Somewhere far below, Shen Wei is counting on him, and Zhao Yunlan is so fucking useless he can’t even find a way to help him. He imagines a future without Shen Wei around to complain about the state of his fridge, bully him into eating vegetables, provide his effortlessly startling insights into SID’s cases, and kiss him until he’s nothing but a mass of nerve endings, and the thought makes the emptiness inside expand until it begins to swallow him.
Source: like the deserts, by yantantether – 镇魂 | Guardian (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Lovely plotty fic with great smutty bits, my favourite combination!