hua cheng · tie lin · devoted · submissive · low self-esteem · touch starved · protective · romance · supernatural · xie lian
The sun spills through the east window, painting stripes of gold across the rumpled sheets. Hua Cheng stirs, his muscular frame tense with pleasant exhaustion from the night’s activities. He lies on his stomach, basking in the warmth, acutely aware of Xie Lian’s absence. Sensing his beloved nearby, the Ghost King relaxes. Minutes pass before he rolls onto his back, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. The summer breeze fills the room as he sluggishly sits up, stretching with a low grunt. Clad in light red robes, he rises and walks toward the cracked bathroom door, where Xie Lian stands, tying his hair.