#i just know fu xuan is praying for the day jing yuan retires

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it is a new day, bathed in golden sunlight. the night's shelter gives way to the daylight's revealing of it all, yet the crimson mistress finds herself unwilling to forsake the warmth of this moment. therefore, she draws closer to Jing Yuan, nestling at his chest as a silent seeking of comfort, a gesture of trust untold when eyes fall shut and she can listen to his heartbeat. it soothes her, it reminds her of home, it beckons Mya to feel safe.

"may we stay like this a bit longer?" the woman groggily murmurs. yes, she is aware. he will soon be demanded to return to his duties. but, then, this implies she will sprawl in an empty, cold bed. she does not want this, not as of now. not as of yet.

a well known feline companion finds his way there, too. and she will not protest if the lion decides to climb the bed and seek to share in this tranquil moment, too. to this end, Mya peeks at Jing Yuan, as if to silently make the request on Mimi's behalf as well. ( hello we are kindly requesting somft cuddle 🥺 )

@furiaei / a lazy morning (and maybe afternoon)

the first rays of sunlight encases him in a warmth that he is all too happy to soak up while he lays cushioned between the soft blankets and plush bedding. soon, he is cushioned between his beloved with a plea on her lips followed by his dear enormous house cat as well. jing yuan's eyes flutter open and he chuckles at the sight of his two most cherished souls trapping him onto the bed as they use their bodies as a shield between him and inevitable work. what a sight they make this early in the morning, his lover who holds incomparable strength in her small frame and his lion who seeks the soft heat of the sunlight as much as he does.

jing yuan ruffles mimi's mane and turns on his side so that he may pull mya closer to him, wrapping her up in his arms and holding her against his bare chest. these peaceful mornings of theirs have become a comfort that he has grown unbearably fond of. to wake up in the morning with his lover in his arms is a type of comfort he did not know he had yearned for until it was presented to him in the form of one feisty woman who stole his heart as if the organ was ripe for the picking. moments like these are ones he finds himself unwilling to let go of, a dwindling inclination to get up from bed and get ready for the day, and all he has to blame are the two sets of pleading eyes that are enough to bring the general of the luofu to submission.

"okay," he says with a sigh on his lips as he relaxes into the plush sheets beneath him as if this were one of the hardest decisions he has had to make in recent days. it is, unfortunately for his many vassals, a decision he has grown accustomed to making in the days where he is able to hold mya in his arms. and he will do it again for as many times as mya wishes for him to stay in bed with her. it is no hardship on his end, a happy little excuse for him to turn up to work late. he wraps himself further around mya, nuzzling his face into her hair the same time he feels mimi laying his fuzzy weight on top of him. who could blame him for not showing up to work on time when he is clearly trapped to his bed? "we can stay here for as long you want."