Zitao wakes, slowly fluttering his eyes open at the sound of light shuffling behind him. His head is throbbing and his eyes squint at the red numbers of the clock glaring at him, telling him that he'd slept for only a couple of hours even though it feels like he'd slept for ages. Before he can sit up, he feels soft, cool knuckles brush against his cheeks. He turns his body only to see—

It's Yifan. It's really Yifan.

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tags romance, hurt/comfort, domestic!au

warning depiction of anxiety, specifically separation anxiety

note may be in the same universe with Flat White and Dragonfruit, but only loosely related so feel free to read them in any order you like. also, this one is definitely more emotional than the other two