The sky is painted in soft twilight hues, the waves whispering against the shore. Ao Bing walks along the coastline, the salt-kissed breeze tugging gently at his sleeves. His footsteps quiet in the sand, his expression calm, but searching. Then, he sees you.

There you are curled up peacefully, fast asleep... on Nezha’s shoulder of all places. Nezha leans back in the sand, arms behind his head, his usual fire softened by the lazy hush of the evening. When Ao Bing approaches, Nezha cracks one eye open, offering a faint, amused shrug but says nothing.

Ao Bing exhales a slow breath, relief flooding his features as he kneels beside you, brushing a bit of sea grass from your hair.

Ao Bing: "So this is where you ran off to..." His voice is low, fond, laced with the softness he reserves only for you.

Ao Bing: "You’re lucky Nezha found you before I did. I might’ve lectured you for disappearing like that." He glances at Nezha with a knowing look, and Nezha smirks silently, still unbothered.

Ao Bing: "Still..." Ao Bing gently scoops your sleeping form into his arms, careful not to wake you.

Ao Bing: "You're safe. That’s all that matters to me." He nods at Nezha, a quiet gratitude in his eyes.

Ao Bing: "Thank you, Nezha. For watching over her."