[Reg]Jump Scare. (Caleb and Xi-Wang.)[FIN]

[Sleet Tempest Snape]

Chinese lessons were coming along, better than he’d thought, he was doing well - better than he’d thought he would. Xi-Wang was glad he had decided to do more than he previously had been doing, which had amounted to asking people in China town for lessons and help. The lessons were enjoyable as he worked on learning what he considered to be his mother tongue, as his parents and family were entirely from China. Maybe one day he would go to China and find his family and talk to them - connect to them.

That was what drove him to working on his Chinese, including using his work money to purchase work books so he could work on it on his own. It was one of those work books which he had open in front of him as he sat on the floor of Caleb’s apartment working on his writing. His pen tip, a super fine tip he’d bought to make this easier, moved across the paper as he made mark after mark, adding little lines and slashes here and there as needed.

He was trying to write the characters based on memory, he’d check in the book to check accuracy afterwards, he was taking his time to work on this since his lesson had ended only a short time ago and Caleb wasn’t here yet - perhaps working on something for school? The end of the year was closing in on them which meant exams, projects, papers and more. Xi-Wang himself had several exams coming up, for which he had been studying like crazy, but he also had papers due and a group project. The papers were mostly worked on, though none were done, and his part of the project was coming along. He needed to call, or text, someone in the group later to see how they and the others involved were doing on their parts.

Sighing he sat back for a moment, tapping the top of the pen to his bottom lip. Moving back to working then, taking a moment to brush his hair from his face.  

[Sleet Tempest Snape]

Sometimes surprises were nice, most of the time in fact, sometimes though they caused your pen to streak across the workbook you’d just been writing neatly in. This was one of those super rare times, it also was one of those times when you jumped like a horror movie had pulled one of it’s cheap scares, not that Xi-Wang ever watched horror movies - too much for him.

What was different however was the pain which raced through him, it wasn’t like he typically was hurt much less hiding an injury. He was a person who went to school, work and slept and typically in that order. Throw in a few meals, bathing, and the usual needed grooming routine and that was his life. However, things did change and sometimes those changes resulted in injuries, injuries which a person might try and hide from the person they were dating and others.

Breathing hard from the scare he set his pen and book down and turned in the others hold to stare at him, hoping he didn’t look like he was in pain, and stared for a moment. “Didn’t hear you.” Nope, the other had been silent as could be. “I love you too.” Staring up at the other from his spot on the couch.

“Sit down?”  

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“It’s ok. I was absorbed in my work as well.” Waving one hand at the workbook, he’d somehow fix up the pen ink streaked across the page, he could probably use the break anyway. Leaning into the other, glad for the body to lean against, he let his dark eyes drift closed for a moment.

“Mmm, I think we’ve both been busy. It’s almost end of the year - it’s busy for us both.” He was set to graduate, being that he was seventeen and wouldn't be eighteen till August. He had a lot on his plate and he knew Caleb did as well, it was why he didn’t let it bother him as much as it otherwise would.

Shaking his head the book was set aside, closed as well, as he shifted gingerly and moved about. Being mindful of his own injuries he came to curl up against the other and wrap his arms about him. “We can do that now. We’re both awake and here, a break from the work would be nice.” Since when he wasn’t working on his Chinese he was busy studying for the final exams and working on papers he had due for his various classes.

“What do you have in mind...I mean if you have anything in mind.” Biting his bottom lip as he stared at the other. It Caleb didn’t have an idea..well he was clueless...so then what?  

[Sleet Tempest Snape]

“We could go to a movie...I don’t know what’s playing though. We could decide when we get there, unless you know what’s playing.” Or they could look it up, something which didn’t cross his mind at the moment. He was busy leaning into the others touch, a soft pleasant sigh passing his lips. “Dinner would be nice though, something light and fresh.” He wasn’t feeling like anything heavy or oily, the idea of a salad or something really light in flavor was appealing at the moment.

Shaking his head he managed a smile. “I’m ok...I’m not sick.” Just injured. He didn’t want to hide it, at least not any more than he had been, but he didn’t want to worry or upset the other either. Looking up towards the hand against his forehead, silently weighing his options, the dark eyed male finally decided to speak.

“No, no fever. I just got into...a scuffle of sorts the other night so I’m still a bit sore.” He hoped that would be enough to answer the other, and yet somehow doubted it. The other was the sort to be concerned and want to know what had happened and make sure he was ok, and he was ready for it.  

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“I didn’t want to worry you, and no it wasn’t someone mugging me.” Reaching over to pet the others hair gently, fingers moving down to the others cheek softly. “I doubt the cops could do anything. They haven’t stopped those oddly dressed people in the city yet.” Which was true. You’d think by now the cops would have done something, anything. Or maybe some higher power...something on a more state or federal government level. But nothing had happened really.

“I had to get some stitches. They are still a bit sore and itch.” As healing wounds tended to do, and he had to keep trying to distract himself from rubbing or scratching at the area. Glass kinda wasn’t something you wanted to get hit by though, it tended to do a good amount of damage.

Cupping the other’s face gently the dark eyed male drew the other in close, gently brushing his lips to Caleb’s.  

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Leaning into the other, soaking up the warmth and comfort, Xi-Wang laid his head on the others shoulder. “I didn’t want to worry you. I knew you’d be worried.” He could have always called the other from the hospital, or had someone else call him, the story he was telling now would have worked even then and there. But he had honestly known the other would have been worried. It wasn’t a bad thing, it meant Caleb cared, but he didn’t like to be the cause for the others worry - he really didn’t.

“I don’t like knowing I’m worrying you...I couldn’t do that to you.” His voice was soft, a whisper, he felt guilty for not telling Caleb but he couldn’t at the time. He only was telling him because he had to now and lying wasn’t what he wanted to do anyway.

“You can come when the stitches come out at the doctors.” He knew the other was upset he hadn’t called him to the hospital so he was hoping to offer some middle ground, a sort of apology. “Next time, though I hope there isn’t one….I’ll tell you.” He would, he meant it, he felt guilty right now as he sat there with the other holding him. Curling into Caleb’s form he nuzzled into his neck gently. “I’ll keep that in mind...it’s not always easy. And I don’t like to worry or upset people, at least not people I care about.” Like Caleb, he cared about him, though with Caleb is was a tug of war...figuring which was worse, feeling guilty over not telling him or feeling bad for upsetting and worrying him. He’d try to be honest though, at least as honest as he could be. He couldn’t tell Caleb he was a dark mirror senshi, as much as he wished he could.  

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Taking the other’s hand, cheeks flushed red from the others words, he stood slowly. Legs unfolding as he got up and stood next to the other. “That sounds good..it sounds nice.” They’d figure out things together, they had to, and would work out this whole relationship thing. It was new to them both and would take time. It was a step they were taking, there would be more to come. Xi-Wang could only hope one of them didn’t involve magical identities, that was one step he didn’t think was one they should ever take.

For now though he was content to focus on dinner and a movie. “Alright...let’s go.”