#migraine whump bc of overstimulation

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Day 8 of @whumperless-whump-event

Day: 8 - PUT YOUR HEAD ON MY SHOULDER

Prompt: Migraine / Light & Sound Sensitivity / "I can close the curtains..."

Newly ascended quan yizhen is overwhelmed by all of heavens… heavenli-ness, his shixiong comforts him

Fandom: TGCF

Characters: Yin Yu, Quan Yizhen, Jian Yu

“Shixiong…” Yizhen began, trying to get attention on himself because his head has been /hurting/ again, but his Shixiong’s still busy with the group of gods in front of him.

So he was ignored once again, and glared at by Jian Yu. The noise, all those people talking over each other, is making his head hurt worse and he can feel himself get more agitated. Just as he was about to speak again he was pulled inside by the other deputy god to have a ‘little chat’.

With the harsh grab and pull his head is jostled roughly and it makes the pain spike badly. He shuts his eyes and holds his hands over his ears though it barely helps.

“What the hell were you thinking?!” Jian Yu quietly hissed, keeping him in place with a tight grip to his shoulder.

“…What?” He manages to squeeze out of his stiff jaw, genuinely confused and just wanting to be by Shixiong's side again.

When he squints open bis eyes he thinks he sees Jian Yu get angrier but that's normal so he lets his mind wander. He really doesn't like this new place, he doesn't really like new places at all, but Shixiong brought him here so it should be fine!

It's not fine. It's too bright and loud and the people here are worse than those back in their sect. They’re more confusing, all dressed in bright gaudy clothes or excessive armor, all loud trying to vie for attention, and they all crowded him when he was already feeling bad because he lost his Shingxiong so he did what he was trained to. When you’re surrounded by strangers you can’t let them get you!

He doesn't understand why everyone’s making so much noise right now. But it makes him feel much much worse, this entire place makes him feel much worse, but shixiong… Shixiong’s worth it, so he bares with it all, the best he can.

A loud slam and he flinches and tightly closes his eyes as he holds his hands over his ears again. Then when he squits them open and lowers his ears… it’s too bright all the curtains are pulled open and heaven’s light pours in, not to mention the bright aura of light coming from Jian Yu. To avoid hurting more he closes his eyes and keeps his ears covered.

“-do you know how much shit you’ve put yin yu th- oh my gods! You're not even listening!” He thinks he hears Jian Yu yell but he can’t be sure over all the hurt and static in his head.

Then suddenly a hand is grabbing his wrists and he acts on instinct trying to head butt the attacker. Luckily for Jian Yu, he managed to dodge, quickly letting go of Yizhen before yelling again. This time he really didn't hear whatever Jian Yu was yelling about because the pain got so, so much worse. But before anything could escalate again.

“Jian Yu that's enough… Let me talk to him," shixiong says and the sound of the other man’s voice is enough to make him snap his head towards the noise, never mind that it made the hurt about ten times worse.

“But Yin Y-“ Jian Yu was cut off by a pat to his shoulder and Yin Yu’s tight smile.

“I got it, please let the gods that came here know we definitely don't harbor any ill will?” Shixiong says he doesn't really get it but by the sound of affirmation that Jian Yu gave he did get it.

Then before he knows it the doors are opening and slamming shut, /loudly/, again. The sound makes him stiffen and push his hands over his ears more.

“…Yizhen,” He hears his Shixiong call, so he looks toward him and smiles the best he can.

“Shixiongg Hurts, bright ‘nd loud!” He quickly lets out as he stares at his Shixiong.

Yin Yu startles at the quick pace of the information shared he understood after a few moments of his ex-disciple, now deputy god, staring at him with those wide expectant eyes.

So Yin Yu sighs and resigns himself to a cuddly and in pain shidi for the next few hours.

“I'll close the curtains, Yizhe-“

“Shidi,” Yizhen interrupted, staring at the older god.

“…Shidi, I'll close the curtains, you go sit or lie on the bed,” his shixiong orders as he turns to close off the curtains.

He makes an affirmative noise and then turns to run around looking for something to lay on. He ends up in the main bedroom, grumbling at the still too bright light, but quickly finds the well crafted bed. As ordered to him he quickly flops in the soft mattress; he winces as the movement rattles his head. He lays face down on the bed for a while before he begins to get restless again.

Thankfully just when he was about to get up and look for Yin Yu, he heard the bedroom door quietly open and click close, then the curtains were pulled shut. He turns his head slightly to see Shixiong sitting on the edge of the bed. The sight allows him to relax a bit more, and then he feels Shixiong’s hands remove his hair tie and run his hands through his hair.

Safe to say Yizhen was completely out cold when Jian Yu returned, yet Yin Yu still was running a hand through his unruly curls.