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amediaStory title: Polite Remarks
Author: Amedia
Rating: PG-13/maybe R-ish
Fandom: Guardian
Characters: Guo Changcheng, Chu Shuzhi
Ship: Guo Changcheng/Chu Shuzhi, background Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan
Summary: Guo tries to explain manners to Chu.
Word Count: 524
Author's note: Prompt fill fordorinda, who requested the fandom Guardian, pairing Guo Changcheng/Chu Shuzhi, with the prompt "what are 'polite remarks'?" Takes place after the mah jongg game at Guo’s aunt and uncle's house.
"This whole ... politeness ... thing," said Chu Shuzhi hesitantly. "What does it mean, Changcheng? What are polite remarks?"
He unlocked the door to his studio apartment and the two of them went in. Chu Shuzhi got a couple of beers out of the refrigerator, handed one to Guo, and sat down on a kitchen chair. Guo Changcheng remained standing.
"Well, it's like this," Guo Changcheng finally said, after a swig of beer and a little more thought. "In Haixing culture, we consider it ... appropriate ... to downplay our own merits. We want to be humble. "
Chu Shuzhi frowned. "What good does that do?"
"It makes it easier to get along with people," said Guo Changcheng.
"I suppose," said Chu Shuzhi dubiously. "Well, can you teach me how it works?"
Guo Changcheng smiled. "I'll try." He pulled another chair up and sat knee-to-knee with Chu Shuzhi. "Now, just suppose I told you ..." he reached out and stroked the side of Chu Shuzhi's face, "that you are the handsomest man I have ever met."
"I'd say you have good eyesight," Chu Shuzhi said with approval.
Guo Changcheng laughed. "No, no, to be polite, you need to say something like, 'Oh, no, Professor Shen is much prettier than this unworthy person."
"Well ... he is very pretty," Chu Shuzhi conceded. "Okay, I can do that."
Guo Changcheng leaned forward and kissed him. "And then suppose I said that you are the best kisser I have ever met."
"Wouldn't I be rude to contradict you?" Chu Shuzhi asked with a mischievous grin.
"No, no," protested Guo Changcheng. "Not if you are being humble. You could say, 'But Changcheng, you have never kissed anyone else. How would you know? Maybe even Chief Zhao is a better kisser than me.'"
Chu Shuzhi laughed. "I suppose we'd have to ask Professor Shen about that."
Guo Changcheng set his beer down on a nearby counter. Putting both hands on Chu Shuzhi's shoulders, he said, "Now, what if I said, you have the sexiest arms I've ever seen, especially when you take off your coat?" As he spoke, he pushed Chu Shuzhi's coat off from his shoulders and ran his hands up and down Chu Shuzhi's bare arms.
"Oh, no, Changcheng," Chu Shuzhi said, widening his eyes. "You must be mistaken. I'm sure Sister Hong's arms are even sexier than my humble ones."
"Very good!" said Guo Changcheng. He glanced down at Chu Shuzhi's lap and looked startled. "Why, Brother Chu," he said, with only a hint of a squeak in his voice."I really do think you are magnificently endowed."
"Oh, no, Changcheng," Chu Shuzhi said, singsong, "I'm sure my unworthy organ is no bigger than Da Qing's when he's in cat form."
Guo Changcheng chuckled. He pushed Chu Shuzhi's shirt up and ran a finger down his chest. He started to speak, but his voice caught in his throat. Finally he whispered, "What if I said that I still can't believe I'm lucky enough to be with you?"
Chu Shuzhi leaned forward so that his forehead was touching Guo Changcheng's. "Then I'd couldn't be polite, Changcheng," he whispered hoarsely, pulling Guo Changcheng into his lap and wrapping his arms around him. "Because I'd have to tell the truth, and say that I'm the luckiest man in existence."
Author: Amedia
Rating: PG-13/maybe R-ish
Fandom: Guardian
Characters: Guo Changcheng, Chu Shuzhi
Ship: Guo Changcheng/Chu Shuzhi, background Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan
Summary: Guo tries to explain manners to Chu.
Word Count: 524
Author's note: Prompt fill for
dorinda, who requested the fandom Guardian, pairing Guo Changcheng/Chu Shuzhi, with the prompt "what are 'polite remarks'?" Takes place after the mah jongg game at Guo’s aunt and uncle's house."This whole ... politeness ... thing," said Chu Shuzhi hesitantly. "What does it mean, Changcheng? What are polite remarks?"
He unlocked the door to his studio apartment and the two of them went in. Chu Shuzhi got a couple of beers out of the refrigerator, handed one to Guo, and sat down on a kitchen chair. Guo Changcheng remained standing.
"Well, it's like this," Guo Changcheng finally said, after a swig of beer and a little more thought. "In Haixing culture, we consider it ... appropriate ... to downplay our own merits. We want to be humble. "
Chu Shuzhi frowned. "What good does that do?"
"It makes it easier to get along with people," said Guo Changcheng.
"I suppose," said Chu Shuzhi dubiously. "Well, can you teach me how it works?"
Guo Changcheng smiled. "I'll try." He pulled another chair up and sat knee-to-knee with Chu Shuzhi. "Now, just suppose I told you ..." he reached out and stroked the side of Chu Shuzhi's face, "that you are the handsomest man I have ever met."
"I'd say you have good eyesight," Chu Shuzhi said with approval.
Guo Changcheng laughed. "No, no, to be polite, you need to say something like, 'Oh, no, Professor Shen is much prettier than this unworthy person."
"Well ... he is very pretty," Chu Shuzhi conceded. "Okay, I can do that."
Guo Changcheng leaned forward and kissed him. "And then suppose I said that you are the best kisser I have ever met."
"Wouldn't I be rude to contradict you?" Chu Shuzhi asked with a mischievous grin.
"No, no," protested Guo Changcheng. "Not if you are being humble. You could say, 'But Changcheng, you have never kissed anyone else. How would you know? Maybe even Chief Zhao is a better kisser than me.'"
Chu Shuzhi laughed. "I suppose we'd have to ask Professor Shen about that."
Guo Changcheng set his beer down on a nearby counter. Putting both hands on Chu Shuzhi's shoulders, he said, "Now, what if I said, you have the sexiest arms I've ever seen, especially when you take off your coat?" As he spoke, he pushed Chu Shuzhi's coat off from his shoulders and ran his hands up and down Chu Shuzhi's bare arms.
"Oh, no, Changcheng," Chu Shuzhi said, widening his eyes. "You must be mistaken. I'm sure Sister Hong's arms are even sexier than my humble ones."
"Very good!" said Guo Changcheng. He glanced down at Chu Shuzhi's lap and looked startled. "Why, Brother Chu," he said, with only a hint of a squeak in his voice."I really do think you are magnificently endowed."
"Oh, no, Changcheng," Chu Shuzhi said, singsong, "I'm sure my unworthy organ is no bigger than Da Qing's when he's in cat form."
Guo Changcheng chuckled. He pushed Chu Shuzhi's shirt up and ran a finger down his chest. He started to speak, but his voice caught in his throat. Finally he whispered, "What if I said that I still can't believe I'm lucky enough to be with you?"
Chu Shuzhi leaned forward so that his forehead was touching Guo Changcheng's. "Then I'd couldn't be polite, Changcheng," he whispered hoarsely, pulling Guo Changcheng into his lap and wrapping his arms around him. "Because I'd have to tell the truth, and say that I'm the luckiest man in existence."
