angryhearts | Date Night

Date Night

WHO: Xie Lian and Hua Cheng

WHAT: A date between a god and a ghost

WHEN: Near Christmas

WHERE: Around the hotel

NOTES: Content warnings: Things could get NSFW in comments

Xie Lian knows that they have very few options when it comes to what they can do in the hotel in regards to courting but he thought it would be nice for him and Hua Cheng to enjoy something of the kind. He knows that Hua Cheng doesn't really have to eat and that they don't really need to go and do anything special for the both of them to be happy. But given the feeling in the hotel and how everything is so beautifully decorated it just seems like a good time to enjoy even just a casual stroll and enjoy the surroundings.

With all the snow on the ground and trees decorated around the hotel it is as close to walking outside as they could possibly get. He doesn't really have any plans besides spending some time with Hua Cheng and exploring these feelings that have been building up in him.

He looks up at the other man with a smile, "Are you ready to explore, San Lang?"

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It saddens Hua Cheng to hear that he doesn't have any followers and the staff never heard of him.

"You're always the god I remembered in my heart, and in my heart, there's the temple where I always worship you in there." Then softly, "But here, I brought you offerings." He had it all laid out on the altar he made. "There's fruits, chocolates, and candies, so help yourself."

Meanwhile, he did promised him a painting, so he's going to assemble a blank canvas and placed it on a wooden stand. Then he brought up a chair and he filled the bowls of fresh water, and make preparations for his painting with the watercolors of paint and using a brush.

Dipping the brush into the water and paint, he looks over from the canvas. "What kind of drawing you like gege? Your kingdom and the way you are 800 years ago? A favorite animal you like? Give an idea, a dream, and I'll paint out like a vision for you."

"You drew the painting over the alter back home. That is all that this alter is missing. I think that is what would make a perfect painting to finish this off."

Xie Lian still feels a little embarrassed about Hua Cheng painting him but it is exactly what this alter needs.

He settles back down on the mat so he can watch the man work. He hasn't ever actually watched Hua Cheng in his painting process.

"Ah...is that what you wanted gege?" He heard his request like a prayer, and he closes his eyes, having the perfect memory of what Prince Xie Lian used to look like 800 years ago. Then softly, "All right. A portrait of you, my prince for your altar."

It took an hour for him to paint completely from memory from his childhood, but it's his eyes and his face on that day, a moment that he never forgets and burns in his memory and in his soul. The sound of the brush over the canvas as he blends the colors, the splash of the water when he dips the brush, making the colors wet for the perfect blend, and painting him as the Crown Prince Xie Lian.

"I remember that day when you saved me 800 years ago. In the old kingdom of Xianle, a kingdom in the central plains. That day, I couldn't endure my family, so I was thinking of ending my life. But then, I see you for the first time, greeting your people. I'm so dazzled by how radiant you look that I fell from the city walls. I was that youth you saved and catch during an important ceremony. When you caught me, I saw your face for the first time beneath your mask. I have never seen such a beautiful being in my entire life."

He paints slowly, paying attention to the details. "I never forget your face, dianxia. In my heart, you remain beautiful forever."

Eventually, when he finished, he drew the portrait yet again exactly with the same precision and perfection. He turned the canvas around, so that he could see what he sees in him and what he painted.

"This is the way I see you, my love."

He smiles softly but also a little sadly as he listens to Hua Cheng talk about that time. He had ruined the parade and been scolded by his parents for his antics. But he didn't care since he was able to save the boy's life. He never knew their lives would become to entwined.

And perhaps his actions during the parade are exactly what it took to bring ruin to his kingdom...the exile of his family...the hardship that they endured after that. But in a way it all shaped the person he has become. And now that he is by Hua Cheng's side, he feels happier then he has in a long time.

So for that he is also content and he knows there are many things in his life he should have done differently. But he can't take any of it back and so as painful as his life has been, there has just been enough good for him to accept all of it.

"It's beautiful, San Lang. Thank you so much. I'll treasure it." He treasures anything that the man gives him.

Seeing the painting pleases him, seeing Xie Lian happy is all he ever wanted. He doesn't want anything back from him. He could destroy him by destroying his ring and ashes if he wanted. That's how much trust and faith he has in him. It has been 800 years between them, so he doesn't think much of the past, it's history. He only exists for himself and his happiness, and for him, his happiness is a gift, so he happily worships him as his devoted follower.

"Just wait until the paint dries and then I'll hang it up for your altar. It will take all night." He smiles when the painting is finished, he leaves it to dry on the canvas and then washes the paint off his hands by the basin.

"Your temple it needs light." Taking a deep breath, he has spiritual energy even if it's diminished by a few levels, it's all he needs. He forms his silver butterflies to flutter around the room, some landed on the wall and on the bed, and on Xie Lian's head and shoulders, lighting up his temple like stars against darkness.

He smiles as he sees the butterflies. With most of their abilities taken from then it is a relief to see them looking so healthy. It is good to know that they can get them back for awhile. Not that he really has any abilities that they could take.

"I'm glad you were able to get these back."

He likes the butterflies and they have proven to be very useful many times. Even when it seems like they are just casually around, they are actually being very useful by observing things for their boss.

"My butterflies are glad to see you too, your highness."

Xie Lian looks so beautiful and dignified as he intended to cover him with his butterflies. He vows never to leave him ever again and make him happy in this world and back to their home. He uses a poker to start the fireplace to warm up his room of a temple, the heat gets hotter.

He comes closer to him and cups his face, so he can gaze into his eyes as the butterflies flutter and lands around his hair and shoulders. He looks so happy.

He cups his chin, looking into his eyes. "Gege. Your temple now has light. It needs warmth. Is the fireplace warm enough for you?"

"The fire is definitely warm enough. You don't have to fuss over me so much." Xie Lian is used to much harsher conditions. The snow that was under his feet hardly even noticeable considering what he has lived through in those 800 years. The mat in this room even a little more comfortable then the one back at home. Apparently they couldn't replicate everything with perfection. The hotel couldn't help but make it better.

"You can sit down and relax."

It's not like San Lang's room. There are no chairs, no comfortable seating. Only the little mat that they have shared so many nights on.

The heat from the fire makes the temple more warmer and cozy. It's a little mat, but it was comfortable. So that's where he's going to sit down side by side with him to talk, relax, and keep him company.

"Gege. You come and sit with me too." He holds onto his hand tugging and pulling him along so he could relax by his side on the mat too.

He settles next to Hua Cheng and looks into the fire, "Do you think that the others back home have noticed we are missing?" Perhaps not considering Xie Lian has been gone for far longer then the ghost king. And certainly Hua Cheng would have noticed him gone. But then again...the man had been gone so perhaps time really has passed.

He's quiet, allowing him to contemplate to the fire and think about their home. Hua Cheng may care little about what happened, for wherever his highness is, that's where he preferred to be. Even if his ashes destroy by him, so be it.

"I think not gege." He said honestly. "But do you miss home and everyone? Would you preferred to go back?"

"Of course home would be better, wouldn't it? Not that this place is bad...but we were kidnapped from what we know. Whatever the reason for it is, it would feel better to be returned."

He is happy that Hua Cheng is here with him now but he would prefer they were together back home.

"Gege…" He doesn't want his god to be sad and feel lonely. He too preferred to go back home with him.

He's going to wrap his arms around his waist and encourages him to curl up with him. His form is solid and real, so it's definitely a hug he deserved, and a reminder that he does have a faithful follower who believes in him, devote his life to him, and loves him unconditionally, and that he isn't alone.

"I will never leave your side. I will help you return home. I swear it."

He lays his head against him and relaxes in his arms. "Thank you, San Lang. It makes it easier to be here now that you are here too."

He is grateful for that and he hopes that together they can find a way to get back to their actual temple and the people of their world who might be noticing their absence.

He doesn't want to be thanked. But it's appreciated. "Home is better." His god is trapped, displaced, and alone. He wants him to realize it doesn't have to lonely. He is willing to stay by his side until they find a way back home. Together.

He caressed his cheek with the back of his hand and then cupped his face. In the quiet, darkness of the room in his temple, the only light from the glowing fire in the fireplace. He looks into his eyes, "I love you gege." He whispered lovingly.

He feels drawn into Hua Cheng's eyes, drowning inside of them as he has so many times before. As long as he is able to look into those eyes he knows that he can endure anything. Because it means that Hua Cheng is with him.

"I love you too..." He says softly, knowing that these words are the greatest truth he has ever known.

He makes sure that he is able to endure anything, giving him the strength he needs during hopeless and despair times when he's at the lowest point of his lives. For he truly knows intimately how much he endures through their long lives. His eyes turn soft, a warm liquid as he lets his feelings be known and letting him feel the tender emotions.

But at the same, he wants him to know it's okay to not endure everything on his own. "Gege, I missed you very much." He squeezed his cheeks.

Slowly, very slowly he wraps an arm around him in his sweet embraces, cupping his face lovingly. "You're very tender and soft, gege. Do you want to kiss me? Just forget everything and make love with me tonight?"

His eyes widen slightly and he feels his face heat up at the question. All these years of chastity and Hua Cheng asks so easily if he wants to just toss them all away. And yet...he doesn't feel all that hesitant about it and perhaps that is the most shocking piece of it all.

But he already doesn't have any spiritual energy and every ounce of cultivation has been pulled from his body by this place. Even if he does have sex, perhaps it won't really matter what kind of toll it would take on him.

"Y-yes...I would like to."

Hua Cheng has some spiritual energy. It's not a lot, but it's more than enough than an average human. He tenderly caresses his face, looking into his eyes.

"Okay, I'm going to kiss you. Close your eyes." Once Xie Lian does so, he tilts his head aside and gently kisses him on the lips, soft and light.

He feels his heart race as he returns the kiss, tentative at first but then with a little more confidence. He realizes how happy it makes him to be in Hua Cheng's arms, to feel those hands against his face in a way that is so tender compared to how the other gods have described the ghost king.

He lives to make him happy. If anything, he hopes his love and affections, which he is all too happily gives to help ease his loneliness and distract his mind a bit.

"Gege..." His lips are warm, his touch is real as he wraps gege in his arms as he kisses him softly and lightly, slow and sensual. One kiss, followed by several in suit.

"San Lang.." He gasps out breathlessly in between kisses. He feels a little overwhelmed by all the affection but in a good way. "You make me feel very happy." He never thought there would be days where he would feel this loved.

"Gege..." Hua Cheng continues to kiss him, gentle, light and then presses more, passionate and deeper, and teasing him, curling his tongue around to taste him, feel his gasps, and fill him warmly with his spirit energy.

"Tell me how to make you happy, so you will never feel alone again." He parts the kiss to give him a break and wraps his arms gently around his waist to hold him close.

"As long as Hua Cheng stays by my side I'll never be unhappy." He will always feel completely enveloped by the man's love. He holds him close, looking up at him lovingly. He doesn't need anything but this to be happy. His needs are simple.

"As long as you need me when you want me, then I'll stay by your side." Until the very end. He kisses him slowly and when the kiss breaks, he smiles at him and squeezes his hand. Going slow, to make sure he's comfortable before he proceeds as his god is sacred to him.

"Good?" He's going to brush his cheek with his hand, that face he memorized and carved in his statues, and getting him acquainted with his touch.

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