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The meeting was dismissed, and Xue Meng slouched in his throne. The grand Loyalty Hall is now empty and quiet, dirt scattered across the floor from boots of officials and elders that burst their way through.
All of them were either seeking help or sending in yet another complaint, trying to squeeze out every last bit of profit they possibly could from their new sect leader. Xue Meng, now the sect leader of Sisheng Peak, sighed quietly, fixing his posture again before standing up and making his way to his chambers.
His hair crown was slightly crooked, eyebags forming underneath his drooping sharp brown eyes. The space between his eyebrows creased as he pinched his temple.
To think that he used to walk through these very halls alongside his two shidi, and his respected shizun with a carefree mind, he never thought that being a sect leader was going to be so empty and draining. At the very least, he didn't expect his family, tied by blood and not, to leave him at the peak of his life. Now, all those within the sect was either too young or too old, and all now only know of Sect Leader Xue. The young and proud Darling of the Heavens, Xue Meng, Xue Ziming is no longer within these walls.
Thinking during the meeting had sucked out all energy from Xue Meng, so once he arrived in his quarters, he tossed away his extravagant outer robes and immediantly hopped onto his bed, drifting off to sleep.
'I'll complete those reports and sort out the letters after a little nap...' That was Xue Meng's last thought before going into a deep slumber. Xue Meng took up a small space of his large bed, forcing him to acknowledge the lack of companionship in his life even in his sleep.
Hours passed, and Xue Meng finally felt the need to wake up, but his bed feels strangely cramped. Xue Meng felt around the bed, trying to find his hair ribbon he tossed somewhere before falling asleep.
But instead of the soft covers of his grand bed, Xue Meng's hand came in contact with solid, firm human skin. This shocked him, and he shot up from his bed, his eyes widening as two identical unwelcomed figures was present by his sides on his bed, both deep in sleep.
It might be because of Xue Meng's immediate movement, but the two slowly opened their eyes. Xue Meng looked at the Mei twins with wide eyes. How did the two of them end up in his bed?! Suprisingly, there are more absurd things in this situation. For example, how all three of them were butt naked, or how the blond pairs are wrapping their arms around Xue Meng's waist. Now not a trace of sleepiness could be seen on Xue Meng's face. Mid shock, he exclaimed, "Wuh- What are you doing in my bed?!?!" He tried to pry himslef out of their grip, but the two were holding him too tight.
Mei Hanxue rubbed his eyes, still keeping one arm around Xue Meng's waist. He lightly pinched his side, trigerring a yelp from the receiver. "Mengmeng, you okay? Were we really that hard to handle that it caused you memory loss?" Mei HanXue rubbed Xue Meng's waist, burying himself deep into the cover of his bed.
As pure as Xue Meng is, even he could decipher what was happening at the moment. Suddenly, he noticed the soreness all over his body, heavy on his buttocks. He feels refreshed, yet tired, as if he just took a shower after a long day in the Loyalty Hall. And accompanied with the way the two were so comfortable touching him all over, it was impossible not to understand the situation.
One might expect him to thrash and escape from the twins' grip, his pride preventing him from accepting the situation, but something about being sandwiched by his two trusted companion (whom he may or may not have developed romantic attraction to) after a day of talking to officials from dusk to dawn caused Xue Meng to feel the need to indulge in this unrealistic scenario.
And so he does.
'It's just a dream anyways, what's wrong with being delusional once in a while?'
Xue Meng slid back into place in Mei HanXue's and Mei Hanxue's arms, both welcoming him almost as if they've been doing this for years. The odd and unfamiliar feeling in Xue Meng quickly dissipated, turning into comfort and a sense of peace.
"What's gotten into you today?" Mei HanXue's voice was groggy, as he placed his arm underneath the brunette's head, acting as a pillow. The third of them snaked his arm around Xue meng's waist, burying his face in the crook of his shoulder. "No, nothing, I'm.."
His eyes meets the others, irises coloured with mix of blue and green, giving a sense of comfort. Xue Meng let out a small sigh, " It's nothing, really. My head hurts." Mei Hanxue petted his hair, occasionally brushing the knots out of it. Xue Meng leaned into the touch, closing his eyes and gradually falling asleep in their arms.
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When Xue Meng opened his eyes again, the room had become dark, and his bed was empty. Disappointment immediantly washed over him. Of course, it was all just a fantasy, and he had tasks to complete, a sect to rule. And so, Xue Meng walked out of his room in his inner robe, planning to make his way to his bathroom before going on another stressful day.
But nothing could prepare him for what's behind the door.
"Ah, Meng-er, are you awake?"
Shi Mei put down the dishes he was making and made his way towards the other. When his hands came in contact with the brunette's shoulder, his fond expression turned into concern. "Why are you walking around in inner robes? Here, put mine on." The beautiful man pulled off his outer robe and draped it over Xue Meng.
Still frozen over the fact that his childhood best friend, his shidi that went missing after everything that had happened, was standing right in front of him, Shi Mei pulled Xue Meng towards the dining table.