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Yun Lan's soft hands on his skin felt like velvet and silk, massaging him to make sure he was comfortable and well. His kisses were sweet, like a butterflies touch. Sometimes, Shen Wei thought that perhaps he didn't deserve all of this. But he was proven wrong each time, when Yun Lan showed him his heart without fear.

It could just be that his lips are extremely dry, and he has to wet it quite frequently, but no. That’s what chapsticks are for. That’s what drinking some goddamn water is for.

Whatever Shen Wei is doing with his tongue should be banned and made illegal for the sake of the entire Dragon City’s safety and wellbeing.

Technology wasn't the only thing that Shen Wei was surprisingly bad at.

Nobody bullies Shen and Zhao's precious baby girl. NOBODY!!

Parenthood can suck sometimes.

Zhao Yun Lan found out his father was dead while he was pouring concrete down the throat of a backstabbing dickbag. “Chief, I'm sorry, the Boss is gone. Shot to the head, on his way to meet the Russians.”

This time he watches him.. he watches the love of his life peacefully sleeping.

A moment in the park with the Zhao/Shen family

"Are you going to kiss me again?"

They were eight when circumstances made them lost everything but each other; they were ten when they lost that too. Shen Wei always knew that his past would catch him one day, but he never expected the murder cases that came with it. Nor the painfully familiar chief of SID that almost mistaken him with Ye Zun. There was a reason why some stories should never be told.