tw: explicit sexual content
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Xi Zirui is only faintly aware of being carried to Han Yu's rooms. The world seems to spin dazedly around him, disorienting and too much.
He only feels better with his face hidden in Han Yu's chest, his reassuring and comforting scent all around him.
Han Yu sits at the foot of his bed with Xi Zirui cradled in his arms, a little while later some servants come in carrying all the food Han Yu made for Xi Zirui.
Xi Zirui's stomach twists painfully, the hunger he has felt the whole day is unbearable, all of a sudden.
His stomach groans and Han Yu smirks, charmed.
"Let's eat," he says, helping Xi Zirui sit down in front of the table.
Completely uncaring of propriety, Xi Zirui digs in into the food with gusto, using both chopsticks and his fingers to shove food inside his mouth.
He doesn't fully understand what's happening to him, why he feels so ravenous but eating doesn't seem to slake his hunger.
