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Zhao Yunlan comes along on a(nother) mission.

(Takes place after Chapter 18 of the series and contains spoilers up to that point of the story.)

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Shen Wei gets impatient and decides a desk is just as good as a bed, for somethings. Zhao Yunlan has to agree. Porn with Characterization, I-4

Yunlan slumped a little deeper into his desk chair and flipped to the next page of the long-and-only-getting-longer file on what he could only call Dixing tourism requests. Someone down there, and he darkly suspected the Regent, had declared that final decisions on who could come garden-viewing or shopping or whatever could only be made by the human Ministry, who had promptly passed the question on to the SID.

And yet more crack mix to flail to! Through chapter 18.

The most annoying thing about Shen Wei's strategy—or lack thereof.

The SID introduce Dixing to the police as ordinary citizens. The Supervisory Bureau may be having heart attacks in the background. Drama, Humor, Romance, Fluff, I-4

The first official visitor from Dixing had flown straight past “visitation” to a trial of citizenship, and Zhu Hong personally thought it had been planned to stress-test Minister Guo’s nerves. It would have done hers, too, if she hadn’t already known the whole thing was a put-up. As it was, she stood straight and serious beside the middle-aged police lieutenant who’d been assigned as her oversight partner, and carefully bit back her smirk when the gateway between realms misted into visibility and the man startled back.

“Is that it?” Tan Xiao asked eagerly, from behind them.

“Be patient, Mr. Tan,” she admonished. “She’ll be here in a moment.”

Shen Wei helps an ailing Zhao Yunlan home. (Set during an AU episode 8.)

Shen Wei was overjoyed to hear that more Dixingians from before the meteor strike had woken up. Then he went to visit them in Dixing.

“We can’t make a habit of this,” whispered Shen Wei, so close that the words puffed against Zhao Yunlan’s lips.

“I don’t want to, Zhao Yunlan. I just don’t want you to have to…” Shen Wei’s hand glided elegantly through the air to encompass a concept that Zhao Yunlan found unfathomable, like Zhao Yunlan would prefer not to see him when there was almost no one in the entire world he’d rather see instead. “I don’t want to be a reminder to you. I didn’t even mean to end up here.”

What's written in the stars shall come to pass, and so it does, in the most unspectacular way.

Shen Wei can see it in his mind’s eye: the warmth of the lights in this apartment, the way Zhao Yunlan would lean into his space and Shen Wei would hold himself still and wait, breathless, for that kiss. He wants that version of tonight, wishes that he could turn back time and make the choices that would’ve brought them there instead of here.

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Xparrot's Summary: But then Zhao Yunlan goes and gets a haircut, and Shen Wei. Pouts. For like three days.

Zhao Yunlan always seems prepared for anything, until Shen Wei takes him to his tailor.