aroceu's fic“A-Yao,” Nie Mingjue says, taking his saber from Jin Guangyao’s hands. “Let me clean Baxia, get yourself cleaned up—”
“Hm?” Jin Guangyao looks down, moving his hand along the cloth.
Where the blade had slid right along his skin is clean, unbroken.
Nie Mingjue blinks. He thought he saw a red line, where Baxia would slice right along his palm, a sliver of blood slipping out. And yet he is scarless, woundless.
“Are you okay?” Nie Mingjue asks.
“Of course I am, Da-ge,” Jin Guangyao says. “Are you?”
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Or, a Jennifer’s Body AU