#chen drabble

[seineko]

lan wangji and lan sizhui's relationship isn't discussed enough!

a-yuan was the reason lan wangji lived and i will stand by it as long as i have to.

i'm not talking about living in a physical sense. he would've done so being the light bearer he is, but the peerless hanguang-jun lost his light the second he knew wei wuxian breathed his last.

hanguang-jun was just that, a light bearer, not the source of it. he was the moon that depended on the sun to provide it to the people, but he already lost his sun.

he probably would've gotten sucked into the black hole that was left behind after his star died that he did not realize there was another sun right beside it until he heard the faint cries of a child.

a-yuan. (he was the sun that the last of qishan wen couldn't even hope to be.)

it's the ways in which lan wangji and sizhui's interactions are so subtly domestic that melts my heart completely.

the relationship they share that of a guardian-ward, of a father-son.

the way sizhui (along with jingyi and a few other lan juniors) scream 'hanguang-jun!' and are able to smile while being held hostage really says a lot about both the trust they have in him and how safe they feel around him.

sizhui saying that feels as if he has nothing to fear or worry about, so long as lan wangji or wei wuxian were around. the bone deep trust that he has that he will be safe if he's around either of them even if he was in the middle of a literal death trap had me pause for a few seconds to let myself bawl out.

it's in the way sizhui so willingly and so enthusiastically interacts with lan wangji while everyone around him (except a few of the lan juniors) are scared witless to even breathe the same air as him. even the lan juniors don't seem to have the ease that sizhui has. (okay, this may probably be me over reading into it, but i really did feel that way while reading.)

and, my favorite interaction, sizhui encountering that lan wangji buried a-yuan in a pile of rabbits will never ever make me stop smiling like an idiot.

they have one of the healthiest parent-child relationship i've seen and i so, so long for it.

it's as surprising as it is devastating how less they're talked about. a crime really.

[geoxstxrs]

I'm curious, reblog this post with your favorite ninja gi / suit and why

Mine is hunted because I LOVEEE the post apocalyptic / wasteland vibe!! I also hatee that the ninja have the same gi all the time, so im so happy that hunted stylized it with each ninja

[dreamerrgirl]

Chenford + 'were you jealous of Noah?'

"Were you jealous of Noah?"

Tim frowned, looking down at the dark-haired woman who was currently curled up in his arms, her head resting against his chest. "Didn't you already ask me this?"

"Well yeah," Lucy admitted, a small smile on her face. "But I asked you that in front of Noah; I wasn't sure if your answer would change when it was just you and me."

"Do you want me to be jealous of him?" Tim asked, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. Lucy tried to hide it, but Tim could see the slight embarrassment on her face as she nuzzled her head closer against his neck. "You do, don't you!"

"No I- I don't know," Lucy laughed, a slight blush coloring her cheeks. "Maybe a little."

Tim shook his head. "Is there a reason I should be?"

"No, no, definitely not!"

"I thought girls didn't like it when guys got jealous," Tim pointed out, pulling back slightly to get a better look at her face, his eyebrows raised.

"Well generally we don't, especially when guys are too over the top about it and it's coming from a place of distrust, but a small amount of jealousy every once in awhile never hurts." Biting her lip, she added, "It's actually kinda hot- shows that you care, you know."

"Is that so?" Tim asked, smirking down at her. "Well then, you're dating the right guy I guess."

At her curious look, Tim elaborated, "Of course I was a little bit jealous; I'd be crazy not to be. He was giving you waaay too many compliments, and that 'hot pants' joke?"

"It's really not what you think," she laughed.

Tim shook his head. "Whatever. Point is, yeah, I didn't love watching you work with him, but at the end of the day, he's the one who should be jealous of me. I mean, c'mon," he said, gesturing to her with a smile. "I'm the one who gets to come home with you every night."

A big smile broke out over Lucy's face, and before he knew it, she was leaning up to steal a kiss from him, Tim feeling the smile on her lips as they pressed against his own.

"That's very true," Lucy murmured against his mouth.

Unable to help himself, Tim stole another feather light kiss from her before pulling back, stretching his arm behind his head, the picture of nonchalance. "Plus," he added slyly, "when he made 'that Bradford' comment, I couldn't help but think you were talking about me at UC school."

He tried, and failed, to keep the smirk off his face as she opened her mouth in surprise. "Were you pining over me, Lucy Chen?"

"I most definitely was not!" she declared, but the look on her face said otherwise.

"Mhmm," he hummed, unconvinced, holding his arms up in a half-hearted attempt to shield himself as she swatted at him, her body leaning over his as they engaged in a fake wrestling match. Somehow, her lips ended up finding his again, and this time, Tim wasn't about to let them go.

[summerongrand]

It's Lucy Chen's first Mother's Day.

In the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, Tim bustled quietly in the kitchen, his heart brimming with anticipation. Expertly eyeballing ingredients into a large bowl, he prepared a breakfast fit for a hotshot: fluffy blueberry matcha pancakes with fresh berries, and decaf chai.

As he arranged the breakfast tray with care, Tim couldn't help but reflect on the journey that had led them here. Lucy and he had weathered unimaginable losses, yet emerged stronger. And now, as they awaited the arrival of their daughter, their hearts overflowed with gratitude for the miracle of new life. Neither had really dared to entertain the idea of parenthood until now.

Lucy's choice of their daughter's first and middle name, a tribute to a resilient little girl who had touched her heart at work, and a nod to her beloved grandmother Anna, spoke symbolic volumes of the strength that she wanted to instill in her daughter.

When Tim first met Anna, it all clicked for him. He knew exactly where his Boot got her tenacity from. Over time, Lucy shared with him that Anna gave her the confidence to stand up to bullies who made fun of her for being Chinese and supported her as she became a cop even as Vanessa had hesitations. Tim was at first a little intimidated by Anna because she's tough, loves fiercely, and could've whipped Tom Bradford into shape, according to his wife. He also has an immense appreciation for Anna, for all the adversity that she had to go through and overcome, to create a better world for people like his wife and their future kids - his family.

As he made a smiley face out of strawberries and bananas for Lucy's pancake, his phone lit up with a text from Anna:

I couldn't have asked for a better dad for my great-granddaughter.

With breakfast ready and a smile tugging at his lips thanks to his grandma-in-law, Tim made his way to their bedroom, where Lucy lay snuggled under the covers, still asleep. He gently woke her with a kiss and set her breakfast tray on her nightstand.

"Happy Mother's Day, Lucy."

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+1: here's an AI-generated photo of a Chenford baby using actual photos of Tim and Lucy.

[morathicain]

Did I rewatch some Kiseki while crafting school supplies today? Yes. Did their first night make me want to write? Also yes. Did I continue my wip? No. But I wrote this and while I don't know if I'll write more to it, I had this need to get into Chen Yi's head for the scene and well, I am half asleep and have no idea if it's worth anything but it's out there, so please enjoy ;)

Ai Di.

Chen Yi blinked slowly, his gaze unfocused but that was Ai Di in front of him. Distant but close and a little hazy, blonde hair falling into his face.

Chen Yi’s throat felt a little dry as he wanted to reach out and touch him, make sure it was Ai Di and not a dream.

He wanted to call him, wanted to ask what was wrong, wanted to … wait, what?

The face in front of him came into focus and Chen Yi frowned as he stared and recognised the tears in Ai Di’s eyes, the look of sorrow and pain.

A surge of care shook Chen Yi, made him realise more details about himself, about them.

Ai Di was naked and he was so, too, his skin hot and his heartbeat racing.

It felt new but it felt right and distant words came back into his mind like a long forgotten memory.

“The only one who will ever see you, is me.”

A shudder went through him and his breath came to a halt.

“You told me you would keep watching me”, he said, his mouth forming words on its own as he could only feel and react and reach, following this strange but secure urge in his veins, the pull towards Ai Di.

Chen Yi had no time to think, all he could do was act on his impulses, on what he wanted and needed right now. His heart had been slain open until it bled and his hopes had been destroyed until there was nothing left aside from shards and ashes.

“He will never notice you.”

The words came back and the reality of them would have been crushing, had been crushing, if there wasn’t Ai Di’s hazy face in front of him, a tear rolling down his cheek and dropping down onto Chen Yi’s own right now.

Something was wrong and Chen Yi needed to make it right.

Drawing a heavy breath, Chen Yi reached up to cup Ai Di’s face, to pull him down against his lips, welcoming him with an urgent kiss, a comforting kiss. Because it was the only way to tell Ai Di right now: All will be well.

And it felt real, so real and right, to have Ai Di’s weight on top of him. To feel his fingers against his skin, to be a victim to his crushing hug, the tiny waist between his hands.

“I’m here”, he promised with another kiss, fingers trailing alongside the choker.

“It’s okay”, he reassured with tender touches, as if Ai Di could vanish into the hazy fog any second again.

“No need to cry”, he wished as he let Ai Di take the lead and gave him all he had to give with a burning heart and a body aflame.

[harus-simp]

Waking them up with kisses

Jay, Zhang Hao, Kum Junhyeong,Chen Kuan Jui, Matthew

Genre: pure fluff

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Jay

☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆

It was a typical Sunday morning and you woke up by rays of sunlight hitting your face. When you opened your eyes slowly you saw Jay sleeping peacefully besides you. You stopped and couldn't help yourself but admire his features. From his long lashes to his pouty lips. But you specially glanced at his lips, looking so kissable and tempting, so you just leaned in and gave him a sweet short peck on his lips.

As short as it was when you pulled away you could see Jay's soft smile. When he opened his eyes and saw you blushing and covering your face he pulled you to his embrace and hugged you ever so softly.

"Morning princess" he said with his groggy voice as he kissed you again.

"Morning" you responded giggling by his behaviour and returning his kiss.

"Can we stay here for at least 15 more minutes?"he asked

You just nodded as he snuggled in the crook of your neck giving it little pecks from time to time and just enjoying your presence.

Zhang Hao

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You had been having lots of nightmares recently that kept you from sleeping and resting properly and today wasn't an exception. You woke up trembling and feeling a little bit shaken. You looked to your side and found Zhang Hao facing the other side of the bed, and while you didn't want to wake him up your nightmares made you feel so frightened that you needed someone to comfort you, and unfortunately he was the only one who could do it at that moment.

"Baby"you whispered softly so he could hear you

...Nothing, you tried again "Hao" you whispered a little bit louder this time, but still nothing. You even tried shacking him gently so he could wake up but it wasn't effective either.

When you were about to give up you thought of something else. You decided to give him little pecks all through his face, but still softly so you didn't scare him that much.

"Hmm?"he muttered with his eyes half opened. "Sorry to disturb you baby but it's just I couldn't sleep due to my nightmares so I just wanted a hug?" you rambled making Hao a little bit worried as you were shacking slightly.

"Hey, you don't disturb me at all babe. If you ever need something just ask for it, now come on here"he said as he pulled you closer and hugged you tightly as he kissed your forehead and rocked you to sleep.

Kum Junhyeon

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You and Junhyeon had just came from shopping all morning for decorations for the house as you both had moved in together recently. When you got home the first thing he did was go straight to your bed and throw himself at it.

"Ahhhhh, I'm so tireeeeedddd"he said

"Yahh be careful, I don't want you to ruin my bed!"

Although this didn't stop your boyfriend from being dorky and doing his own thing. As it was getting a lil bit late you decided to cook some ramen as it was fat to cook and wouldn't take you much time to do it.

When you finally finished you served it into bows for you to enjoy and proceeded to call for Junhyeon.

"Babe, the food's ready" you said raising your voice, but it was to not avail as you didn't receive any response. Knowing well he wouldn't react unless you gave him some attention you decided to take matter into your own hands and searched for him. When you enter your bedroom you found him napping ever so calm, which was a really rare sight to you. You smiled fondly at the image and took a picture to capture the momen.

But then you remembered you still has to it so you decided to wake him up.

"Hyeonie we have to eat, wake up"

Receiving no response you decided to make the process faster so you started spreading little kissed all through his face. You did this for about 30 seconds, but he didn't move an inch. However you did see a little simple creeping on his face as your sweet gesture filled him with warmth and happiness.

"Well then, you don't need any more kisses I see"

"Nooooo"he suddenly grabbed your waist preventing you from going away

"Were you actually pretending to sleep so I could kiss you? Unbelievable"

"Yeah I did, so what? Now come here and show more love to your baby" he said as he puckered his lips in search of yours.

"Nooooo, let's eat first I'm hungryyyy,...please?"🥺

"...Alright" 🙄

Chen Kuan Jui

♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡

(Yes I'm making for him as well since I see no one giving him the attention he deserves😤😤😤)

You and Chen Kuan Jui had met back in high school as you both were classmates but it wasn't until you both entered your dance academy in college that you took notice of each other. After some months you had built a really nice and comfortable relation were you could talk about anything and everything. Slowly but firmly you both started developing feelings for one another as you could no longer be only friends. That take us to the present, 4 months into your relationship as a really nice and bubbly couple.

Today you where visiting him in his practice as you didn't share any schedules together. It was 8 p.m and by that time everyone had went home except you two, who were goofing around and dancing to girl group songs, the actual choreography long forgotten.

"Alright, we should definitely take a break here" you commented as you decided to go to drink some water.

"Okay sunshine" he said as he sat resting his back on the mirror and flashing you a smile as you went through the door. However as time passes and you didn't return our bird boy (yes I did that) started to feel kinda sleepy, all his hard work paying off and making him take a quick nap before you came eventually.

As you entered the room and watched that scene, you felt butterflies making their way to your stomach making you feel flattered and cosy.

You decided to watch him from up closer and plant a little kiss on his cheek as you noticed him waking up with a cheeky grin on his face

"You kinda missed there sugar"

"Huh" you asked confused

He then puckered his lips to make you aware of his intention and making you giggle on the process.

"Ay don't be silly!" You responded, but seeing as he had trapped you in his arms and how he continued with his game you knew that until you gave him a proper kiss he wouldn't budge an inch, so you just gave him what he wanted to show him your love and continue with your fun night kind of date thing <3

Matthew

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It was a rainy and stormy day, and it didn't seem to be improving at the moment. You and Matthew were going to have a date to a nearby cafe, but the weather didn't seem to be on your side that day so you wrote to him to cancel it :((. You decided to just lay on your bed and watch Netflix for the rest of the day, however certain someone wasn't gonna let your date go to waste.

You suddenly heard someone knock on your door as you were about to make yourself comfortable. As you opened the door you saw Matthew standing by your door frame all soaked up and with a bag full of snacks.

"Hey babe"he greeted you with that characteristic smile of his. "Hey, what are you doing standing there, you'll catch a cold!"

"Hehe sorry, I still wanted that date despite the weather" You giggled at his antics and invited him in.

After he took a shower and changed to new clothes you both decided to cuddle to warm yourselves up. (You were the big spoon as he enjoys just laying on top of you and listening to your heartbeat) .You decided to watch a movie, although you both kept talking about your day and random stuff.

You soon heard snores coming from your chest and following the sweet sound you saw him sleeping peacefully.

Your smile didn't took long to appear and make you giggle softly as you didn't want to disturb him.

After an hour or so your arms started to feel numb so you decided to wake him up by giving him little kisses on his head. You started of slowly and progressively fasten your pace when delivering them. This made Matthew not only wake up, but scrunch his nose and smile softly.

"Hehe it tickles" "Matth I want to keep cuddling but would you mind standing up for a while?My arms are starting to feel numb" "Yeah sure" he said standing up. Later you returned to your previous position and kept cuddling for the rest of the day.

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[ameliagiovanna0]

Feel Your Kiss On Me

Title from For You by Liam Payne and RIta Ora

Requested by @whiskeyloverbae ​ , thank you! 💕

“Tim has a hickey and he thinks it’s hidden by his collar but Angela calls him out on it. “

“Lucy!” Tim called from the bathroom.

“What?” Lucy returned, coming around the corner from her bedroom.

He couldn’t help but rake his eyes over her in the kimono and sleep shorts she wore, her hair wound messily on top of her head.

He grumbled, remembering he was trying to be pissed at her, and gestured to his neck and the purplish mark forming there.

“Oops,” she posited, but the mischievous grin that spread across her features betrayed her.

“Lucy, we have work today! What am I supposed to do with this?”

“I’ll go put a spoon in the freezer,” she tucked her lips between her teeth, trying to suppress her laughter.

Lucy rounded the corner once again, wrapping her arms around his waist as he dragged a razor through the shaving cream on his face.

She pressed her lips to his bare back, “You adding to the mess you’ve created?”

She smiled against his skin, “I wasn’t planning on it, but now that you mention it,” she chortled as she nipped at his shoulder.

“Luce!” he tried not to laugh, trying desperately to be mad at her, “We share a locker room!”

“Oh, like it’s the first time one of you’s had a mark.”

“It’s a hickey, Luce. I have a reputation.”

He tapped the razor in the sink before turning around in her arms to her raised eyebrow, “We both know that went out the window when you met me.”

“You’re impossible,” he said as his hand found the sides of her face. 

Tim wore a collared shirt into the station, forgoing his usual henley in hopes of hiding the mark his girlfriend left the night before, the frozen spoon not doing much to dull the offensive color. He put his white undershirt on and then uniform top on as fast as humanly possible, hoping none of the other officers noticed. He adjusted the collar in the mirror on the inside of his locker door and hoped it would stay in place all day.

“I should’ve starched these,” he complained to himself.

He left the locker room, seemingly unscathed. Angela asked him to see her when he came in for the day, so he made his way to her desk with two cups of coffee.

“Ange,” he set her cup in front of her.

“Hey, she greeted, “Thanks. The name Dennis Rand ring any bells?”

“Jesus,” he groaned as he balanced his arm on his duty belt.

“I’ll take that as a ‘yes?’”

“I’ve arrested him maybe ten times over the years. Why?”

“He managed to get invol–”

Tim turned his head at the sound of glass shattering on the other side of the bullpen.

“Damnit, Smitty!” Angela barked before he even made it into her field of view.

“I’m sorry! It just slipped out of my hands!”

“Clean it up! That’s the third one this week!” she finally braved a glance at the mess of broken porcelain and coffee on the floor. 

Angela looked up, Tim’s head still pulled in the direction of Smitty dejectedly slinking toward the janitor’s closet.

“Timothy…”

His body stiffened as she stood up. It was never good when she used his full name.

He turned toward her, “Yes, Angela?”

She pinched the collar of his shirt, pulling it away from his body and laughing like a maniac. He rolled his eyes at her antics.

“Tim,” she managed to get out between snorts, “Is that a hickey?”

“I’m going to kill her,” he griped.

Angela simply laughed harder, nearly doubling over, having to brace herself with a hand on the edge of her desk.

“Are you done?” he asked when she managed to stand up straight again.

“Oh, no. Not even close.” 

“You two have fun last night?” She giggled again, “Oh, lemme guess. You bet on who could list the most penal codes in sixty seconds, and this was your punishment for losing?”

“No, wait! Lucy decided that she’d had enough of other women hitting on you, so she finally decided to do something about it?”

Tim blushed. This is not the conversation he’d envisioned for his Monday morning.

“No, no, I got it. Were you misbehaving?”

“I have work to do,” he turned to walk away.

“No, Tim, wait!” she tried not to laugh again. 

He turned around only long enough to flip her the bird.

“Your life would be so boring without me!”

He shook his head, a reluctantly amused smile on his face as he made his way to his office. He kind of hated her for it, but it was just Angela’s way of showing affection.

Sitting behind his own desk, Tim placed his coffee down when his phone buzzed in his pocket.

A: Dennis Rand, asshole. I needed info

T: Maybe you shouldn’t have made fun of me then 

A: whatever, I’ll just ask Lucy. Among other things 😁

T: I hate you both

A: You love us

Tim shot a text off to the woman in question.

T: in case you didn’t hear the cackling coming from the bullpen, Angela found the monstrosity you left on my neck 

T: Maybe I should return the favor tonight

L: don’t threaten me with a good time bradford 

He chuckled, setting his phone down. 

This was going to be a long day.

[kanerallels]

Chenford + Christmas Magic, please?

PERFECT Chenford song ten out of ten!!

“I know I shouldn’t be surprised,” Lucy said, “but seriously? You don’t like Michael Buble?”

Shaking his head, Tim said, “He’s overhyped. I don’t get the excitement. He’s no Nat King Cole, that’s all I’m saying.”

This made Lucy start laughing. Shaking her head, she said, “You are such an old curmudgeon sometimes.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Tim rolled his eyes, unable to hold back a smile despite himself. Because even with the relentless teasing, spending Christmas with Lucy was way better than some of the past Christmases he’d had. Even when he was with Isabel, their schedules had kept them so busy that a lot of Christmases had been lonely. After they’d split up, it had only gotten worse.

Now— in Lucy’s apartment, a small tree sparkling in the corner and the smell of baking cookies coming from the oven— Tim could barely imagine life back then. He was luckier than he could begin to describe. So instead of trying, he just dropped a kiss against Lucy’s temple, warmth spreading through his chest.

[mins-fins]

❝ BOYFRIEND TEXTS! ❞

ggang team x gn!reader

genre :: fluff, crack

warnings :: swearing, drinking, one sexual joke

❝ CHEN JIANYU! ❞

❝ LEE SEUNGHWAN! ❞

❝ LEE JEONGHYEON! ❞

❝ KUM JUNHYEON! ❞

❝ MUN JUNGHYUNG! ❞

[fallen-gravity]

A few days after the whole ideal, Molly can be seen parading around downtown. She's got an arm wound all the way around Ollie, and every few minutes or so she cups her hand over her mouth and shouts You see this, Brighton? This boy's all mine!

Scratch, worrying she may still be suffering side effects, approaches her.

"I thought I only took your fear away for twenty four hours!"

"Oh, you did!" Molly beams. She gestures to Ollie, who has a big lovestruck smile glued to his face. "I'm doing this for him. Turns out that he loves being shown off."

Ollie, still rendered speechless by such a grand public gesture, simply nods his head, burying it into the side of Molly's head.

[symposiumlover]

What the heck man….. his hair should’ve stayed red. He looks so ORDINARY😭😭. WHERE IS MY FAVORITE GUY? Little stereotype asian boy where are you. I miss you papi. I don’t even know what you’ve become anymore….💔💔💔💔💔😔😔

[patvspran]

He thinks of Ai Di, the brother, three years his junior, with a personality that blusters out ahead of him and gets him into scrapes.

And then he thinks of this other Ai Di—mouth open beneath his, waistband clutched in his fist, throat flexing under his palm. Taunting him about love and sex every day, like some sort of demon. Making him jealous, making him worry.

What is Ai Di to him? He doesn’t fucking know. He kind of hates him right now. And through it all, he loves him.

Chen Yi has an eight year long crisis.

(A series of birthday wishes, sexual awakenings, and drunken misunderstandings from Chen Yi's POV, weaving in and out of canon)

[geoxstxrs]

NINJAGO HC’S PT 3 : SIDE CHARACTERS

[dreamerrgirl]

Chenford + 5x19 speculation fic... their relationship is put to the test ❤️

When Tim quietly pushes Lucy's apartment door open at 10:30 that night, the last thing he expects to find is his girlfriend pacing back and forth across the floor, her hair falling out of the messy bun she has piled on the top of her head.

"Hey," she says, giving him a distracted smile, still pacing.

"Hi yourself," he answers, raising an eyebrow at her in question. "Is everything okay? I figured you'd be in bed by now."

She shakes her head. "No, I'm too wired to sleep."

Oh yay, Tim thinks to himself, internally groaning. He had really been looking forward to collapsing into bed and snuggling up with her the second he walked through the door- he was pretty much dead on his feet. Taking a deep breath in an effort to keep his brain functioning for at least a few more minutes, he slowly sinks down onto one of her barstools, giving her his full attention.

"What's wrong? Is the detectives exam stressing you out?"

"No, it's not that," she says, worrying at her bottom lip, standing on the opposite end of the kitchen. "It's more about you said this morning, about us having to get used to not seeing each other as much."

"Yeah, and I said we'll figure it out, right?"

"Well yeah... but how?"

Tim shakes his head, his brain at a loss for the moment. "Well I don't know right this minute."

"I mean, it's not like we have any control over the hours we'll be working," she starts, Tim swearing he can physically see the gears turning in her head.

"Right..."

"And it's not like I'm going to ask you to leave Metro or anything."

"You better not, you're the one who got me there in the first place," he jokes, giving her a look. "And you know I'd never keep you from going after your dreams."

"I know," she says, smiling softly at him. "But then where does that leave us?"

Tim takes a second to study her hesitant expression, his eyes narrowing. "I feel like you have an answer to this that you want me to get to, but I'm just not getting there," he says honestly. "What are you thinking?"

Lucy sighs, her teeth continuing their assault on her bottom lip. "I don't know- I don't know if it sounds crazy or not. I’m not very good at this kind of stuff.”

“At what kind of stuff?”

She shrugs, not meeting his eyes. “I don’t know, all this serious relationship stuff. I’ve never really been in one before.”

“Is that what this is?” Tim teases, smiling at the incredulous look she gives him. He holds his hands up in defense. “Hey, we haven’t really had that talk yet, you know, the feelings talk?”

She makes her way towards him, her smile almost patronizing. “I thought it was implied.”

He lifts his shoulders, feigning nonchalance. “But it is nice to hear every once in a while, you know,” he says, his voice low, a sliver of truth seeping into his words.

She’s standing in front of him now, close enough for Tim to feel the heat radiating off her body. “Lay it on me,” he continues, staring into her eyes.

“Well, I was thinking that between you having to run home after every shift to feed Kojo and bring him out before having to drive all the way over here, that’s already taking up a lot of our time.”

Tim nods along. “I don’t know,” she says again, her eyes dropping to the floor. “If we could somehow find a way to get rid of all the back and forth, that might help.”

Tim leans back a little, his heart giving a little lurch in his chest. "Like moving in together, you mean?" he clarifies, his eyes searching hers.

She smiles sheepishly. "Yeah, something like that."

"Are you sure you're ready for that? I mean when Chris brought it up not even half a year ago-"

She makes a face at him. "That's different."

"How?"

She sighs, cocking her head. "Do you really need me to spell it out for you?"

When he doesn't answer, she steps closer, looping her arms around his neck, her face just far enough away that he's not going cross-eyed looking at her.

"I know we haven't been together very long, but, I've never felt this way before about anyone, ever," she says, her fingers gently running through the hair at the nape of his neck. "You feel like home to me, and I keep finding myself wanting to spend more time with you, not less."

"I feel the same way," he murmurs, leaning forward to gently rest his forehead against hers.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." He kisses her then, softly, gently, and can feel her smiling against his lips.

"So I'm not being crazy?" she asks, her voice gaining more confidence.

"No," he says, giving her one more kiss, because for some reason, with her, he can never get enough. "I think it's a great idea."

Pulling back, he attempts to stifle a yawn, but is entirely unsuccessful. "So," he continues, rubbing his hands together. "Now that we have that figured out, can we go to bed please?"

"Really?" she snorts, looking at him like he's crazy. "That's all you have to say? It was that easy? I've been agonizing over this all day!"

Tim shrugs, crossing his arms. "I don't know, it's as they say- when you know, you know."

"And you know?" she asks, cocking an eyebrow.

Pushing himself to standing, Tim stretches his arms up and over his head before he brings one down around her shoulders, pulling her tight against his side as he smiles down at her, unable to resist kissing her for the third time. "Oh, I know," he mumbles against her lips, gently steering her towards the bedroom, wanting nothing more than to crawl under the covers and fall asleep with her tucked safely in his arms, knowing they'll have many more nights together just like this.

[summerongrand]

"Mommy, Mason laughed at me because I got a bad grade on my math test. And then he called me some mean names."

Lucy froze. She knew exactly what those mean names were. Had been called the same ones as a child. She glanced at Tim. Her second grader, her Lucy-clone as Tim called their daughter, held tightly to a crumpled up piece of paper. Lucy knew what was on it, knew she'd need to work with her daughter on fractions a bit more. But fractions weren't the issue. And neither was a bad test score. Some little snot named Mason was.

"Baby, daddy never got straight A's." Tim said as a way of bringing levity to the situation.

Their daughter rolled her eyes. "Daddy, please. You're not like me and mommy." She sassed him as her mom often did. "We're Chinese." Lucy gasped at the advanced humor coming out of her daughter's tiny body.

Tim forced back a laugh. Had his daughter just - nevermind. He gave Lucy a look as if to say your child.

Lucy glared at her husband. "Mommy didn't get straight A's either. In fact, mommy nearly got kicked out of college for failing a psych class. Your grandma was so upset." Lucy confessed to her baby. Tim raised a brow. He always chided Lucy for being a little nerdy. So this was news to him.

"But mommy's really smart." The second grader said matter-of-factly, pointing to her own temple for emphasis. "A head doctor."

"She is." Tim affirmed. "She's the smartest person I know. And the most beautiful." He kissed Lucy on the lips.

Their daughter covered her face. "Ewwwwwww. Mommy daddy kissy."

Lucy picked her seven year old up, set her on her hip, and she and Tim began attacking their daughter's baby cheeks with raspberry kisses.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Their daughter squealed in delight.

"Mommy's gonna have a chat with your principal tomorrow about stereotypes. Then mommy's gonna kick Mason's mommy's Malibu Barbie butt." Lucy tickled her daughter's belly, causing the child to shriek joyously.

"Mommy's the best!"

"Only for you, your brother, and sissy." Lucy nuzzled against her daughter's cheek that was still covered in traces of Tim's kisses.

"And daddy too!"

Lucy smiled. Leaned into Tim whose arms circled around his girls. "And daddy too."

[neigetriestheirbest]

it's tender and soft and gentle, but also urgent and quick and needful — ai di needs to be touching chen yi, chest to chest, skin on skin, arms looped securely, immediately, around one another and holding, holding, holding tightly -

or he'll die. he might possibly be dying, now, right now, as chen yi's breath ghosts over his neck, his warm mouth pressing a petal-soft kiss to his neck, over his choker, the pendant chain; his arms still holding him tight. fingers rubbing saturn-ring circles over the bare brown skin of his back, either side of his spine, beneath the wings of his shoulder blades. and it feels. so good. he-

he feels so unbelievably good. so warm, and hot, and present. so real. firm. solid. here. but aimless. drunk. reflex-reactive. but still, so irrevocably chen yi.

ai di needs something more, he cant help it, he needs something real. and knowing he can't get it, knowing this is the best he'll ever get, knowing it is the best he's ever had, it all overruns in his heart, his eyes. he cries, and can't stop crying. even as chen yi's hands come up to cup his face safe in his huge palms, he still sobs. even as his lips kiss the tears from his cheeks, and part the easy gateway of his mouth - still, ai di can't stop himself from feeling this horrible inevitability.