worth it (kingo sunen x xu shang chi)
summary: kingo & shang-chi finally have a conversation about their im(mortality).
a/n: okay wait first off, the languages from here that i speak are hindi and english. i do not at all know mandarin so if any of the words & translations are wrong, please lmk!! also the ending is a little weird so like im sorry i literally cannot write those. anyway ohmygod guys i’m scared that this isn’t good at all but here’s my contribution to our kingoshangchi hyper-fixation <33 i know i suck at writing but take it as it is please just like lie and tell me its okay or sumn🙏🏾 it’s short btw idk just like take it guys. also thanks to bucky for like helping me out sm <33
setting: before shang-chi & the legend of the ten rings takes place and the second part is after it does.
warning/s: possibly ooc?? mentions of blood, talk of future loss/death, immortal/mortal trope, angst then fluff so hurt/comfort i think. some words are in hindi and mandarin so look for translations at the end !! gay as hell
worth it (kingo sunen x xu shang chi)
“what’s gonna happen when i eventually die?” shang-chi asked out of nowhere, his voice low as he feared the answer.
kingo’s heart ached at the question and his boyfriend’s wobbly voice. his heartbeat went up and the xu boy felt it from his place on the former’s chest. that was the one question that he prayed shang-chi never asked, the one question he wouldn’t — couldn’t answer right away.
the star exhaled shakily and avoided shang-chi’s gaze, “i don’t..” he trailed off when he heard his voice crack. “i don’t like thinking about that,” he quickly breathed out.
“but you have thought about it?”
“shang-chi, do we really have to—”
“yeah! i mean, we have to talk about it someday, kingo!” shang-chi exclaimed as he picked up his head from his partner’s muscular chest and sat up a little, resting his weight on his elbows. now his eyes were fixated directly on kingo. “i know we both have been putting off having this conversation but i just.. i can’t do this anymore.” he shook his head. “please, let’s just talk about it.”
“what is there to talk about, jaanemann?” kingo sighed and rubbed his eyes with the hand that wasn’t still around shang-chi’s waist.
“my inevitable death, ài,” shang-chi leaned his head forward, prompting the man to look at him. “you know that eventually you’re gonna lose me. what, then?”
“where are you planning to go with this?” kingo flailed his hand.
“i just feel like..” shang-chi trailed off, tearing up at the thought. “i.. you deserve to be with someone that can be by your side till the end of time. i’ll eventually die and you don’t deserve to go through that pain, i..” he stopped to blink away his tears and clear his throat. “i don’t think i’m worth it. you shouldn’t go through all that pain just because of me.”
kingo was, to put it lightly, honestly, flabbergasted. he simply couldn’t comprehend what his boyfriend was saying.
“what do you mean you’re ‘not worth it’?” kingo croaked out. both the men’s eyesights were blurred by their tears. there were too many to blink away so they both let a few fall, simultaneously moving forward to wipe the opposite’s away.
kingo sat up too, now, forcing shang-chi to sit up properly as well. he pulled him forward so that their knees were touching and let his hand rest on his waist and the other lightly cupped his wet cheek.
“shang-chi, i need you to know that when i tell you you’re the love of my life, i mean it. seriously, i mean, i actually can’t imagine loving someone this way.” kingo sniffed out. shang-chi’s lips turned into a pout as he tried not to cry even more.
“look, i can’t imagine losing you. i know that one day i will. but that doesn’t mean i’m gonna let you go right now just because of that. i’d rather have spent, even, just half a century with you than a lifetime with anyone else, okay? because i think you’re absolutely worth it.” kingo smiled softly at the shorter man prodding him to return it. “oh, what the hell? why did i just say that like i’m in that damned shampoo ad?” when shang-chi did giggle in acknowledgment of his attempt to make him laugh, kingo felt a burden get lifted off his chest.
“it’s okay that we won’t get to spend forever together. but right now? i’ll take all the time with you that i can.”
shang-chi sniffed, wiping his tears away with the back of his hand and enveloping the love of his life in a tight embrace. they both fell back into the mattress, chuckling softly. shang-chi kissed kingo’s cheek quickly and went back to resting his head on his chest. “i love you.”
“so.. we’re okay, right?” kingo carefully checked. shang-chi, whose eyes were still closed as he took in how blessed he was that he had this lovely man as his significant other, nodded, “more than.”
they were, in fact, not okay. not at the moment, at least.
“tu kitna bada chutiya hain, yaar,” kingo cussed under his breath, grabbing a wet cotton swab and dabbing the huge cut that was on shang-chi’s face with it.
his boyfriend had just returned to their apartment after a long, long week of facing his past. his dad, particularly. he was all injured but he headed straight for their home to meet kingo and the first thing kingo did was pull him in the bathroom to patch him up and also, shout at him.
“rúguǒ nǐ bù huì shuō yīngyǔ, nàme,” shang-chi retorted. kingo huffed in annoyance, throwing out the now dirty swab. “you are an idiot, i said.” he spat and shang-chi tutted.
“badass,” kingo whispered, making him smile.
“what i don’t get is— why didn’t you just— i don’t know? call me? your boyfriend who is also a superhero? you know i could’ve helped!”
“i needed to—” hiss! “—do that on my own. plus, you were shooting ikaris’ climax scene. i’ve been waiting for so long for that goddamned movie — how could i interrupt?” the man in the red suit grinned at his boyfriend in hopes of calming him down.
it worked like a charm, because kingo was now chuckling. shang-chi’s grin turned into a soft smile of admiration. “i’m fine, bǎobèi. really. don’t worry. but hey! look! i’m a superhero too, now!” he jumped off his place on their bathroom counter and grabbed both of kingo’s shoulders. “and i have a big, big surprise for you,”
the actor’s ears perked up at that and he infamously raised his eyebrow, but continued packing the first aid kit he’d finished up with. “what is it? you bring me your mom’s recipe book?” he chuckled.
“i doubt that. you told me that she— oh! okay, we’re going—” kingo stammered as shang-chi dragged him out of their bathroom. he pulled kingo to sit down with him on their king-sized bed which bounced and creaked under their weight.
“okay, so. the rings, right?” shang-chi pointed to where they sat next to them. kingo nodded, inquisitive. “i hadn’t told you about their powers entirely because i wasn’t sure, either. but now i know.”
“they make their user strong. so, i have super-strength when i use them, right? but they give me another ability, too,” shang-chi breathed out quickly, excited to tell kingo.
“they made my father immortal. and now that i have them,” he trailed off with a grin, hoping kingo would catch on. “you can be immortal too?” kingo exclaimed in question and grabbed shang-chi’s collars. and when he rapidly nodded, kingo was sure there could not be a happier man on the planet.
many, many tearful kisses and hugs later, kingo whispered, “this means— we can have our happily ever after?”
“we can have our happily ever after, qīn'ài de.”
translations: jaanemann (hindi) — sweetheart | ài (mandarin) — love | tu kitna bada chutiya hain yaar (hindi) — you are such an asshole | rúguǒ nǐ bù huì shuō yīngyǔ, nàme (mandarin) — if you don’t speak in english, then | bǎobèi (mandarin) — babe | qīn'ài de (mandarin) — dearest.
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