*3 Months After They Started Living Together*

he tian: i want to wake up with you every morning.

mo guan shan: i get up at 6:00.

he tian: *covers his face*

mo guan shan: …forget what i said.

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: *chops vegetables*

he tian: *puts a dirty plate in the sink and leaves*

mo guan shan: *chops two times faster and louder*

he tian: *comes back in a hurry and starts washing all the dishes*

mo guan shan: *chops vegetables at a normal pace again*

he tian: how do i politely tell someone i want to fucking hit their face with a brick several times?

he cheng: one wishes to aquaint your facial structure with a rigidly edge object fundamentally used in the construction of walls repeatedly.

he tian: that was poetry!~

mo guan shan: that was a cry for therapy from both of you-

he tian: when i die my tombstone won’t say “RIP” it’ll say “VIP”.

mo guan shan: that’s because they reserved a special place in hell for you.

he tian: yeah, the throne.

i don't wanna be with him, i wanna be like him.

evil mo guan shan be like: dickchicken

*he tian and mo guan shan snuglled up in bed*

he tian: *beams*

mo: what are you smiling at?

he tian: imagine, i wake up, and my husband turns out to be a man from my dreams!

mo guan shan, chuckling: you're disgusting. *kisses he tian*

two yawning kittens has been spotted

police, arresting he tian: everything you say will be held against you.

he tian: mo guan shan.