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Shen Wei doesn't really need glasses, it is just a part of his disguise. Ever Since Zhao Yunlan knew about his real identity he has been teasing him by calling him Clark Kent. It drove Shen Wei crazy not knowing who this Clark Kent is.

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Kunlun cooks dinner for Shen Wei. Things go better than expected.

Yunlan is held captive by Shen Wei, his ex-boyfriend. And that's about it.

A Guardian AU.

"How much longer are you going to stare at this thing?" Da Qing asks, nudging at the incense holder with his nose. "Are you expecting it to light itself?"

Zhao Yunlan rolls his eyes. "No, because I don't have any Dixing powers the last time I checked. Maybe Shen Wei can —" he starts to say, then falls silent.

“Whatever you are thinking, stop right this instant. Heipaoshi is definitely out of your league. He possesses all the powers and is ruthless in a fight. He wears a mask and a black robe. If you see this figure anywhere then you know you have to run,” the cat replied in all seriousness, giving Zhao Yunlan a shrewd look.

“You and your funny weapon would be no match for him,” he added, as if he suspected Zhao Yunlan of having an amazing plan of assassinating the Dixing general.
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B-side to Shelter from the Storm, also a fill for 'War' prompt in Guardian Bingo

Da Qing maintained that by being nearby he could keep an eye on these newly arrived Dixingren. After all, it was his job as Deputy Chief of SID to maintain the peace of Haixing.

Professor Shen was in regular clothes, but there was still some of the Black-Cloaked Envoy’s gravity about him. It had been like that a lot lately. “Da Qing, I know it’s late, but can I give you a small assignment?”

Zhao Yunlan wants to use the Merit Brush to try to fix Shen Wei's energy imbalance. Shen Wei isn't as convinced, but has always been bad at saying no to Zhao Yunlan.

Da Qing has been wandering for a long time. Long enough, and far enough, that he has long since stopped being able to keep track.

He doesn't mind; he is a cat, after all, and he loves his freedom. He loves the feel of the dirt under his paws, loves following the scents in the wind, going wherever his nose and his heart take him. The landscape stretches away, the days go on, and so does he. He only knows three things for certain — that he is part of the majestic Cat Tribe, that he had a master once, and that he will see them again one day. The rest is just fish, and sunlight, and life.

Da Qing's subjects are having problems, so he magnanimously decides to help them out.