ᝰ.ᐟ After meeting you 'coincidentally' a few times, he would often mention you to his mother when giving her update. He doesn't even notice that he talks about you quite a lot. Now his mother would bring up your name every time they would talk. Ever since, he constrained himself from doing so.
ᝰ.ᐟ Jiyan has a habit to scan parts of your body after a fight, by scanning— he would eye you from head to toe. He doesn't know how it affects you inside or notice your embarrassment.
ᝰ.ᐟ Jiyan's way of speaking towards you is more informal than how he usually speaks to his soldiers. He would even crack jokes that aren't funny but how can you not laugh when he's so cute? (He's a grown man in the military)
ᝰ.ᐟ He likes to cook for his colleagues and especially you. When making his special jinzhou stew, he would make sure to keep some leftovers for whenever you come and visit.
ᝰ.ᐟ Distant. Jiyan becomes very distant when he realizes how he sees you is different from how he sees other people.
ᝰ.ᐟ Jiyan may be one of the few people that don't see you(or canon rover) as a resonator weapon and refuses to put your life on stake.
Warning: rating 18+ for accidental pregnancy, references of s*x, maybe ooc?
-It had been very sudden, something neither of you were expecting.
-You were terrified to tell him, as most people were even to scared to approach him in general.
-Except for you, when three drinks too many you ended up tangled between his arms in his bed.
-Thus you ultimately decide that you’re actually a chicken and opt out of saying anything until it started to become more and more obvious you had been hiding something big.
-He could sense the change in the tides rather swiftly, picking up on all your habits, the standoffishness you had been exhibiting, the way you had become secretive, how he could sense something was different. You looked different, and though it had been months since he last touched you, he could feel a difference.
-He couldn’t figure what he had done to make you change so much in such a short amount of time, he partially wondered if you had another lover, if you were getting attention elsewhere. That could be the change, someone who is fulfilling your needs better then he ever could.
-You however, were panicking with each incoming day as your bump grew larger and larger, your hips widening, your breasts also larger and far more tender. Your body was constantly changing, and with that came the worst case of morning sickness Baizhi had seen in a long time. She tried her best to give you some natural remedies that wouldn’t hurt you or the baby in your womb but to no avail nothing helped except to hideaway and sleep off the nausea off.
-Calcharo was beginning to worry, something the man hadn’t thought he was capable of in so long, the coldness that enshrouded him, he never thought someone as warm as you would find a way to melt through.
“This is the third com they’ve sent within the last few months that they are still away on an expedition. I think they might have defected sir,” One of his men say to him. He says nothing in return, his eyes cold and calculating. He wonders about the timing, wonders if you had enough of one night with him. Fine. Let it be that way.
-About 20 weeks go by, your bump is out and you’ve been in hiding for far to long. Guilt consumed you, knowing that your child deserved a father, but the question was simple, would he be a good one? He was cold, men and women of all kinds feared him, his enemies loathed him, a target on his head at all times. What kind of life would that be for your child?
-And you would protect your unborn child, in whatever way was necessary.
-And then he finds you, in passing, at the market. In fact, he sees you before you see him, and he struck in awe, your belly swollen, hands cradling the bump hidden beneath the fabric of your dress.
-This is what you had been hiding? You were with child? Was it his? Was it someone else’s? How far along were you? Why did you hide it? Why did you hide? His thoughts races a million miles an hour, his body paralyzed in place as he watches you converse with the townspeople. An old granny, putting her hand on your stomach, a smile emitting from your lips.
-However all he can think about is how he had been shut out, how he had been given no choice, how he didn’t know, how much he had missed. It hurt him to admit but he was mad, and not because you had done any of these things, but because he already knew why without having to ask.
-His position, his work, his source of income. The dangers he brought just by existing in the same space as you, he knew why.
-But he is a stubborn man, and views his responsibility of raising his unborn child as a higher priority then the Ghost Hounds. So his feet begin to travel in wide strides, strait towards you, pushing through the crowd of people in the heart of Jinzhou.
“Y/N.” His voice is quiet but startles you in whipping around, arms flying to your bump. To hide it maybe? Your not sure, it feels like the right thing to do. His presence is overwhelming, his scent familiar, but when you look into his eyes to see nothing but pure hurt you’ve understood you’ve made the wrong choice in not telling him. Your eyes well with tears faster then you can comprehend, your emotions on heightened hormonal train wreck.
The granny stands quietly behind you, a pillar in your current pregnancy when you had come back into Jinzhou for check ups with Baizhi. She had offered you a bowl of ramen from her shop telling you that it was okay you couldn’t afford it, you had another mouth to feed. Once you had stabilized another job within the city you had been constantly visiting her to pay back your due to her kindness. She knew of the man standing in front of you, you had only spent most of your time talking about him.
“Why don’t we take this inside children, its rather busy in the market today,” Her wizened words pull Calcharo from his stupor, his hand reaching to you to guide you into the grandmothers ramen shop.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” He sounds almost desperate as soon as you’ve walked into the silence of the shop, he doesn’t care, “You just left. You lied.”
“I thought I was protecting them,” Your lips trembled, he had every reason to be mad, even if you didn’t think the leader of the ghost hounds would want anything to do with family or raising one of his own.
“From me?” He whispers.
You stay silent, guilt raising the bile in your throat, your stomach flipping. With shaky hands you feel the walls of your throat closing up, a gagging motion coming from your gut as you turn to beeline for the bathroom. In an instant your on your knees in front of the toilet, holding onto your stomach and the rim of the toilet bowl as this mornings breakfast makes it way out of your body.
-(Baby Calchalator isn’t a fan of cheesy eggs on toast apparently)
-You can’t hear anything, your body is reverent with chills, shaking violently with each outburst.
-You almost don’t recognize his touch because he is so gentle.
-His hands slip around the strands of your fallen hair, pulling it back as his other hand rubs soothing circles along your back. He was on his knees, one on each side of your body, holding you tightly in place.
-Once you’ve finally calmed, his hands reach under each arm to help you to your feet, a task that usually had been taking the wind out of you and a task he did effortlessly.
“I’m sorry I left.” You whisper after a few moments of silence.
His eyes were defeated, head hanging low as his eyes trained on the tips of his shoes, “If you don’t want me to be here I’ll leave, I’ll do whatever you think is best for you and our child.”
-And-oh god-
-He wants it, and your hearts racing because he wants your child, he wants to be there, to raise them on his principles, to take their hand and guide them through life, and he wants to be there doing that with you.
-He’s stern now, feeling fear for the answer to come from your lips. On one hand he knew he would bring danger, in was in his nature and nothing good ever followed once he collected of his debts from his line of work. He knew he was rigid, bound by a staggering fate that he would cycle through each contract till one eventually took his life. Would he leave his child without a father out of fate or because of a decision of the one person who made him change his mind on everything? Because on the other hand, he never knew how quickly he’d embrace the idea of having his own kid. He could already feel the twinge of hope taking root inside of him, hope that you would let him stay, hope that he would get to hold that little baby in his arms, hope that would be his reason to shape into a man his child would be proud to call their father.
You don’t hesitate, “Stay.”
-His eyes snap to your eyes, checking for honesty, he’s in disbelief. Stay? Stay.
“You’ll still have me? Despite everything?” He’s cautious, will they just leave him again? Will they change their mind? His fear is masked with a stoic thin line of his lips pressed together, emotions securely hidden behind his eyes. They tell you nothing, you don’t know what he’s thinking, but you can feel his pain, the hurt, the betrayal.
“You’ve proved me wrong,” You say, looking at him, “I don’t think there is anybody else who deserves this more then you do, and I am so sorry that I almost took that from you.”
-It was the most honest apology he’d ever received, and in no time you were in his arms, in the confines of the bathroom where no one, not even granny, could see the tears that fell from the ghost hounds eyes. His heart had been beating so fast, his hands felt frozen solid and yet he grappled you in, his hands finding solace on the growing bump.
(AN: This was 100% self indulgent. Should I make this a series?)
New fic ! Though his man seriously needs sleep . He has enough stress upon him with all those tds .
Well , this is a nice surprise .
When you woke up in the morning you never thought you’d see Jiyan in your bed with his arms wrapped snuggly around you .
It was…..
Nice
It’s been so long since you’ve seen him , the image in your brain muddled from all the weeks you haven’t seen him.
Now that he was here by your side , sleeping, you could finally recall all the details . You sighed . It was comforting to see that your dear general was finally sleeping after such long days on the battlefield.
You really need to file a complaint about his screwed up sleep schedule.
While you’ve done that many times , some of the encounters with a scowl on your face since your dear husband collapsed, they never seem to learn .
So, you do it over and over again in order to finally convince the commander to let your lover rest for some time .
You slipped out of bed , after finally untangling yourself from his arms, and put on your clothes to set off for the office .
As soon as you got there , you were met with a surprise , the surprise being the fact Jiyan is awake and ready .
“ Hey, why are you up?” You walk over to him and gently cradle his face and kiss his cheek.
A soft rumble formed in his chest before he answered,” Because I know you were going to file a complaint about my schedule.”
You were dumbfounded for a few seconds before regaining your senses and then laughing. “ Am I that predictable?”
You smile sheepishly and walk up to him , gently taking his face in your hands and kissing his cheek and then let go .
He shakes his head before saying , “ No , it’s just that every time you file a complaint , the commander is scared to death of you and tells me about it .”
Oh. Damn .Oops.
You smile sheepishly and then say ,” Well , I’m sorry for wanting you to get some proper sleep,I don’t regret it however .”
He gives you a sweet smile before taking your hand and guiding you to the exit of the town .” As much as I appreciate your concern , I don’t require it . Now , let’s go sightseeing shall we?”
You look at him and raise an eyebrow as he pulls you outside the border of the town.” Are you sure you don’t need the concern? There have been multiple times where you collapsed in front of the house .”
You gently rub your thumbs on the dark semicircles underneath his eyes . Every time you see them , it breaks your heart .
His eyes soften and he gently takes your hand in his before kissing them . “ How about this , once the Tacet Dicords are disposed of , I’ll retire and spend all my time with you .” He gently caresses your cheek .
You think about his offer , after some careful consideration, you accept the offer.However , being the stubborn person you are , you say “ I’m filing a complaint anyways, whether you like it or not!”
He just smile and then leads you to a pond .
He’ll just have to wait for you to understand how important you are to him .
⊹ ࣪ ˖ summary: General Jiyan, the man proclaimed to be stoic and cold, dislikes seeing wounds on his reckless new 'Friend', Rover.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ content: F!Rover & Jiyan.
⊹ ࣪ ˖ Au!notes: The rover I use in these posts are much like an OC but no changes to appearances, just some slight Tweaks with their canon personality.
LOG 1.
ᝰ.ᐟAfter restoring peace once more in Jinzhou city, Rover had found herself roaming across different areas of Huanglong.
ᝰ.ᐟRover has been having a weird obsession of hunting loots and supply chests whereas she would often just dive in into exile camps with one swift for shell credits or just for the 'thrill'.
ᝰ.ᐟHer recklessness had caused her to get flung by a chasm guardian all the way to where the midnight rangers are stationed. She obviously hit her head so badly that it made her see twos of one midnight ranger and twos of one... Jiyan
ᝰ.ᐟ When General Jiyan himself came into view, the chasm guardians grumbles went silent and rover laid on the ground, paralyzed in pain and ofcourse from the embarrassment. Rover admired General Jiyan like most would, his compliments made her heart jump on clouds, she even claimed,
"If General Jiyan ever compared me to a tacet discord, I think I can die happy"
To chixia and yangyang. They were worried.
ᝰ.ᐟ With her vision slowly coming aligned, she could clearly see Jiyan's face hovering on top of hers as he examined her for injuries. His face was etched with a mixture of concern and frustration.
"Rover," His voice shook her, "Are you able to stand? Or do you need me to assist you?" He added, the tone of his voice— which he tried to maintain its composure— trembled. He could tell how hard the impact was as a former medic so it arose concern, forgetting the fact that Rover is a Resonator weapon.
ᝰ.ᐟ "I'm fine, General!" She sat up, "Tougher than a Junrock!" She gave him a toothy grin but he could tell she was trying to comfort him. He heaved a defeated sigh before standing up, lending a hand to rover. Rover hesitated for a split second before placing her battered hand on his palm.
ᝰ.ᐟ As jiyan pulled her up, he has yet to let go of her hand. Rover couldn't say anything about it because she was getting flustered— Not in a way where she's catching feelings, no, much like meeting a famous person. Jiyan flipped her hand to its back and scanned her palm, a small click of his tongue made her flinch.
"If you were one of my rangers, I would've scolded you until 2 nights had passed for displaying such behavior.." He spoke, or rather, grumbled, as he scuffled to his small waist bag "But.. I value you as a friend. Please, Be more careful." He no longer looked frustrated, Although he never looked directly into her eyes too— not like she'd notice, she can't even look at him for more than 5 seconds.
ᝰ.ᐟ On his palm was a small container that he pulled out of his bag. The herbal cream had an aroma of Angelica flowers, it seems like he had personally made it. She had a few scratches, some bled, some were red but nonetheless, jiyan didn't like seeing them, especially on her.
ᝰ.ᐟ "Next time," he broke the silence between the two of them, "Call for my aid. As of lately, I'm not as occupied.. I can perhaps accompany you."
ᝰ.ᐟ Rover looked at him blankly, she was denser than a rock but she knew that he was feeling shy. So she also felt shy. So then the both of them were shy.
ᝰ.ᐟ Frankly, if these two were ever to date, it would be like seeing two lambs make conversation.
AU: First post Raaaah ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡
These are one of the contents I make, I know this one is boring but I tried to make it as similar to the game hehe.
