FengQing Oneshots

3: ❤️Will You Take Care of Me?❤️

As Mu Qing observed the room, he heard a click of a door. He turned his haze to the left side of the room, where the noise came from.

From behind the curtains, a silhouette could be seen, and for some reason, it looked quite familiar. Mu Qing's heart started to race out of anxiety as they approached the bed. Who brought him here, exactly? Why not his own palace?

The Southwestern God was now able to identify the individual hiding behind the curtain as the silhouette was directly in front of Mu Qing. The curtain was slowly pulled back, revealing a head behind it.

"Are you awake?" A deep voice came from the God that opened the curtain. The brown hair, which he is accustomed to seeing in a bun, broad and sharp shoulders, and a pair of golden eyes filled with nothing but concern were now presented only for Mu Qing. Truly, it would be a beautiful sight to behold if Mu Qing didn't feel like dying. Mu Qing answered sarcastically. "As you may see, I am still asleep, Feng Xin."

"This is not a really nice way of saying thank you to someone who took care of you for two days." Feng Xin said that as he continued to move the curtain so that Mu Qing could see him fully now. The fact that Feng Xin appeared to be wearing casual clothes suggests that it is now quite late.

"I am not planning to -" Mu Qing was unable to finish his sentence as the realization hit him. "What do you mean two days?" He began panicking. He could have completed his incomplete chores in those two days and begin working on the more recent ones. If Mu Qing didn't, he might face terrible consequences.

Feng Xin ignored the question and continued. "Everyone in the meeting had seen you pass out," Well, no shit. " They thought you were just planning to ruin the meeting, but only after a moment did they realize you were actually passed out."

Well, that is embarrassing. How will Mu Qing be able to attend to other meetings without remembering this?

How will he ever face the other Heavenly Officials who witnessed him in such a vulnerable state?

He attempted to get up. However, a hand landed on his chest and pushed him down, stopping him from doing so.

"What are you doing??"

"What do you think? I am trying to go back to my palace!" Being around Feng Xin is so frustrating. It's frustrating how he makes Mu Qing feel. It is frustrating that he wants to punch Feng Xin, but at the same time, keep him close. It is frustrating how Feng Xin can be a selfish fool, but at the same time, be so caring.

Feng Xin is frustrating.

"Are you out of your mind?!? How come the first thing you do after passing out in a meeting is go back to your palace?" Feng Xin's voice grew more aggressive. He could not be this stupid, right?

"You need to take a break!" He kept pushing Mu Qing down on the bed. Mu Qing did the opposite.

"I am a God too, you fool. I have responsibilities to take care of, just like you do."

Feng Xin did not respond. He had finally stopped trying to get up, as he got tired very quickly. The archer sat next to Mu Qing and looked away from him. "I.. don't think you need to worry about that." His voice was barely above a whisper, but Mu Qing managed to catch them. "Why not?" He asked, uninterested.

He noticed the corners of Feng Xin's ears grow pinker. "I was long done with my own tasks." He played with his fingers. "S-so I..
decidedtofinishsomeofyourswhenyouwerenot
consious"

He did what.

Did Mu Qing hear that correctly?

"Pardon me???" He must have sounded so confused and shocked because Feng Xin turned his face that showed annoyance.

"Are you deaf!?!? I said that I had finished your work for you!" Mu Qing is now able to see Feng Xin's red face. It was quite adorable if he had to admit. He blushed for almost nothing. "This included completing ALL your paperwork, going on for a few missions, finishing some requests.. -"

Mu Qing was not listening to a single word the archer said. While Feng Xin complained about doing 'Oh so much work', the latter was preoccupied with praising his physique.

He frequently presents himself as a serious man, but to Mu Qing is always reminded of a helpless puppy. Feng Xin decided to jest once he had finished whining. "I always knew you were a lazy ass. How did you get so much work piled up?"

The next thing you know, the room was filled with only silence. Mu Qing just turned his head away, embarrassed to tell him. Knowing that the other person already knew the answer, he did not want to respond to the inquiry.

"I know that you like whatever you do to turn out perfect.." Feng Xin continued. His voice sounded more serious this time. "So if you think there was something I messed up on, I can repay you later."

It is true. Mu Qing would absolutely hate it if his work got messed up.

Nonetheless, Feng Xin made an effort to assist him. Even to this moron, he didn't want to come across as ungrateful.

Qing noticed that his headache had returned in strength. Feng Xin continued to blather on about other really uninteresting things he failed to catch. Holy fuck did Feng Xin like to ramble. His loud voice made his anguish worse.

He needed this ogre to shut the hell up.

Mu Qing reached out for the archer's shoulder and pulled him down from a sitting position to lay next to him. That seemed to startle Feng Xin because his mouth immediately closed.

"M-Mu Qing???" Both of their faces were visibly red. Mu Qing pulled his blanket to cover Feng Xin too. The Southwestern God put his hands around the latter's shoulders and pulled him closer.

"You are annoying." He attempted to sound cold, but he sounded rather shy. "Thank you.."

"For what?"

"For finishing my work." He answered honestly. "A-And taking care of me.." Feng Xin was almost unable to catch those next words.

Mu Qing buried his heated face in the other's chest, frightened to look him in the face again, immediately regretting all he had just done. His waist was encircled by a pair of huge hands, and he felt them pulling him in.

"Awh! Isn't this a rare sight? General Xuan Zhen, being shy?!? Poor baby~ You need someone to take care of you, don't you? Don't worry, I am right here!" Feng Xin teased him. Teased.

If Mu Qing weren't so worn out, he would strike him with the nearest object. He can't believe that he slept for two days straight, because he still feels so tired.

However, Mu Qing knew that behind those teasing words was a message: "Relax and I will take care of you."

They interlaced their legs, and Mu Qing undid Feng Xin's hair. Feng Xin's hands were making comforting motions on the other's waist. They both relaxed into each other.

"I know you are." His eyes closed slowly. For once, Mu Qing trusted someone enough to let them take care of him.

-

Mu Qing went back to his palace the following week. Even though he knew he shouldn't, he couldn't resist the impulse to make sure everything was still in working order.

It wouldn't hurt to simply check in, would it?

Mu Qing made the decision to begin the process. As he picked up a scroll and walked up to his workplace, he found a piece of paper on his table. Mu Qing took it and began reading it out loud.

"You stupid ass, don't overwork yourself. I'll no longer be looking after you."

He couldn't help but grin at Feng Xin's ignorance.

Word count: 1977

Writing two stories with almost the same topic👏👏👏👏👏👏👏 I am so original. Ty, ty.