he tian: top or bottom?
mo guan shan: what the fuck?
he tian: i was talking about a bunk bed. and what did you think about, huh?
mo guan shan: WHAT THE FUCK?? WE DON'T HAVE A FUCKING BUNK BED, YOU IDIOT!
TianShan: Sex Gods
Official art by Old Xian
Yo, Old Xian be like, hey simps!!! go wild with your imagination. I wanna be honest tho, nothing beats nekkid cat Momo imo. Sadly, I can only post 10 heh but hey Tianshan really be oozing that sex appeal.
he tian, tired after a long day at work: hey, guan shan, can you do that thing that makes me happy?
mo guan shan: *smiles*
he tian: yeah, thank you.
he tian: i have a confession.
mo guan shan: ?
he tian: you know all those times you let me snuggle with you in bed after nightmares? um, half the time those nightmares were just an excuse to sleep next to you...
mo guan shan: that's terrible.
he tian: i'm sorry-
mo guan shan: you know you don't have to pretend to sleep with me. next time, just lie down next to me.
i understand your anticipation, but I'm almost sure that in the next chapter they won't pierce mo guan shan's ear because they don't have an earring. they could have gone to the store, but redhead's in such a terrible state right now... he tian simply won't let him go.
mo guan shan: *crying*
he tian: what happaned!? did somebody hurt you? tell me, i swear i'm gonna kill them-
mo guan shan: i'm just cutting onions.
he tian, at night: listen here, you stupid onion-
jian yi: lol guess what
mo guan shan: bitch with the way you live i have no fucking idea
drunk he tian: *crying*
mo guan shan: hey, asshole, why do you look so fucked up?
he tian: you know, little mo, i have a dream, and so often it seems to me that it will never come true.
mo guan shan: what kind of dream is this if you can't make it happen?
he tian: i want you to wanna kiss me so bad that you don't even ask. or ask. it doesn't really matter. i just want you to wanna kiss me. i want you to love me. i want to be with you. but... you don't want to. so now i'm drunk and crying.
mo guan shan: i can't fucking believe it. did you ask me, huh? maybe... maybe i want to, too.
he tian: well... no? do you wanna kiss me?
mo guan shan: fuck yeah.
he tian: *crying even more while they're kissing*
there are 2 types of couples:
mo guan shan: you're annoying.
he tian: then stop holding my hand.
mo guan shan: shut up.