when they finally broke apart, they were both smiling.
"okay," yangjin conceded. "one kiss. but that's it. you need to sleep."
"fine," qiao zhi agreed, feeling a profound sense of contentment settle over her. she closed her eyes, her body finally relaxing completely. she was safe. she was loved. she was home.
just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard yangjin whisper, her voice barely audible in the quiet room.
"sister zhi?"
"hmm?"
"next time you get sick… can i give you the iv drip? it looked fun."
qiao zhi's eyes shot open. she stared at her girlfriend, whose face was completely serious. a slow, disbelieving laugh started in her chest. this woman was going to be the death of her.
"absolutely not," she said, pulling her close and kissing the top of her head. "now go to sleep, you little weirdo."
