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maomao finally finished drying her hair, putting the hairdryer down then claw clipping her hair up.
she threw her dirty clothes in the basket, laundry was tomorrow’s problem. she turned the bathroom light off and walked into the living room, jinshi was already sat on the coach, two bowls of pasta on the table.
“hungry?”
he asked, smiling at her.
maomao sat beside him, pinching his arm before grabbing her bowl.
“ouch.”
“thanks for the food.”
jinshi put on the show he was watching, maomao still didn’t understand the concept of love island, but jinshi loved it. he said ‘the drama is amazing’ or something like that.
him and loulan bond over it whenever they see each other, maomao thinks it wasn’t that bad.
after a good 40 minutes of jinshi screaming at the tv, screeching when something shocking happens, and yelling at people for being stupid, he finally turned the tv off.
“how was work?”
maomao asked, putting her bowl down and picking up her water bottle.
“not too bad, gyokuyou asked about you today, wanted to make sure i was taking care of you.”
“really? what did you say?”
“i said i was doing an impeccable job.”
maomao gave him a grin and raised a brow.
“is it now?”
“well, i’ve made sure no weird plant had killed you, so yes, i’m doing a great job.”
maomao rolled her eyes and he laughed.
“how about you babe? how was work?”
“not that bad actually, but a lot of patients came in with the same symptoms, so i prescribed them all the same medicines - i gave them a little dosage just to check, and i think i know the cause-“
maomao began rambling about her mystery illness. jinshi leaned back into the coach, he folded his arms over his chest, smiling and nodding.
his eyes softened as she mumbled the possible cures for various illnesses.
jinshi took her hand in his, bringing it to his lips and softly kissing her ring finger.
“vomiting sometimes happens, but it’s no- well sometimes, no actually, wait-“
“why are you stuttering so much?”
maomao blushed, ripping her hand away from his.
“how do you want me to focus after that?”
she mumbled to herself, jinshi obviously heard this, he turned her face to him and kissed her, pulling her on top of him in the process.
jinshi fell backwards, not breaking the kiss as his hands travelled as they pleased. maomao tried bringing him even closer, trying to sit up. jinshi got the hint and sat up with maomao on his lap.
the kiss finally broke, both of them panting heavily. jinshis lips immediately went for maomaos uncovered neck, kissing the soft skin before biting softly.
“ah-! jinshi!”
maomao hit him on the arm, jinshi looked up at her and smirked.
“your so beautiful.”
“shut up.”
jinshis traced a finger down her back and smiled.
“my gorgeous girl.”
his hands went under her shirt as he squeezed her waist.
“cmon carry on, what about vomiting?”
maomao crossed her arms and scowled.
“you don’t even know what i’m talking about.”
“i like listening to you.”
he pushed them both onto the coach, hiding his face in the crook of her neck. maomao’s hands went into his hair, wrapping it around her fingers.
she continued talking about her medicines, jinshi only spoke when he recognised one, other than that he let her speak.
she only stopped when she heard light snores.
maomao moved her head so she could look at jinshi’s face, his head was leaning against her chest, face softened.
maomao pressed a kiss on his forehead, then in between his eyebrows, then under his eyes.
she peppered kisses on whatever skin she could find, before pecking his lips softly. the snores stopped and jinshi smirked, pushing her head back against his and kissing her.
maomao lazily kissed back, arms wrapped around his head.
jinshi opened his eyes.
“i love you.”
he whispered, kissing her cheek.
maomao smiled and flicked his forehead.
“we still have dishes to do.”
jinshi groaned and closed his eyes again, maomao shimmied out of his grip and picked up the bowls, walking into the kitchen.
as she was washing and putting the bowls away, she saw jinshi leaning against the door.
“bed?”
she asked, he nodded.
“bed.”
maomao dragged him into the bathroom first, they both brushed their teeth, cleansed their faces and did their skincare.
since they were already in their pyjamas, they both jumped into bed.
jinshi wrapped his arms around maomao’s torso, leaning against her chest.
maomao’s hands were on his back, as she closed her eyes.
“goodnight maomao.”
maomao quickly kissed his cheek.
“goodnight zuigetsu.”
jinshi’s cheeks turned pink as he held her tighter.
soon, they both drifted into sleep, comfortably in each other’s arms.