My Guardian AUs
Zhao Yunlan braced himself for this question, as the French reporter started “Bon après midi, chef Zhao…” He’d just swallowed another mouthful of water when, from his earpiece, came the translation.
“Good Evening Chief Zhao…” said the most sensual voice he had ever heard.
Zhao Yunlan froze.
- Part 1 of My Guardian AUs
21 Sep 2021
“His eyes are creepy. They suck in light, like black holes,” says Da Qing when their host has gone to prepare some food.
“No, no, that’s not it. They’re more like - like a night sky, when it’s clear and there’s no moon, but the stars are shinning. Like that Van Gogh painting,” answers Zhao Yunlan.
Da Qing looks at him with judgmental eyes and sighs, long-suffering.
“We are going to be brutally murdered,” decides Da Qing. “And it’s going to be because you were thinking with your dick.”
- Part 2 of My Guardian AUs