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There was something up with Lord Luo today.
Mobei Jun was used to his Lord’s strange behavior, after many years in his service he was bound to get used to things. However ever since Lord Luo got officially married, their relationship had changed some.
Mobei Jun was not good at emotional support, but his Lord would vent or gush at him over just about anything. His husband, politics, his husband, alliances, his husband, that was all thrown at him to digest. Lord Luo never seemed to mind that Mobei Jun had little to say about anything, he was more of a physical person anyway.
“He trusts you!” His husband, Shang Qinghua, had told him, “You’re his friend for years now, isn’t that nice?”
He supposed it was ‘nice’ as his husband put it, in some ways he benefited a lot from his Lord's favor. His husband did as well, being Peak Lord Shen’s best friend and main confidant, benefited a lot from their good relationship. When they had held their own wedding, Lord Luo and his husband had helped them with nearly all aspects of planning, they were even given lavish gifts as thanks for their loyalty and friendship.
So now as his Lord lay slumped over in his seat, going on and on about missing his husbands kisses. They had been away from their husbands over a week now, a major political dispute having pulled them away to deal with.
He knew his Lord was a tactile person, always clinging and sticking to his husband at all times of the day. Whenever they were alone or in the company of himself and his husband, they were almost always holding hands, or would give each other kisses without being modest.
His Shang Qinghua liked that too, but he tended to short circuit afterwards.
Right now, he really wished he could ask his husband what to do as Lord Luo looked on the verge of tears. He was his friend apparently, not just his general, so he was supposed to help somehow if he understood correctly. But how does he help when his Lord desires his husbands affection?
He looked back over to his Lord and saw that he had indeed started shedding a few tears as he played with the fan he had brought with him as a gift from his husband. There was an idea in his head, something he had seen Shang Qinghua do before to Lord Shen. It had earned his husband a playful smack on the head but afterwards the Peak Lords had ended up laughing nonetheless.
With this image in mind he stepped over to his Lords slumped over figure, he was reclining over the back of the seat, as it was a tad bit too small for a man his height. He loomed over his figure and leaned down as Lord Luo opened his teary eyes, and placed a kiss on his forehead, right over his demon mark.
He pulled back as his Lord looked at him with an astonished gaze, no more new tears rolling down his cheeks.
Following his husband's past actions he spoke to him, “.A . . kiss . .for the homies.”
Lord Luo erupted in laughter, it was a success.