I Think I Love You
I Think I Love You
I Think I Love You
Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: Underage
Category: M/M
Fandom: 二哈和他的白猫师尊 - 肉包不吃肉 | The Husky and His White Cat
Shizun - Meatbun Doesn't Eat Meat
Relationship: Chu Wanning/Mo Ran | Mo Weiyu, Chu Wanning & Mo Ran | Mo
Weiyu
Character: Chu Wanning, Mo Ran | Mo Weiyu, Xue Meng | Xue Ziming, Shi Mei |
Shi Mingjing
Additional Tags: Boys Kissing, Kissing, Teacher-Student Relationship, Sleeping
Together, Drunken Kissing, Drunken Confessions, Love Confessions,
New Year's Eve, Wine, Sharing a Bed, Vomiting, Emetophobia, Dead
Dove: Do Not Eat
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2023-03-22 Words: 1,204 Chapters: 1/1
Summary
It's New Years, and Chu Wanning is gathered around a table with his disciples, as the fun of
the night ensues, he can't help but start thinking about Mo Ran...
Notes
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It was New Year's Eve at Sisheng Peak, and Chu Wanning with all his Disciples were celebrating
the occasion. Wanning, as his typical cold self was, attempting to be indifferent to the current party
that took place although his disciples had no such reservations.
The table they were sat at was of fine paulownia wood, with clumsily pleated dumplings in coated
chilli oil and spring onions with sweet tangyuan complete with aged wine. Wanning, too ashamed
of getting another cavity restraining himself of indulging in a sweet treat, whilst his students did not
hold back in tasting all their New Years banquet had to offer.
"Mn- Mengmeng" Mo Ran whined "let me have the last dumpling!" reaching over,
"Gah- Don't even with that name- Hmph! You're so greedy Mo ran!" Xue Meng retorted.
But by then, the last chilli soaked dumpling had been eaten by his adoptive cousin.
Internally, Wanning found their constant bickering every bit as amusing as it was irritating. To his
pupils, he was as collected and callous as per usual however the ever mysterious Shizun was in fact
carefully observing one of his students in particular, he couldn't tell weather it was the joyful
atmosphere or the peaceful happiness of the moment yet he found himself with a steady,
comfortable warmth sat deep in his chest and made his heart flutter.
Chu Wanning was once again reminded of his complicated feelings he just loved to shunt aside in
favour of ignoring them altogether. He'd simply rather not acknowledge the humiliation in addition
to the already internal torment of the Yuheng elder lusting after his disciple. The shame and
embarrassment he felt waking up of having an erotic dream of his pupil, disgusted at the lewd
thoughts of him.
So as a consequence, his content, pure love and care despite running deeply for his third pupil was
quietly buried under wraps and wraps like the Beidou Immortal's white, smart robes.
---
It had been about an hour since Shizun's first two disciples had left too lay down for the night after
midnight had passed, Shi Mei gently carrying up Xue Meng up to the young masters bedroom after
he had gotten far too tipsy to walk quite correctly along with many others, quieting the great hall
down.
The sheer intimacy of being all alone with just one another made both of their hearts skip a beat
and their chests flutter. Wanning trying to keep his cool but felt an eerily comforting warmth
creeping up through his system as he gazed back at the now drunk Mo Ran, who just grinned a
mischievous, sloppy smile in utter happiness.
Wanning couldn't believe this. He took a double take at this moment, and nearly choked on his
own spit at the abrupt somewhat confession. Wanning knew he had a complex umbrella of feelings
to Mo Ran yet never put much consideration into the idea of Mo Ran sharing these complex
feelings. As his Shizun, he probably ought to guide him through this, yet had almost not a thought
as to where to even start.
Of which, the Yuheng Elder made the executive decision to hoist his disciple up by the legs, the
other arm supporting his back to his personal quarters.
Once back to his room, Chu Wanning gently lay the younger of the two on his bed. Whilst doing
so, his mind went back to Mo Ran's half attempted confession. He called him 'Wanning'. He had
never done that before- They were Shizun and disciple. Yet he had felt close enough to call him by
his first name.
Wanning was promptly taken out of his musings by a stirring Mo Ran.
"Shizun," he whined, dragging the end out "I think I'm gonna-"
but it was already too late, and the contents of their New Years dinner was emptied onto the floor
from Mo Ran's stomach.
He felt mortified he had just spewed all over the Sisheng Peak Elder's bed, particularly as he was
known to hold his liquor well, with Xue Meng being the known 'light weight' of their respectful
friend group.
"You shouldn't drink so, you're still young" Wanning chided. "You need rest, I won't have you
hungover for my lessons."
He noticed the other males uncomfortable shifting, "I shall be back with fresh linen and robes, you
can return them in the morning"
Once Wanning returned, he gingerly changed Mo Ran's soiled robes and sheets, setting them to be
cleaned later before getting ready to wind down and sleep himself.
The Shizun's breath hitched before going getting in bed with Mo Ran, however he let go of all
feelings and simply went to bed as normal.
---
Later that night, Wanning had slept lightly, as it had only been a few hours since they fell asleep he
awoke to a fully asleep Mo Ran who had pulled Wanning close with his arms wrapped closely
around his Shizun as though he was scared to let go.
The colour rose to his cheeks at the realisation of what was currently happening to him, was his
disciple...embracing him?! That he most certainly was, yet strangely enough after the initial shock,
Wanning was okay with it. Attempting to chalk it up to a mere dream, he simply tried to go back to
sleep. He was going to shift over before Mo Ran's grift tightened, and pulled him in for a kiss.
That tipped Chu Wanning over. The Yuheng elder's startle had caused Mo Ran to start to wake up,
he tried to wriggle out his grasp but by then the younger of the two had also woken up and was
staring back, mouth agape in shock and embarrassment.
"Shhhh! Don't wake the whole of Sisheng Peak!" Wanning shushed him.
"Shizun- I really do love you" his disciple finally confessed "I know I do"
"Mo Ran. I have always loved you," he murmured "My feelings are simply...far more complicated
than so"
As their lips met, Wanning noticed how soft Mo Ran's lips were in comparison, as his disciple held
him and ran his fingers through his hair, which sent butterflies through both of their cores.
A gasp ensued as they fell apart, and back down onto Wanning's bed. Pleasantly surprising Mo
Ran, the Yuheng Elder was the one to lean in and pull the blankets over them to fall asleep back
into a tight embrace.
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