jikan_rpg | [Closed] Love gives life.

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[Closed] Love gives life.

⌛ Who: Xiao Xingchen & Song Zichen (Open to Wei Wuxian too!)
⌛ What: It's time to bring Zichen back to life.
⌛ When: Evening.
⌛ Where: One of the parks.
⌛ Warnings: Talk about spells, death, potential discussions of past dismemberment: you know, usual MDZS/The Untamed stuff.

He asked Zichen to meet him in one of the more spacious parks. In a clearing, bordered by dark trees, he has made the preparations for the spell. Blood stains the grass-blades and there is something bright white congregated in the center of the circle; it glows fervently, glistening in the dying sunlight. Xingchen keeps his eyes trained on that bit for it is the most important part of the spell.

The life force.

Tying off a bandage on his hand, he takes a seat and smiles calmly, waiting. Shuanghua has been wiped clean, but it rests on his lap, ready to spill more of Xingchen's blood if necessary.

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"Zichen..." he whispers the name lovingly, coaxing his soulmate close. No, he has never once thought of the other as a corpse. If anything, he considers Zichen to be in a deep slumber - and this spell, hopefully, will awaken him.

His arms wrap around the taller man and he nudges their foreheads together.

"Are you ready? If you like, I will hold you the entire time." Xingchen can't imagine how nervous his poor beloved must feel, but he isn't alone. That much comfort he can offer.

He doesn't deserve this man.

Those arms curling around him help anchor him, rather than make him afraid. He lets his eyes close briefly as their foreheads nudge together, and he dares to wrap his arms around Xingchen in return. The offer tugs a faint smile from him at least, and his eyes (Xingchen's beautiful eyes) blink open to look at his other half.

"I would rather hold you. Would being in the circle harm you?" If so, he'll enter that circle alone.

"Since the circle is mostly me..." Xingchen admits, blushing red, "No, it won't harm me. We are soulmates, so I expect this to go smoothly."

Their bodies are meant for one another - just like their lives and their souls. He presses kisses over Zichen's handsome face, his pride swelling in his chest. No man can ever be braver in his eyes; his Zichen is exquisite.

But he has always been that way.

"Let's go, love." he murmurs, guiding the way to the edge of the circle.

He carefully tightens his embrace at that. He'll take care of his precious Xingchen when this is over.

He lets his eyes close under those kisses, feels the affection and love wash over him and settle his fears. A sort of peace settles over him and he nods, walking at his soulmate's side into the circle.

"I love you," he answers instead. Once inside the circle's center, he takes a seat then encourages Xingchen to settle in his lap.

He will have to contend with Xingchen fussing over him in return! And the, hopefully, warm body of his beloved will deserve all of the attention he can give.

As they enter the circle, he feels the gentle tug of the magic - the very same that had aided him in drawing his blood and life force. The bright white glow of said life force is drawn to Zichen, circling around him once he is seated. Xingchen beams at the good sign and settles in his soulmate's lap.

"I love you too. Always." he turns to embrace Zichen as the circle around them glows - a deep ruby red and then a piercing white. Wind encircles them, whipping at their hair and robes and then the light gathers, sinking into Zichen, first undoing the damage of the resentful energy and then giving him life.

Mutual fussing! Oh no!

Zichen shivers a little as he feels the energy tugging at him just walking over the lines his beloved had drawn so carefully. He watches the white glow, both curious and nervously wary. But that's why he wanted to hold Xingchen specifically for this.

He draws in a breath as they're surrounded, and wind wraps around them, playing with hair and clothes. But his gaze is entirely on his Xingchen. His body jerks once as the light sinks into him, and a second time with a gasping breath as his lungs start to work and his heart gives one painful beat, then another. Faster and faster, until he shudders and presses his face to his soulmate's shoulder and he reminds himself to slow his breaths.

Zichen feels heat prick at him by the time he pulls back a little - he knows his cheeks must be flushed.

Nothing matters besides holding his Zichen. He had checked and re-checked the lines he had drawn and he is certain they are correct. Now they just have to hold onto their hope...and their faith. Xingchen whispers encouragement as the light brightens, smiling tearfully when he feels that first breath...and that beating heart!

"Breathe slowly, love. In...and out..." he matches his breathing to Zichen's to help him, a hand dropping to rub over his soulmate's back, "Your heart will slow, but just because it's calm."

Not because it has ceased to beat. Never again. Xingchen pulls back too and gasps at the lovely color on Zichen's cheeks. He kisses those cheeks and finds them warm. Blessedly, wonderfully warm!

"Zichen... My Zichen."

Anyone else wouldn't have been trusted with this. But Xingchen, Xingchen has his full trust and faith. If his Xingchen says this should work, then it will.

He listens to his beloved's beautiful voice and does as bidden. Gentle hands over his back, soft voice reminding him how to function. And his breathing eases, and his heart slows to a normal rate as his body wakes from years of it's darkly animated state.

Those kisses to his cheeks have him blush and smile before he pulls his soulmate into a tighter embrace.

"I'm here, love. My Xingchen." Because of his soulmate. Anything for this man. He ignores how heavy he suddenly feels - but that will pass as he readjusts to his body.

The gentle thud thud of that heart is the sweetest sensation he has ever felt! Xingchen rests a hand over Zichen's chest, sensing only...his beloved. That dark taint is no longer present. His eyes well with tears at those words and he smiles brightly.

"Yes, you are." he takes in a shaky breath and holds his soulmate to him. How can he ever let him go? Zichen's life is so precious that he doesn't want to risk it ever again.

"Let me carry you home." yet he doesn't move; not an inch.

He feels...Clean. Zichen sets to kissing over his soulmate's sweet face, starting with those precious eyes! The request makes him chuckle quietly before daring to end his kisses...with Xingchen's lips.

"Soon," he murmurs, voice a little rough. "I don't want to move just yet."

He makes a soft, bashful sound under those kisses, his skin flushing until he is red. When their lips touch, he melts, kissing Zichen tenderly. The spell has tired him too - almost as if he has been sick for a long while - but none of that matters.

"Neither do I." he admits, rubbing his face against Zichen's neck, "I love you."

Those sounds only encourage him! As does that blush! Zichen finds himself blessedly relaxing into the kiss, arms curled gently around his soulmate. Another kiss to those tempting lips, simply because it feels incredible.

He shivers under that rub and tucks his soulmate's head against his neck, resting his cheek against Xingchen's temple.

"I love you too." More than words can express. It might not be until the wind starts to grow colder that he'll force himself up. Or a little before, because he knows Xingchen must have spent a great deal of himself on this spell.

That thought eventually does get him moving, though he feels a bit stiff and awkward. "Come, let's go home."

His Zichen isn't tense and Xingchen lets himself explore his soulmate's body just a little. Graceful hands, though one is bandaged, caress his beloved's sides, his back, his chest. Any kiss is met with loving enthusiasm and Xingchen begins to hum.

Since he is tucked against Zichen's neck when he hears those words, he feels the vibration of them too. He strokes his fingers along the curve of Zichen's throat, his eyes half-lidded as he imagines kissing the tender skin.

Eventually, however, they must move. He forces his relaxed body into motion and pushes himself to his feet. Then he turns away from Zichen and crouches down.

"You can ride on my back. I'll get you home."

He's getting better at relaxing and accepting touches thanks to being here. Xingchen...and Wen Kexing have only helped. Zichen finds himself smiling at that sweet little hum and he doesn't flinch from those warm hands. Not even when fingers trail over his throat.

The image his beloved makes when Xingchen finally pushes up to his feet has his smile widen a little more before he shakes his head a little.

"You have used a lot of energy, love. We can support each other."

Because he isn't so sure how much energy he has left either. It's enough, he finds when he moves, to get him to his feet. Then holds out a hand to his sweet soulmate.

There is nothing for his handsome soulmate to fear. Xingchen only means to show him all of the love he deserves. The joy of having his touch accepted leaves him beaming, his eyes warm and bright. He feels he could do anything and, so, despite being a bit shaky and tired, he offers to carry his beloved home.

"Are you certain?" he flushes and rises slowly, reaching for Zichen immediately. His soulmate's hand is taken and he entwines their fingers, sighing happily.

"Lean on me if you need to."

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[Closed] Love gives life.

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