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[creeksidealtarboy]

It's normal for your world. Don't mean it has to be normal for us.

[He rearranges them a little on the bed so he can access his game controller.]

[threedontknows]

[He lets Aaron do what he needs to do, though continues to sort of lay over him and take as much space as he possibly can despite his little size.]

I must have been born with a full head of hair to start.

[creeksidealtarboy]

[He wants him close. He just also wants to play his games.]

My ma used to say that hair like that would give a pregnant lady heartburn.

[threedontknows]

Heartburn? Sounds painful.

[He lays his head on Aaron's chest, angling so he can also watch the screen.]

[creeksidealtarboy]

Yeah. I was born with no hair. Then it all came in like this.

[He sticks his tongue out as he maneuvers the little man to the side.]

[threedontknows]

[Huaisang is more stubborn than Aaron, especially when it comes to frivolous things. He clings to him and whines a little at being moved.]

Don't ignore me.

[creeksidealtarboy]

I'm not ignoring you! [He absolutely is, but only because Huaisang protests and it's fucking adorable.]

Did you want something?

[threedontknows]

For you not to ignore me! We just spent the whole flood together as children. I was hoping to do something a little more...

[He walks his fingers along Aaron's arm.]

Mature.

[creeksidealtarboy]

[Aaron turns over to look at him properly?]

Yeah? Like what? Do our taxes and pay our mortgage? Maybe we can cut the lawn? Yell at the 'kids these days?'

[threedontknows]

[Only about two of those actually register for Huaisang, but he gets the joke and continues to pout.]

Aaron! I came all this way and you just want to stare at a screen! You don't care about your A-Sang.

[creeksidealtarboy]

"A-Sang? That a nickname?" he wonders, but Huaisang has his wish. Aaron's attention is fully on him now.

[threedontknows]

"Mmhm." He smiles back up into his beautiful blue eyes, now trained exclusively on him. "A diminutive of my name. Huai Sang. My brother used to call me that."

And Jin Guangyao, and Lan Xichen. All his older brothers at one point.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron's smile is genuine.

"Can I use it?"

[threedontknows]

Nie Huaisang doesn’t even hesitate. “Yes,” he says, popping up quickly. “Yes, please!”

Just Aaron, and only Aaron.

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Good. That enough attention for you?" he laughs, reaching over to thread his fingers in Huaisang's hair.

[threedontknows]

“Never enough. I’m starving for attention.”

He leans his head into Aaron’s hand and hums softly. “I’ll fade away.”

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron thinks about it and kisses him instead, threading his fingers in his hair and pulling him close.

[threedontknows]

Success! Huaisang eagerly kisses him back, holding onto his shirt in case Aaron gets any ideas about pulling away from him too soon.

[creeksidealtarboy]

He pulls him down onto the bed, kicking the blankets down. "You just have to do this, you know," he laughs. "I can't resist."

[threedontknows]

"I know you can't," he sings, falling forward and batting the controller out of his hand. "But I didn't come to visit you just to be ignored."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Maybe you have to put in some work, too," he points out, rolling fully onto his back.

[threedontknows]

He can do a little work when it's for something he actually wants, and eagerly sits himself up so he can run his fingers under the hem of Aaron's shirt. "I've been working since I arrived."

[creeksidealtarboy]

"Yeah, and now you get paid for it," he says, leaning forward to kiss him again, wrapping a hand around his wrist.

[threedontknows]

That's exactly what's happening. He moans happily and guides Aaron into a deeper kiss, momentarily losing himself in the feeling of Aaron's tongue and lips sliding against his.

[creeksidealtarboy]

Aaron wraps his arms around Huaisang, holding him closely in place, burying him underneath the blankets.