Oh, oh, oh it's magic (Xie and Kevin)

[xie_er]

Zhao Jing used to be a nobody, born into influence and wealth but always in the shadow of those around him. In magical circles he was even worse, a barely-remembered witch that didn't have enough power for any familiar to even consider looking twice at him.

Somehow, though, after many years (and a few suspicious deaths), he's managed to climb his way to the CEO of Five Lakes, his power - of both kinds - growing exponentially.

The previous CEO was surrounded by some unfortunate rumorus before his death, so Zhao Jing has been focused on repairing the reputation of he company and solidifying his support, mundane and magical, which means it is far too delicate a moment for Xie to be in the spotlight, even if he was promised he'd be allowed to stop hiding when the position was in Zhao Jing's hands.

He just has to wait a little longer, that's all, and it's not like it's difficult to only appear in his animal form whenever Zhao Jing is in public, just uncomfortable, and the last thing they need is for somebody to recognise Xie for any of the things he's done to help his witch get where he is today, when his position is still so precarious...

He tells himself all the excuses he's heard from Yifu, repeats them in his head like a mantra as he sits through all the meetings and negotiations, a little black cat and Zhao Jing's feet, watching the men and women he's speaking to for anything Yifu can use. He hangs around when Zhao Jing steps out the room, listens to what they say behind his back - that's his job with normal people, to be a pair of ears they don't realise are there. Even paranoid types who scan for bugs would miss him, which he finds funny, privately, because he is a bug of a sort.

Not that he's allowed to take his original animal form - a scorpion would be out of place if anybody caught sight of him, and Yifu doesn't like the idea of him hiding in pockets or anything like that. He says it's dangerous, that something could happen to him, but Xie privately thinks he just finds the form creepy. Even around other magical people, the cat is preferred - his job with them is to be a reminder that Zhao Jing has a familiar, and a relatively powerful one at that.

It's hard for familiars to change the form they can take, but he did it, for Yifu.

He tells people the cat is called Scorpion, and that somebody else named him - which is technically true, Xie does mean scorpion, and his parents named him - and that he's vaguely embarrassed to have such a fiercely named cat.

(He doesn't tell magical people anything at all, they know Xie isn't a pet so they're less likely to ask, at most they will wonder why his familiar always stays in animal form. Zhao Jing just tells them he's shy. He isn't, he doesn't care about people seeing him, but it's easier to do the things Yifu wants him to do when nobody knows what he looks like)

Xie hadn't always known he was powerful - when Yifu had taken him in he'd been told he wasn't much, but that maybe he could be useful. Later, when some witch had made an offhand comment about it, the story had become that Yifu recognised his power and took him in before anybody else could steal him away, that he just wanted to protect Xie from the people who would use him for his power. Xie was already so far gone by that point that he accepted it, that he told himself he was lucky he had Yifu to protect him, to guide him.

It's funny how easy it is to lie to yourself.

When the meetings are over for the day he finally shifts back to human form, spending a few minutes stretching out the kinks that come from forcing himself into a form that isn't quite his, especially with how much he's had to do it over the last few weeks, and then going in search of something to eat. He could probably just head back to his own apartment since he doesn't think Yifu needs anything else from him, not today, but the outsiders have all left and everybody in Yifu's manor at least knows Xie, even if they don't know that Xie and Scorpion are one and the same, so it's safe to be around them.

He likes to spend as much time here as he can get away with, likes to remind Yifu he can be useful in other ways... and maybe he likes to keep an eye on this new apprentice Yifu has taken on. He doesn't understand why he needs anybody else when he has Xie, but the last time he'd questioned somebody new in the house Yifu hadn't spoken to him for a week, so he doesn't voice that thought out loud - he just watches the guy suspiciously every chance he gets, and wonders how easy he would be to get rid of.

He's halfway to the kitchen when something makes him stop. A tug of power, the vague echo of chanting, there's a ritual happening and something about it is drawing him close. He frowns, confused, and follows the pull...

Comments

[xie_er]

Xie hums in agreement.

"I've heard people say it's a lot. Someone compared me to Zishu once, and he's supposed to be quite powerful." He's not boasting, just matter-of-fact, perhaps a touch disbelieving - he isn't sure if that was somebody actually telling the truth or if they were just trying to flatter Yifu by complimenting Xie.

It hadn't worked, Yifu had been very polite at the time, but Xie hadn't needed empathy to know he was angry. And that he was going to take it out on Xie.

He almost wants to remember those times, now, it makes it easier to deal with his death.

He looks up, nodding approvingly when Kevin sits up without any apparent issues.

"Feeling better?"

[weird_cop]

"Yeah."

Kevin nods. Physically at least, he feels much better, though he'll probably have a better idea when the painkillers wear off. Unfortunately that means he has to face up to some other thing soon enough.

"How are you doing?"

[xie_er]

Xie folds his arms on the couch beside Kevin and rested his head on them, tilted to look at him.

"Much better" He answers, then decides to offer a little more - he guesses Kevin is asking about much more than just his injuries.

"Physically, anyway. Everything else... Will come. I think it will be okay."

He's surprisingly hopeful about it, despite how he's feeling right now, at least he knows he'll have Kevin.

[weird_cop]

"I'm here if you want to talk, he offers, simply.

"And if you don't, I can offer distractions in the form of TV and being beaten at chess."

[xie_er]

"Thank you." He isn't ready, now, he thinks, but when he is, he knows Kevin will be there.

"TV? I'll go get snacks?" he suggests

[weird_cop]

"Sounds good."

Kevin curses the lack of modern technology when he has to get up to physically put a disc in the player, but then sits back on the couch with plenty of room next to him.

"I can't wait until we get clearance to break the circle. I miss Netflix."

[xie_er]

It's nice being able to talk without yelling across the house when he's in the kitchen. Especially when he's rifling through cupboards for the good snacks.

"and live football matches?"

He chucks some popcorn in the microwave and puts the kettle on, loading the bowl and cups onto a tray to bring through when they're ready.

When he does come through, he sets them down on the coffee table and hesitates for only a moment before dropping onto the couch beside Kevin - so they can both reach the popcorn, obviously.

[weird_cop]

"And live football matches," Kevin concedes.

He considers the tea and snacks situation and leans forward just once to transfer the popcorn to his lap, to minimise too much bending forward.

"We should be able to relax some of the security measures at some point though. Go watch in a pub. Do you want to see your friend?"

[xie_er]

It's a good idea, Xie thinks, for him to have moved the popcorn - he might have healed his stomach a little, but it was still injured and he probably shouldn't be doing too much leaning. Maybe he should have thought of that himself, but he'll remember it for anything else that comes up before Kevin is fully healed.

"I'd like to, if I can." He admits - he knows that he is still in custody, so it might be more difficult than usual, but he'll take advantage if they're going to offer it.

[weird_cop]

"We'll work something out," Kevin decides. Actual charges will probably be brought soon, and he's not really looking forward to it. Not looking forward to their little domestic fantasy being ruined by the fact that one of them is a multiple murderer.

His role is about to change from police escort to supportive friend, and he's lucky that their unique unit might let him get away with it.

"Would she meet you in a station, do you think?"

[xie_er]

Xie snorts - he doesn't mean to sound so mocking, it just comes out.

"She's not that stupid"

It's not like his best friend is exactly squeaky clean - he doesn't know how much they know about her crimes, and he isn't about to give them any details. He knows saying that probably reveals she's a criminal, but he doesn't have any non-criminal friends.

...well, he didn't. Now he guesses maybe he sort of does?

[weird_cop]

Kevin shrugs. "It was the easiest option, worth a try."

Although, Xie's implication, while not exactly a surprise, does bring a background question into sharper focus.

"What would she make of me?"

Part of him wants to laugh, the negotiations at the beginning of a new relationship, it's like, well... a new relationship.

[xie_er]

The obvious answer is the explanation that was on his mind about why Du Pusa wouldn't want to go to a police station - she just doesn't trust police - but it actually takes a second or two to occur to him. What actually comes to mind first is that it depends entirely on how he responds to her - she's a bitchy mean girl in the best way and if Kevin tried to be too nice or couldn't stand up to her snark, she'd have nothing but disdain for him. Xie knows, however, that Kevin could absolutely handle her, and she'd probably quite like him.

The cop aspect occurs to him after, and he realises that might significantly colour her attitude.

That said, he's not sure she was ever Yifu's biggest fan, so maybe that will win points in his favour.

"I think she'd take some time to warm up to you," he says eventually "but she would warm up to you."

[weird_cop]

"I can handle that," Kevin decides.

Sometimes friends take a while, that's okay.

"At least you've met all of my friends."

Except for Sarah Quill and Peter Lofthouse, which will probably be weirder.

[xie_er]

He isn't really surprised to find Kevin doesn't have any friends outside of work - though technically neither does he - because it's not like he's really had a chance to make any between undercover and living in the safe house, but it's a little weird to actually think that he's met most (if not all) of the important people in Kevin's life, when Kevin...

Well. He's obviously met the (formerly) most important person in Xie's life, and it's not like Xie has a lot of friends outside of that, but Kevin hasn't really met any of them.

It shouldn't be weird, considering the situation, but it still feels a little odd. It takes Xie a minute to realise why - it's weird to think that somebody who is now probably the most important person to him hasn't met anybody else he considers important.

"Some of them even like me" He says drily - mostly joking - "Or I think they do, anyway."

[weird_cop]

Kevin smirks quietly to himself for a second, and then decides to answer that implied question with an anecdote.

"Lemme tell you something about my team.

"The first few years of working together, Lisa didn't meet us in person once. She's the intelligence analyst, Tone and I are UCOs, she doesn't know anything about us except the data and what's in our reports.

"And I'm doing my best, you know? I'm being professional and diplomatic in what I submit. Just the facts. Nothing about what how my Lead UC is acting, no speculation about what he might be doing off the books, every time he says 'no need to put that in the report, right, mate?' I don't. And she still figures out that he's a little shit.

"So when she tell him this after knowing him in person for a couple of weeks, he asks her what she thinks now, and you know what she says?"

He doesn't need to pause to put popcorn in his mouth, he just likes the dramatic beat.

"'You're our shit.'"

[xie_er]

Xie smiles slightly at the story, because every time Kevin tells a story about Lisa it always makes him smile, but then he actually stops to consider what Kevin is trying to say by sharing that now.

He thinks the point is that he might be a messed-up, bitchy, vicious little murderer... but he's their messed-up, bitchy, vicious little murderer.

He probably shouldn't phrase it exactly like that...

"So what you're trying to say is that I'm the team's pet criminal and, actually, they do like me?" He offers with a wry smirk

[weird_cop]

Kevin tries to laugh, winces and scowls at Xie for making him laugh.

"I'm saying that whether they like you or not is irrelevant. The pet criminal bit is not really the words I'd use but... I can't think of better ones. Anyway, you're stuck with them, sorry.."

[xie_er]

Xie manages to read between the lines to get what Kevin is actually saying, or he thinks he does - he's stuck with them because they're stuck with him, because he's Kevin's Familiar and he's going to stay that way.

(He's Kevin's pet criminal, but he thinks getting more specific about that joke is going to make Kevin uncomfortable)

"Because you can't get rid of them so neither can I?" He says, the tinge of amusement in his tone confirming he's joking - he knows Kevin wouldn't want to get rid of them, not at this point.

[weird_cop]

"And that they've got your back," Kevin explains.

"We all do, even those of us who are assholes."

But yeah, because he can't get rid of them.

[xie_er]

Xie considers this and realises it's true - he doesn't get on with Tony at all, but if he had to trust Tony to watch his back... he actually probably would? Which is a novelty, for him. There are a lot of people he considers friends, but he knows they'd serve their own self-interests first. He doesn't blame them, it's just.. the world they all lived in.

He wouldn't trust Tony as much as he'd trust, say, Lisa, and he only trusts him as much as he trusts his desire to not disappoint or upset Kevin, but still, it's there.

Even Quill, who he feels like he barely knows, clearly doesn't just view him as dangerous prisoner on the left, if they're ambulance conversation was anything to go by.

"I'd have their back, too." He says, like he's just realised that - which, he has. It's sort of because he doesn't want to disappoint or upset Kevin, but he'd do it.

[weird_cop]

Kevin smirks again at the realisation.

"Yeah, they get you like that."

He reaches over with his more healed hand and nudges Xie lightly in his shoulder, falling quiet for a while to finish watching the show.

[xie_er]

Xie just rolls his eyes, but it's obviously more amused than actually irritated.

He quiets as well, settles to watch the show and occasionally reaching over to grab some popcorn. It feels like finally resting after everything that's happened, and something in him just... settles.

He didn't get much sleep at the hospital, though, so somewhere during the next episode his eyelids start getting heavy and he starts dozing - eventually migrating sideways enough that he's leaning on Kevin's shoulder.

[weird_cop]

Kevin glances at him when he does that, and is suddenly struck by the overwhelming desire to shift and put his arm around him, but the need to decided if that is appropriate or not is put off by the fact that doing so would probably hurt a bit too much.

So he leans back and sits like that for a while, comfortable enough to let it go, until eventually he realises that it wouldn't be good for either of them to fall asleep here. If nothing else, Kevin needs to be slow and patient with himself getting into bed.

But... he really likes sitting here, with Xie's head on his shoulder, and the smell of his hair product just dominating the popcorn. So after turning the TV off he allows himself just a minute of enjoying this feeling.

Then.

"Hey, sleepyhead. I have to get upstairs."

[xie_er]

Xie stirs with a grumpy little pout that soothes as soon as he's awake enough to be aware what is face is doing. He fights back a yawn and lifts his head, a moment later realising exactly where his head has been resting and feeling a flash of awkwardness.

"Sorry." Even his mental voice is almost a mumble, sheepish and sleepy in equal measure. He grabs the popcorn bowl and sets it back on the tray along with the mugs, grabbing them as he stands.

"Do you need any help?" He asks then, glancing back at Kevin, unsure how much his injuries will impact his night-time routine.