#subzero oneshot

“Move, I’m fine!”

“But Grandmaster, your wound!”

Bi Han was so stubborn sometimes, returning to the temple, blood dried on the side of his head, holding his ribs.

“Bi Han-“ Seeing him like this had tears swelling in my eyes. I’d never seen him in such a state.

He always worried me when he went out for missions and coming back like this, refusing help? I wouldn’t allow him to limp around.

“Bi Han, come with me,” Everyone moved away from us as I took his hand, Bi Han’s eyes beaming at me:

“I said I’m f-fine-“

Stuttering on his words and groaning in pain, I didn’t care how much he wanted to tell himself that he was okay when he clearly wasn’t.

“Stop being so stubborn and let me help you,” I sniffled but was firm; He still decided limped away with me following, we got away from everyone’s sight and he finally dropped his tough act, letting me help him as I placed his arm around my shoulder, leading him to our bedroom.

It was easy to see that his ribs were bothering him, so I made sure to be as gentle as possible, sitting him down on the bed and helping him get out of his clothes.

“Stay here while I go get something’s to patch you up, okay?”

“Fine,” He sighed, groaning in pain, but stayed still.

I returned with some wraps for his ribs, gazes and a bowl of warm, soapy water to clean his cut.

Beginning to wrap his ribs carefully, he was fighting louder groans of pain, kissing the top of his head as I finished with that toughest part.

“I’m all done with your ribs. Now, be careful laying back. You can try to relax while I finish up, okay?”

Nodding and holding his breath, I delicately guiding him to his back on the bed, making sure the pillow was holding his head upright; he kept huffing, taking deep breaths and hissing at his ribs and I tried to be as helpful as I could, cooing and kissing the top of his head:

“I’m going to take good care of you. I know it hurts, but I have you, love.”

“I know,” He inhaled, closing his eyes as I took the warm, soapy rag, cleaning away the blood, making sure his wound was cleaned so it could begin to heal.

“Please be more careful the next time you know you’re going to face danger. You worry me till I’m sick, sometimes,” I whispered as I covered the cut, kissing it softly, “I know you’re strong, but I can’t help but worry about you.”

“They got lucky,” He growled, holding his ribs; I didn’t know exactly what happened, but regardless, he came back injured.

“I love you, Bi Han,” Connecting a deep gaze, I needed him to know how much I cared for him, ”And I hate seeing you this way. I know it’s hard given your responsibilities and the many challenges you face, but I worry every second you’re gone. I don’t ever want to lose you or see you hurt.”

The tears that were built up began to leak out, cleaning my face, quickly looking as he took my hand.

“You won’t lose me, dear,” He was confident in his words, squeezing my handle softly as he whispered, “I love you too.”

Bi Han didn’t express his feelings with words so directly. He didn’t say, ‘I love you’, often. I knew that he did, but hearing him say it always filled me with joy.

My tears faded with a small smile as he pulled me close to him, kissing me softly. I wanted to hold onto his kiss for as long as I could, but knew he needed rest, kissing one last time before I picked myself up, “I love you so much, Bi Han. You’ll be feeling better soon. I’ll make sure of it.”

Preparing Lui Kang's 'champions' was indeed a task. Raiden showed promise in his fighting abilities, but Kung Lao? He ground my gears.

Bi Han and his brothers went to handle some things with Lui Kang, and while they were gone, Raiden and Kung Lao convinced me to spar with them.

Raiden was good, making me put in some effort, but arrogance started to anger me when it was time to face Kung Lao.

"Come on, Y/N. I'm taking it easy on you!"

"Is that so?!"

We were exchanging quick blows. He should've been grateful that I wasn't using my true abilities against him, his following slick comment making the vein in my temple throb as he blocked one of my kicks:

"I'd give up if I were you, girly, ha-ha-OH!"

As he was laughing, I showed my true strength, roaring as I smacked his hands down, hitting him with a nasty uppercut, and as he began to fall, I kicked him square in the chest, sending him into a tree.

"Crap-" He was groaning, holding his chest in pain, and I didn't show the slightest amount of sympathy, yelling at him:

"If I were you, I'd be humble and be grateful that I'm showing you mercy! I may be a woman, but I could easily snap you like a twig if I wanted!"

I always tried not to let my anger best me, but his consistent remarks got under my skin, going to the tree and towering over him:

"Your arrogance will be the death of you if you plan to be a 'champion,' Kung Lao," There was fear in his eyes as he stared at me, needing a breath, and scoffing at him as I turned away, "That's if you can even make it that far."

"I'm sorry-" He sighed, managing to stand and offering his hand to me; that only made my anger boil for some reason, but I took his hand and warned:

"Don't be sorry. Be careful."

"Y/N-"

Looking before me, Bi Han had returned with his brothers and Lui Kang, staring at me puzzled as they all had seen what had just occurred.

Locking eyes with Bi Han, considering he was my other half, he knew I was trying to stay calm and composed, but some steam still needed to be settled. I walked past them and murmured as I heard Kung Lao's groans:

"Make sure that I didn't break any of his ribs. I need a moment to myself."

There were many gardens at the Wu Shi; I found one further away, sitting next to a shrub of flowers and meditating, slow deep breaths helping my blood pressure decrease.

"Y/N." I knew that one of them would come to check on me, Bi Han's voice making me turn to look at him and self-reflecting:

"I apologize for my outburst. I could've handled that situation differently."

"What did he do that made you do that?"

They must not have heard what Kung Lao was saying to me, sighing as I explained:

"He kept making remarks about how he was 'taking it easy on me' and assumed that he was stronger because he's a man."

Facing away and taking a deep breath, the thoughts made me a bit angry again, expressing my frustrations:

"It angers me. I have spent my whole life perfecting my combat skills just to be belittled by that boy-urgh."

"Well, think of it this way," Sitting next to me, his thought process made me chuckle, "He'll never do it again given your response to his remarks."

"I'd hope so," I breathed in, calmed again, and truly felt guilty, "I am sorry, though. I shouldn't let little things like that bother me like they do."

"I'm not worried about the matter. Sometimes, people need to be put in their place," He mumbled, eyes fixed on the view of the garden but locking into my eyes as I took his hand:

"Thank you for understanding," I smiled softly, thumb caressing the vein in his hand, and even though he still had his mask on, I could see his little smirk.

No one could thaw his ice as I could, squeezing his hand the more I smiled, but paying great attention to his words:

"You are Lin Kuei, and that's all I need to say regarding your little doubts. Never forget that."

"I never will," I nodded, pulling down his mask to kiss his cheek, "I cherish you, Bi Han."

Taking off his mask, he started looking around to make sure we were alone, which I pretended to be upset at:

"So, what if someone were to see?"

"Hmph," His nose flaring almost made me laugh, freezing in place when his lips found me. His kisses always blew me away; it nearly felt like the first time. My eyes still closed as he pulled away, "Content now?"

Slowly opening my eyes just to get lost in his big, brown eyes, I got goosebumps like I did almost every time, smiling again as he gave a soft one back at my reaction.

He rarely smiled, and my heart was whole at the thought that I was the one who could make that happen, nodding and squeezing his hand again as there was a slight breeze, leaves dancing around us:

"Always when I'm with you, Bi Han." 

Now that Bi Han was grandmaster, I was excited to see how great of a leader he would be, proud as I knew Bi Han in a way others didn’t.

“Your brothers will be in soon for your meeting,” I smiled at him in his chair, bringing a tray of tea for the three of them, smiling more as I addressed his title, “Grandmaster.”

He almost always had on a tough act, but that made him smirk, hand finding my hip to bring me to his side, looking up at down my dress and mumbling:

“Thank you.”

I was so crazy about him; just that hand on me made me wish we had more time before this meeting.

“Of course,” I smiled at him, mindlessly going to kiss him but halting at the sound of Kuai Liang’s voice:

“We have returned, brother.”

We both quickly fixed our postures. Unfortunately, it was now my time to leave. I always treated his brothers with kindness:

“I’ll see myself out. Kuai, Tomas. Always a pleasure to see you.”

“Always,” Kuai bowed his head along with Tomas at the same time as I did, waving with a smile as I left:

“Enjoy the tea.”

I was going to clean the kettle I used and the kitchen, but all I could think about was Bi Han. It was undeniable that I was madly in love with him.

Some time had passed since their meeting, going back to their room to check on them, just in time as I heard Tomas saying to Bi Han:

“We have plenty of time to help Lord Lui Kang, brother.”

“Seems like a rather easy task,” Kuai added, Bi Han finishing with:

“Obviously. I’ll inform you when we’re moving out.”

“Yes, brother,” Tomas nodded; I decided to knock softly. Bi Han answered me:

“Come in.”

I came in with a smile, bowing my head to them as I approached the table, “Only coming for the cups.”

“The tea was wonderful, Y/N,” Tomas smiled as I leaned over the table next to him, gathering their cups and the honey I left with the tea, “I’m convinced there’s nothing that you can’t make marvelously.”

“Why thank you, Tomas,” I smiled back, in the corner of my eye noticing how Bi Han was staring at me, a stern look on his face.

It made me wonder, so, standing with the tray and going to leave with no words, Kuai and Tomas were leaving with me.

“Allow me,” Tomas was a gentleman, holding the door for me, guiding me out, and I answered simply:

“Thank you again.”

Going and washing their cups, that look Bi Han gave me was concerning. It was like he was mad at me, and he, indeed wasn’t the type to be tested.

I couldn’t think of anything I did or said that’d upset him, drying my hands and wandering back to my room while lost in thought, so out of it that I was startled whenever I felt an arm around my hip.

“Bi Han,” Realizing it was him, I settled with a deep breath, “You startled me.”

“Don’t you know my touch by now?” He looked down at me, that stern look in his eyes.

“Sorry, I was just thinking is all,” I sighed, turning in his arm to face him, “Is everything okay? I can tell something’s a matter.”

No words; he fixed me in a position to walk with him. I followed, lost in thought again while trying to figure out his thought process, but learning when we walked into his bedroom, being whipped around and smushed against the door by his chest.

“Do you think showing yourself off around my brothers is fun?” He stared at me, quickly shaking my head and retracing my steps.

It clicked in my head whenever I was leaning over the table next to Tomas, my fingertips tracing the fold of my dress, realizing that it was relatively short.

“Bi Han, I promise you, that was not my intention. I was only serving you tea,” I explained, hoping my words would take away his attitude, feeling the coldness in his voice:

“I don’t like the way he looks at you.”

“Dear,” I sighed but softly smiled, going to hold his face, “There is only one man who has my heart, and that is you.”

“Only me,” He growled, lips smacking into mine with an intense possessiveness.

For a literally cold man, his kissing had me melting, obediently following him to his bed, his hands gripping at my dress, playfully warning:

“Bi Han, be gentle. I like this dress.”

“I could easily rip this in two,” He huffed, having the zipper down, making it fall, and just about ripping my panties in two.

The chills I got from it made me gasp, barely able to process how quickly he turned me around, bending me over the bed, seeing his shirt land in front of me, then whining at the tight stretch between my legs.

I didn’t even realize how worked up I was just from his kisses, already gripping the bed as he started with a slow thrust, trying to inch in deep, but it felt like so much, a shake in my thighs as moisture grew.

“Look at you, practically cuming just from the tip,” Placing a hand on my ass and squeezing hard, I couldn’t deny his claim, trying to back myself onto his cock slowly.

“It’s not my fault that you’re-“ My soft tone instantly turned into a sharp, sensual moan as I was backed onto him; he bucked his hips and stuffed his cock into me, feeling the impact in the pit of my stomach:

“Sooo much!”

“You’ve taken me before,” He snickered, spanking an intense sting on my ass, rubbing then sliding to my hips to take hold, the other hand running down my stomach so his finger could tease my clit, thrusting faster with a growl, “You can take some roughness, can’t you?”

I could and wanted to, but my being filled with so much pleasure so quickly that my brain felt it was short-circuiting, instead of answering him, I started moaning out:

“Oh my g-ngh! Bi Han! Aah!”

Pressing my face into the bed, I could barely muffle my moans that were practically screams, back snapping at the pounds in my stomach again, hearing him groan at the tight friction my pulsating walls had around his cock, slicking down to his thighs as my orgasm came with no hesitation.

“Damn,” I gasped when I picked up my head, focusing on breathing till I felt him pick up my hips, fixing my whole body on the bed.

His weight made me fall flat, his cock still buried in me, an arm around my neck like a headlock, going back to vigorously, smacking his hips against my ass.

“Tell me,” He whispered in my ear, getting his hand back on my clit, “Who’s is this?”

“Yours, Bi Han!” I cried out without a second thought, my heart pounding against my chest as I was close yet again.

“Mhm,” He hummed, turning my head to kiss me, smirking at how my kisses back turned sloppy from moaning, my body acting on its own and taking his hand to hold, slamming it into the bed:

“I’m right there, Bi Han! Right there!”

Squeezing my hand hard, I could barely hear him say, I know, groaning and mumbling under his breath at my walls, squeezing, moisture gushing around him.

“Shii-“ He huffed into my ear, my eyes rolling at the overwhelming bliss I was feeling just to be nearly doubled when I felt something warm coating my walls.

“My goodness,” I moaned, softly whining at him pulling back then pushing back into me, resting against me to smirk:

“That feels good, doesn’t it?”

Looking at him in the corner of my eye, I noticed how he eased down, not so angry anymore, and so, flashing the smile of mine that’d always make his cheeks red, kissing his cheek, “You don’t even have a clue.” 

"Mommy!"

I wasn't a mother, but the desire to be one was intense as I traveled through a village after going to one of my favorite stores.

The child and their mother looked so happy, running into their mother's arms and smiling. Their bond warmed my heart.

Heading back home, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Imagine Bi Han and I being parents and having a beautiful child. The thought alone made me so happy. Going about my day lost in thought, it must've been obvious how spaced out I was.

"Are you okay, dear?"

It was already time for bed, and I was grateful Bi Han was home to sleep with me, joining me in bed as I nodded:

"I'm okay. Just thinking is all."

"Thinking about what?"

I was so nervous to ask the question I had in mind, but he was the one person I could always be honest with, fidgeting with my hand as I asked shyly:

"How do you feel about starting a family?"

"You want to become parents?"

He was only trying to see if I was serious, which I was, my voice dying to a whisper:

"I would love that, Bi Han."

Meeting his gaze, I could feel the tension rising, not sure what kind of tension till he pulled me by the hip, bringing me closer and kissing:

"Help me then, hm?"

"Gladly," Gasping between kisses, joy and pleasure filled my heart, surely loving the process of making a child, almost rushing to take off my clothes.

"Someone's eager," He chuckled, dipping his hand between us to feel how I was dripping, teasing me, and whispering in my ear, "You know it's very important to carry my heir."

"I know," I moaned, looking into his eyes, "It would be an honor. I swear to be the best mother."

"You will be," Sitting up tall and broad, his hands ran across my stomach, imagining me with a pregnant stomach, clenching around my hips as he pushed his tip into me, twitching at the friction of my walls swallowing him in.

"Hmmm," That feeling would never get old to me; already moaning out at the inches, he began to feed me, "Make me a mother, Bi Han."

Snatching my legs, he put me in a tight press, twitching again at my words, keeping my moans constant and vocal as he pounded harder and harder in every thrust, driving me to an orgasm quicker than ever before.

"Bi Han!" Gripping at the sheets, my senses heightened, his thighs and balls wet as they slapped against my skin, god-like strength in his arms as he held my wrists so I wouldn't budge or squirm even an inch, completely breathless as I gasped out, "Oh! Oh-hh! Ooo!"

I'd never seen such an expression on his face, so determined, grunting with stutters in his hips, ramming the air out of me as he folded me further, lips smacking into mine.

"You're going to take all of me and give me a child-ngh'"

"Please," I murmured, the pleasure was flooding my mind to the brim, kissing back, "Give me all of you, Bi Han."

"Ngh-"Sitting up and flipping his hair back, my vision blurred from the new sensation, so warm, every particle of my being washed over with goosebumps and tingles, seeing how he tensed up, groaning as his cock throbbed hard against my pulsating walls, hammered deep in my womb and spilling every ounce of his seed, thrusting slowly till his body couldn't give anymore.

"Gods," Breathing in deep, I took his hands, this moment being one I'd never forget, still whimpering as he pulled back slowly, pushing back in deep to keep me full, stuffed for that matter, as I felt his seed leaking some.

"Do you wish to give me more than one someday?" In his eyes, it was clear how much he wanted to be a father, and he enjoyed our first experience.

It made me smile, squeezing his hands as I kissed, "As many as you want, my dear husband."