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She gazes diligently at Jiaoqiu's face. It was smooth, and you could feel a wave of positive energy reverberating on it. In a way, it mirrored his meals.
Suddenly, his head nudges on top of her shoulder softly. She strokes and caresses his peachy pink hair being careful not to touch where the sensitive part of his ears. She could feel the skin underneath his bangs, and they were a little bit warm. Too warm to be calm about.
"You're hot."
"I know that. I'm always that."
She heats up herself, before brushing it off. She's going to admit, it took more of her to push that feeling than brushing off getting cut.
"I.. I meant that you are.. um- warm. I'm implying that you have a.." a stutter had somehow taken over her manner of speech.
"I'm not sick. Don't fret too much about it. I am a healer, I know the symptoms to a fever. Which I'm sure I don't have."
That's what Jiaoqiu seems to say everytime. The last time he had a fever that's what he said, a consolation. When he was injured during battle, that's what he said, again. He has this terrible habit of consoling his loved ones with this mindset of thinking his life is worth nothing.
"You're heating up. Please go see someone, at least. Cauldron Master Lingsha is nice, she could-"
"I'm fine, General."
"That's Feixiao to you." she sighs, before moving his head from her shoulders and doing the vice-versa. "Prove it, Jiaoqiu. A healthy man is going to be energetic. And an energetic man would be able to let his woman enjoy his presence." She asks, a request befitting of a general.
"Alright then. I'll prove it to you." He stands up, dragging her up in the process. "What do you wish to enjoy with me?"
"Many things, but you decide, according to society, the man should entertain the woman." She reaches out her right hand, almost like she was expecting it to be held fondly. "So entertain me."
"Are you using my supposed 'fever' as an excuse to show your femininity?" He confronts, "I thought you would've already embraced being the man of the house, like you always say. Clearly I thought wrong." He shrugs, letting his words linger in the air.
"So, what would you like for me to do, m'lady?" He takes her hand, "We can cook, or we could go and take a walk."
"You should know what I like to multitask, Jiaoqiu. Help yourself, just make it a compromise to one of my routine activities."
"Hmm.. what about dancing?"
And that was the fastest absolutely she's ever said.