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He’s lying on a wooden bench while the sun warms him up slowly but steadily, promising an awful burn if he stays where he is for much longer. The heat is making his limbs heavy and his mind lazy even in the face imminent consequences the idea of sleep becoming evermore desirable. He feels a trickle of sweat drip down the side of his neck as his body expends the little amount of water he drank that morning to try and cool him down.
Suddenly something freezing is pressed against his forehead and he groans turning his head away, hands flying up to throw whatever it is far far away. “You should be in the shade,” Siyang says as Zhuo Zhi’s hands meet an icy water bottle, evidently just bought, and Siyang‘s slightly cool hands.
“Am I too hot for you captain,” Zhuo Zhi replies, pulling the water bottle away gently, a smirk already curling along his lips. He’s sure sure Siyang is glaring at him now for not (never) taking things seriously enough but the heat makes it easier to ignore the cold twist in his chest that thought gives him.
They stay like that for a moment, hands interlocked over a slowly but steadily warming up water bottle held a few inches from Zhuo Zhi’s closed eyes.
“Sit with me,” he says finally opening his eyes and tilting his head to look up at Siyang, the midday light whiting out his vision for a second and leaving bursts of after shocks as he tries to focus. Siyang is cast in heavy shadow, and his ever present frown makes him an almost threatening figure. He has a grocery bag in his left hand, having - Zhuo Zhi supposed - been walking back from the market, but he nods and says, “theres an oak tree slightly up the hill behind you.”
So Zhou zhi let’s go of the water bottle in their hands and gets to his feet, quirking an eye brow, a small amused smile dancing across his features. “yes captain,” he says and follows him into the shade. There must not be anything important in the grocery bag.
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