[ In all honesty, it had been pure instinct that drove Seren to even mark Zhou Fei in the first place. But the more that he thought about it, the more that it made sense. The subconscious need to mark the one that he had come to realize was his balii. He had partially explained it to Zhou Fei back at the safehouse, but there was more to it that he hadn't really gotten to really elaborate on. An while there were multiple instances of him having to test his loyalty, he never wavered. Even if Zhou Fei had given him every reason to.
And the more often that Seren saw those marks on Zhou Fei's soulders, the more he was sure of that split-second decision.
The only problem was that it seemed that even though he had done so... not much else seemed to change. Despite the supposed progress they had made before. And admittedly, it stung a little. Had he gone wrong somewhere? No, there was no way he could've slipped up, never mind that at every turn and every opportunity that he could've, he never left Zhou Fei's side. Even if he had every right to, and others probably would have. So what it instead Zhou Fei's way of getting back at him for five years' worth of absence?
As much as he didn't want to admit it, such thoughts sometimes made their way to the surface much more easily some nights. But regardless, eh pressed on. He was stubborn like that.
So it was a relief, in an odd sense, when he gets the message from Zhou Fei about having a date on the holodeck of the Medusae. He can't help the small spark of hope that stirs in his chest, rifling through the few things that he had packed from the safehouse to try and find the suit that Zhou Fei was requesting. Once he finds it, he lets out a small noise of triumph before he goes to get ready, cleaning himself up with a nice shower before styling his hair and getting changed.
He texts back a quick "omw" once he's finished a few minutes later, taking a deep breath before he enters into the holodeck. Here goes nothing. ]
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And the more often that Seren saw those marks on Zhou Fei's soulders, the more he was sure of that split-second decision.
The only problem was that it seemed that even though he had done so... not much else seemed to change. Despite the supposed progress they had made before. And admittedly, it stung a little. Had he gone wrong somewhere? No, there was no way he could've slipped up, never mind that at every turn and every opportunity that he could've, he never left Zhou Fei's side. Even if he had every right to, and others probably would have. So what it instead Zhou Fei's way of getting back at him for five years' worth of absence?
As much as he didn't want to admit it, such thoughts sometimes made their way to the surface much more easily some nights. But regardless, eh pressed on. He was stubborn like that.
So it was a relief, in an odd sense, when he gets the message from Zhou Fei about having a date on the holodeck of the Medusae. He can't help the small spark of hope that stirs in his chest, rifling through the few things that he had packed from the safehouse to try and find the suit that Zhou Fei was requesting. Once he finds it, he lets out a small noise of triumph before he goes to get ready, cleaning himself up with a nice shower before styling his hair and getting changed.
He texts back a quick "omw" once he's finished a few minutes later, taking a deep breath before he enters into the holodeck. Here goes nothing. ]