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[Blade makes a noise that sounds suspiciously like a whine and he doesn't even care because the affection is what he needed after today. That was a rough fight. For both of them. But they fought for their home, and that's what's important. Everything else... can be dealt with later.

He reaches up with his tired hands to gently caress his partner's cheeks, stroking all the way back to his pointy ears, and then forward again to his jaw and neck.]

All right... you can cook this time. But I'll do the dishes after.

[He presses a kiss to Dan Heng's nose, and adds:]

I'll admit, I'm starting to feel it.

[Dan Heng resists the urge to coo when he hears that whine. Instead, he just reaches up with his other hand to scratch behind Blade's other ear, too. When Blade returns the affection, his eyes flutter closed for a brief second and his shoulders seem to relax a little.]

Okay.

[He smiles a little and presses a kiss to Blade's cheek. With a little reluctance, the High Elder pulls away and lowers himself back down to the ground.]

Then be a good boy and wash up.

[Dan Heng heads into the kitchen. They're not done, really, with this conversation, but he's waiting until they settle in with their meal to get into it. And Blade deserves to have a shower to feel human again.]

[He wishes he could linger in this affection forever. He makes a mental note to lavish more loving affection and attention on Dan Heng when he's out of the shower, because it's obvious that he's as touch-starved as Blade himself.

Blade's ears immediately perk up and his tail starts going insane at that phrase. It... takes a moment for his brain to catch up.]

Hold on—

[But then he's gone, leaving Blade blushing hard and wanting to hide his face in his hands... He does this for a moment, sucks in a breath, and then walks into his bedroom to scream into his shower about it.

He reemerges about fifteen minutes later. He's wearing long sleeves and stretchy pants, and he took a quick shower. Overall he looks refreshed, but he's wincing a little as he stands in the doorway to the kitchen, rubbing his side.]

[Dan Heng has no idea what he's done to Blade by saying that to him. It'll probably happen again.

He makes them both a quick stir-fry with rice. The High Elder moves about with an ease of knowing where Blade keeps everything in his kitchen, and he's quite skilled in tossing the ingredients through the soy sauce and oil. Dan Heng senses his partner's presence, but doesn't let that distract him from plating their food nicely.]

We should possibly sit at the table instead of the couch. Not to put too fine a point on it, but we're less likely to nod off into our plates that way.

[Blade isn't even sure he wants to explain. Worse is that he thinks Dan Heng finds the dog thing cute and Blade can't help but encourage that because he loves the attention. It's a bit too much to unpack right now, covered in bruises as he is.]

That's fine with me. I almost fell asleep in the shower. [He pours them both some weak iced tea, and sets it on the table along with chopsticks.]

Thank you for the food.

[He makes his way back over to Dan Heng so he can kiss his cheek, and then he'll sit down.]

[Dan Heng instinctively leans into the kiss to his cheek, though he blushes lightly. In this particular moment, he feels like a housewife suddenly.]

... You're welcome.

[Don't mind him. He's feeling a little shy. The High Elder takes the plates and sets them at the table before taking his seat, too. Dan Heng takes a few bites of food in silence for a moment before glancing at Blade. His favoring of one side hasn't escaped his notice.]

Yingxing. [Shit, he says that before he can really think of how he wants to word this. Dan Heng sighs softly, annoyed at his own weakness, but decides to roll with it instead.] ... I know you don't need any more harping on the matter, but... I worry that one day you're not going to have your regenerative powers to save you from situations like that. Dan Feng once had the power to heal with his cloudhymn. However, that power wasn't passed on to me.

[It's hard to say if Blade had that information already in their past lives, but he needs to be honest about it now with him, just in case. The fact this power has eluded him in this life as well... saddens him. With healing magic, that would've been another way he could help protect the people he loves.]

Hm?

[He lets go of his side when he hears his name, like a child being caught picking at a bandage. But Dan Heng has something important to say, and Blade absorbs it quietly. He sets his chopsticks down.]

... Because of my plan, you mean.

[Dan Heng has a point. If Blade continues being reckless like this when he doesn't have powers, he's almost sure to repeat the disaster that led to the his first death.

Blade closes his eyes for a moment, and takes in a breath.]

I... didn't realize how much worry you must feel watching me. You were never my backup plan, it's just... I should have died so many times, I suppose I take it for granted.

[He should know better.]

I've been reckless in every memory I have, in every life, but I don't want that to be something that hurts you, too.

[Dan Heng's quiet as he listens to Blade. After a moment of hesitation, he puts down his chopsticks and reaches out to gently place his hand on top of his partner's.]

I took someone for granted once. I thought he would be a constant presence in my life. [As he speaks, his tone is quiet and... has an undertone of sorrow and regret.] Now, he's gone. He was a steep cost to learn this lesson.

I don't want to take you for granted, too, especially with power like this. I don't want to hurt you like that.

[Blade's fingers twitch beneath Dan Heng's hand, until he turns his palm over so he can hold the Vidyadhara's hand. He feels his cheeks pinken and ignores it, just like he's ignoring the slow swish of his tail.

This... isn't about him. Dan Heng is talking about someone he knew, not a phantom from his past life.

Blade listens.]

... I'm sorry you lost him.

[Whoever he was, friend or family, he was obviously very dear to Dan Heng.]

I don't know if you could ever make me feel that way. I'm... grateful that you think of me at all. [It sounds a little pathetic when he says that out loud.] You've only ever made me feel... cared about, in this life. Even when I didn't understand it at all.

[He takes a deep breath.]

... Dan Heng. I can't promise that I won't ever take risks. I know the kind of person I am, and I won't hesitate if it's something I know I can do.

[...]

But I can be a little more careful. I need to learn how to fight with my own strength, rather than depending on anything the beast has given me. If that means letting you fight for me sometimes, I will simply have to get over it, or else find a different way to help.

[Dan Heng looks down and threads his fingers between Blade's, squeezing his hand unconsciously. His shoulders seem to slump a little, as if he carries a great, invisible weight. He shakes his head, but it's such a small gesture that he'd be forgiven for missing it.]

No matter how grossly misled he'd been, it was... still his choice. All I have left are memories... and regrets.

[He shakes his head again, more firmly this time.]

... But that is neither here nor there.

[The Vidyadhara looks up at Blade. His calm expression doesn't reveal anything obvious, but he does understand. They're both similar in this regard. It just comes from different places.]

As long as you're a little more careful, that will be enough. I won't like the recklessness and risks you take, but I also can't imagine you being anything else, either. I'll manage.

[But at least Blade won't go treating death like it doesn't apply to him. Whether it's true or not is irrelevant in the face of something taking that power away from Blade in a critical moment. The cabin incident is immediately brought to mind.]

That said... [He smiles. Soft and small.] I would've cared even if we didn't have this.

[Speaking of not having something. Dan Heng suddenly looks a little guilty.]

I also need to apologize. About the bracelet you gave me.

Dan Heng...

[He had no idea. He really... had no idea. It seems they still have a lot to learn about each other. He squeezes the dragon's hand in return, trying to be comforting-- trying to remind him that Blade is still here.]

We will work it out. [A promise to himself, or perhaps to Dan Heng. They don't have to make the exact same choices they made in their last lives. In this one, Blade has chosen cooperation. Communication, even when it's difficult. He's chosen love.]

Heh... That's right. [That small smile is worth everything, even the bruises he's feeling right now.] I think you cared even when I couldn't see it. [If you wish, I'll see it through to the very end.

... When did Dan Heng say that...?

He pulls himself back to the present.]

The bracelet? [Blade shakes his head.] You didn't have it when you told me about the snake demon's weakness, so I assumed that you had traded it. If that's what happened, then it served you well.

[He smiles a little, as always a touch confident.]

I will make you another one—a better one. That was always the plan if you lost it for whatever reason.

[It helps to have this subtle reminder. Blade will be here when he's ready to talk about it, much like... a lot of things in Dan Heng's life. He's a solid, steady presence, if a bit fiery about it sometimes.

He scoffs gently at that, amused.]

Can you see it now?

[The faraway look is a familiar one. Not to his past life, necessarily, but in this one. One people tended to get when they remembered a fragment of their previous life. Since it doesn't seem to be a bad memory, Dan Heng won't ask about it.]

... They wanted something that was important to me as a trade for the information. So... yes, the bracelet was the price I paid.

[Blade's smile and easy forgiveness do much to help lessen the guilt. Giving it up hadn't been easy for Dan Heng precisely because he cherished it so much. Yet, hearing that plan earns a quiet chuckle.]

Quite the challenge you've set up for yourself, considering I never stopped wearing it. We'll see if you can surpass it.

[Dan Heng knows that Blade can absolutely do that, but playfully framing it like this feels more like what his partner wants.]

[What else can one expect from a blacksmith, really?]

Yes. [His tone is full of warmth and fondness.

Dan Heng almost sounds like he's daring Blade. He knows him well by now; Blade always wants to do better, work faster, and spurring him on is as easy as reminding him of that.]

If I have my way, the yokai will want the new one, too.

[He finds himself leaning in slightly...]

What if I enchanted it so no one could ever steal it?

[To a lesser man, Blade's tone would've melted him into a puddle, but Dan Heng is not a lesser man. He's certainly not immune to it. However, the Vidyadhara meets it in his own quiet way.]

Good.

[The High Elder pretends to consider it. It's ruined by the small smile he's not even fighting to keep off his expression.]

I would not say no, but they didn't technically steal it from me in the first place. What will you do if I must give it up again?

[It's both a tease and a real question. Not that Dan Heng will ever give up Blade's gifts to him without agonizing over the decision. Granted... as long as it doesn't cost him his partner, a bracelet here or there is worth the price.]

[Despite the challenges of the day, Blade is... happy like this. Happy that they have this. A not-so-small part of him is pleased to have Dan Heng's smile shining on him.]

Well...

[His smile grows.]

It could be something that only I could ever take off.

[Why does he have to make it sound so dirty.]

I could even make it a ring.

[BLADE.]

[This sounds... so... sexual, suddenly.]

[Wait a—a ring?

Dan Heng's first thought is definitely not a ring that's put on someone's finger, and so he gets a very impressive red blush to his cheeks and the tips of his ears.]

[And then he puts his face in both of his hands as he realizes that Blade probably didn't mean that kind of ring but the other kind of ring and—

Please kill him. Both rings are embarrassing for different reasons.]

You... are impossible.

[Blade watches this face journey in real time, and he realizes a little late that Dan Heng might have been thinking about something else. Still, it gets him to crack up. He doesn't do that often.]

You're so cute.

[It just kind of slips out but hey, he's not taking it back.]

I'll just make a bracelet for now, and we'll see how it goes. All right? I don't want to make you feel forced into anything.

[He glances away for a moment.] ... I like wearing a reminder of you, and I want you to have that option, if you want it... [Without the matching earrings, which comes with their own baggage.]

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[Now he's being called 'cute.' There are only two people in the entire universe who can get away with calling Dan Heng that to his face, and one of them is Blade.]

Only to you.

[Which, honestly, Dan Heng is more than fine with. He's just not going to admit that!]

... I think a bracelet suits me best, at least for now. I'm afraid necklaces that are too long might get caught in something.

[It's also one other reason he prefers to keep his hair short when he's human. Lab safety and lower maintenance are his top compelling reasons.

Oh. That reasoning is really sweet, though. Dan Heng will have to keep that in mind. He reaches out to rest his fingers on Blade's cheek.]

I do want that. Honestly, it's nice to wear something that you made for me. I understand that you don't rest on your laurels and always strive to improve, but that's why your crafts have always been worthy of me. Whether it's the pinnacle of your work or not up to your standards, that will always be true.

You deserve to hear it more often.

[Dan Heng is a very beautiful man and Blade isn't afraid to remind him of this fact.]

Ah, yes... Necklaces are no good for hands-on work. [It doesn't stop him from wearing the occasional choker, but nothing longer than that, lest he lose it to the saw.

His lashes flutter at the touch to his cheek. As always, he stills, and listens.]

I can't think of anyone else I'd want to wear them, [he murmurs. His cheeks are rapidly heating up. He peers at Dan Heng through his dark bangs.] ... Perhaps one day I'll come up with something that I can wear that says I'm yours.

[He glances away shyly.]

I'll leave that to your judgment.

[Dan Heng nods at Blade's statement. At least his partner gets it, though he does quietly admire the fact that Blade keeps his hair long regardless.

It does amaze him that a light touch is enough to get the other man's full attention. A small part of him is a bit shy and self-conscious about that. Then, Dan Heng's smile widens just a tiny fraction.]

I look forward to that day. [The Vidyadhara takes his hand away.] Finish eating, and then we can move to the couch.

[Blade would let Dan Heng touch his face all day if he wanted. But they are eating and that is a bad idea. Still, the way that smile brightens a little... he could live off that, he thinks.]

I could always get another tattoo, [he says, chasing some rice around his plate.] Dabi does good work.

[The sword and spider lilies on his back are very intricate, and he very much likes them, even if he knows now that the sword was the one he was killed with... It's fine. He doesn't hate the sword.

Anyway, he's not going to idle after an offer of cuddles. Blade wastes no time making the rest of his food disappear.]

[Dan Heng hums softly at that.]

You have a tattoo? [He's not surprised; that seems like Blade's speed, after all, but he is curious.] ...Are you certain you want something of me that permanent?

[There's no judgment in his voice as he asks that last question. It's more like he's asking to make sure Blade's fine with that. Still, the High Elder finishes his food and takes their plates to the sink. As promised, Dan Heng won't wash them. He heads over to the couch in the living room. All things considered, they're probably going to fall asleep here, but that's a price worth paying.]

[Blade usually keeps his clothes on in Dan Heng's presence so he's not surprised he hasn't caught a glimpse of it before.]

I do. I can show you when we're done.

[BLADE DO YOU HAVE TO MAKE IT SOUND SO DIRTY.]

What kind of question is that? You have left a permanent mark on my heart. Why should my body be any different?

[He'll do dishes after the food settles. For now, he follows Dan Heng back into the living room, tail slowly wagging all the while. At first opportunity, he takes one of Dan Heng's hands and leans in to give him a gentle kiss.]

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