Cuddles it is, then ~ Jing Yuan looks after you on your period.
That's literally it. I've got cramps, so, self indulgence. I wrote this in about 20 minutes with a hot water bottle on my stomach. Was gonna be a 'hsr men when you're on your period' but I got carried away lmao. I guess I do one for each oops. Send warm cosy gentle gorgeous generals to help pls much appreciated. Enjoy. Mentions of: period cramps, duh.
You were trying your best to just go about your day, getting stuff done. But the Aeons had apparently decided that today, the day you had to go back and forth from the divination comission, was the day you would have cramps with an intensity you hadn't seen in months. It felt as though your insides were twisting like pretzels, slowing your steps as the twinges coursed through even your legs and lower back.
Back to the seat of divine foresight, for the second time, though it felt like the fifth. The Loufu air did little to refresh you, as it usually would, but you still felt a touch stuffy as you entered the large long room.
It's like he felt it, in the air. The General looked towards the doors, as always when someone came in, and as his gaze caught you he stood up from his desk, a small bubble of concern rising to his chest.
"What's wrong?" He asked, walking over to you, eyes raking your figure like a gentle but attentive caress, as if to figure out the answer by looking. He could just...feel it. He wasn't always right about these things, not being used to sensing and attending to people's emotions so much as he was with you, now. But he was learning, quickly, and had every will to know all your signs, found it happening somewhat naturally, absorbing them without much thought. He might be the dozing general, but he wasn't lazy, not when it came to you.
As you tried to brush it off, say you aren't feeling well but it'll pass, his eyebrow not covered by his long fair bangs furrowed a little, his golden eyes tracing your facial features with increased concern. His hand came to your face, then, fingers gently running from the side of your jaw down to your chin, before slipping underneath and tucking your chin upwards with the side of his forefinger, lifting your eyes to meet his.
"Tell me. Someone else can do this job, for you. There's no need for you to suffer," he spoke softly, his voice so warm and soothing you didn't know whether it was the state you were in or what but it was a little ridiculous how a voice could feel like a blanket being tucked beneath you, enveloping you in it's gentle and safe embrace. It was enough to make your defenses, your stubbornness to push through the pain, cave. It always was. He always was.
You admitted what's wrong, eyes flitting briefly around the room to the other staff members and people in and out, though they couldnt hear, before returning to his uncovered one. It softened ever so slightly with the realisation, then flickered with a hint of determination. "Let us go home, then. I'm able to spare a little while," he said, already leading you out of the doors with a hand brushing over your lower back. It almost made you ache with the need for his touch there, the pressure, to ease the incessant cramps that tore through your insides.
You both walked out into the Loufu air once again, though this time you felt significantly more at ease with him beside you. It was always that way, he had this soothing feeling that was confusing, but incredible, especially in moments like now. But he walked you at a good pace, wanting to get you back to the room you shared, off your feet.
He eyed you sidelong, a hint of a smirk on his lips. "It would have been wiser to tell me earlier, you know. Your stubbornness is endearing, but not when it harms you." You might have been a little petulant at the gentle jab if it wasn't for who was speaking, the voice that curled around you again and made you want to do exactly that, into his arms.
When inside, you both took off what you didn't need, the uncomfier outer pieces of clothing, and he took your face in his hand again, achingly gentle yet firm, steady. This way about him always had you melting, but when you were indisposed like this it was lucky you could even function much. "What is it you need most right now? Be honest. I'm here, I have an hour or so." You felt a little guilty, of course, pulling him away from work. But he did his job so well the seat often just worked itself. He didn't doze off for nothing. You were just so grateful to have him here right now, and not think about anything else.
"You. Just...cuddle me?" You said, almost shy. You were just tired, done, ready to be held like a little child despite perhaps some ego hidden inside somewhere being gently bruised as a result.
He smiled, then, eyes softening as his large hands found your waist, pulling you just a little closer. He hummed a low melodic note in fond amusement. "I can do that," he murmured, feeling himself have a little flutter of warmth and excitement at the idea. He was a cuddler. A big one. And this was an excuse to cuddle you during the day. While he wouldn't wish this upon you, he wasn't complaining.
He took your fingers effortlessly and lead you to the bed, before letting you go and settling onto it, back propped up against the pillows and large headboard that stretched the wall. His legs stretched out, one slightly bent, a gap between them perfect for you, as he opened his arms with a little curl to his lips, soft in fond amusement as he looked at your slightly grumpy and pained form. "Come."
As you curled into his chest, in his lap almost, his arms fell around you naturally, enclosing you in his cocoon of warmth and comfort that was so familiar, so soothing, it felt as though some of the pain almost faded instantly. As you nuzzled into his almost unbearably warm, broad, chest a little, he let out a quiet chuckle. "Comfy, little one?" He hummed. His hand travelled down your skin to your lower abdomen, his warm and firm hand resting across it, almost bringing a sigh from your lips in relief at the gentle pressure and warmth slowly unravelling the tight knots that had been building all morning
"You know," he continued, thoughtfully, tucking his nose into your hair. "You could afford to be a little more high maintenance. I'd have cooked something, visited Lingsha, but all you want is cuddles, hm?" It's a gentle tease, one that drips with his fondness but also his concern that he wasn't doing enough for you, that you felt bad and weren't saying the things you needed. He was a bit of a worrier, as well as a cuddler. When it came to you, anyway.
"I know, just...we can get those later, right now this is what I need," you murmured, nuzzling further as if it was physically possible to get closer to him. He chuckled again, a hint of tension seeping out of him into the mattress as his arms shifted to get more comfortable around you. He accepted his fate, happily, very much so, a warmth unrelated to your body heat running through him at the fact you wanted him, needed him, especially at a time you felt so vulnerable. That he could bring you comfort and release somehow humbled him, brought him a deep sense of peace and belonging he hadn't felt in a long time.
"Cuddles it is, then," he mumbled, and placed a soft kiss on the top of your head.
Dan Heng one here. Lemme know if you want another with someone else in particular. Ill do it just for you babygirl (gn), maybe, if I feel like it ;)
i joked to friends about that neo commission and her being circumcized and one of my friends was like "i can see her doing it herself..." and now all i can think about is your neo's thing about removing her fingerprints and i thought this was appropriately cursed to share askdaldjklj
we learnt one thing about Neos: they will do shit themselves!
