soiled panties before grabbing a tissue to clean up the mess as best he could. Once Sizhui's mostly clean, he pulls up the white jeans again, carefully tucking Sizhui in and buttoning him up. The panties, however, slip into Jiang Cheng's pocket.