I’m cold (So will you stay and keep me warm?)

Or: Five times we shared our warmth in quiet nights… and one time we didn't. This is a 5+1 fic ranging from Fluff/Humor to Angst and even some Spice (Spice in Ch. 5): Jiyan keeps getting a very persistent nightly visitor. They claim to just want warmth - but is that all there is to it?“C…Can I help you, General?”“Always so kind, huh…”, Geshu Lin just huffed against his shirt, not even bothering to look up. “Just let me rest here. I really am cold. And tired. Day’s been rough.”“Of course.” Jiyan swallowed hard, staring at the white hair as he wondered if it would feel as fluffy as it looked. “Anything you want.”At this, General Geshu Lin froze. Jiyan could feel his breath hitch, his hands, buried in Jiyan’s shirt at the back twitching, clenching up for a moment before the man relaxed again.“Anything I want, huh…?”, he heard his superior whisper, the tone in his voice so strange, so off, that Jiyan felt …. queasy. As if he were missing something important.COMPLETED