Aaron/Huaisang

[creeksidealtarboy]

It's nightfall by the time Aaron finally sees this "Impure Realm" that they took him to. He's hungry. He's filthy. He's thirsty. And there's nothing around him that's familiar. He has cigarettes in the pocket of his jeans and nothing else of his own. No note. No information.

Only the vaguely unsettling feeling that he's been deposited somewhere...wrong.

These people look like Huaisang. The robes, the way they move...it's familiar enough that, before they could unsheath their swords, he's throwing his hands out, asking for Nie Huaisang to their complete bafflement. But they loaded him up and took him. Goddamn.

Hopefully they sent someone ahead.

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[creeksidealtarboy]

"Should you send for him?"

He points to the towel and then stands up. His fingers are already wrinkled and pruny and he just wants to lie in bed.

[threedontknows]

"He's here."

He picks up the towel and then the robe, wrapping him up in soft, warm fabrics.

"As soon as he heard you were found he came back to the Impure Realm."

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron flinches away from his touch, but hates himself for it and immediately leans into him, into the warmth and the softness. "For you. Good. You need - friends." If that's what they are.

[threedontknows]

His husband isn't offended - perhaps a little sad, and still incredibly angry, but not offended. Aaron's comfort with touch isn't about him, and he'd wait a hundred lifetimes if it meant Aaron could heal in his own time.

"I have allies," he tells him. "Lan Xichen was a brother to me once. He destroyed that relationship, but perhaps some day we can return to being friends once more."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Maybe," he says, leaning on him again. "Maybe. I'm tired. Can we go to bed?"

He just came from bed, but that's the only place he wants to be right now.

[threedontknows]

"Here I am, going on and on," Huaisang laughs quietly. He loops is arm around Aaron's waist and brings him to the bed, letting him lie himself down. He does bring the blankets up around his waist, smiling as he sits down beside him on the edge of the bed.

"You need to eat."