A bonus ending I wrote for my fellow shippers

Ok, that was friggin amazing, marvel dc who? This shi is the jam. And I will write an additional last scene:
Zizi wraps his arms around ling chen’s waist much to his surprise, ‘what the fuck do you think you’re doing??’ Ling chen yells, hitting zizi’s chest with the remaining strength left, but the man has thicker skin than a fucking gazelle. ‘I did well, didn’t I?’, Zizi replies with a grin that can blind the sun, Hui Mei would surely need double sunglasses against it and still get blinded for five seconds. ‘Well? You fucked with my whole pl-‘ before he can finish his angry rant, a pair of lips press against his mouth like a chipmunk, it’s awkward, and he clearly doesn’t have any idea of what he’s doing and how to control his strength, their teeth clink like glass ‘mmph-!’, Ling chen presses his fist over his mouth as he pulls away, his face is flushed in an angry red, but no matter what zizi finds it endearing if nothing else, ‘what the hell is wrong with you!’, he muffles behind his knuckles, struggling to catch up to what just happened. Zizi’s hold around his waist seems to get stronger, amusement evident on his face, the blush wasn’t helping to hide he was planning this all along, ‘well, what do you think? I deserve a reward, shouldn’t I? The day is saved, everyone’s alive, and you…you’re stuck in this world with me’, he grins. ‘Y-you…!’ It was more than rare to see ling chen speechless like this, his 200 IQ when it comes to physics not helping his foresight with this development, where did he go wrong in his plan? Was there a breach in the universe and zizi’s lost his mind? His train of thought is interrupted when Zizi pulled him closer, colliding against his hard muscles, ‘enough thinking, attention to me, you didn’t think this could happen, did you? Guess I surprised you at least one time…I’ve been thinking about this for a while’, he was going to come up with another angry rant before he is engulfed in a kiss again, softer this time, like zizi has calculated how to actually do it in the meantime he was storming in his head. His arms, iron hold around his waist, refusing to let him budge, an arm slides on his back, other cradling the back of his head as support. He wants to pull away, to put up a fight, yell this is wrong, not supposed to happen in ten timelines, but a small voice in his head tells him to stop and just let it happen for once, as if something in his being knows it’s right, as if it was always meant to be. He closes his eyes, his hands fisting against the fabric of zizi’s uniform loosens, his head tilts to the side automatically, chasing his lips hesitantly, as if by instinct. And he knows something behind zizi’s eyes just ignites, like kid in a candy shop getting their favourite lollipop handed, he can almost feel his tails wag, feel the smile pressed against his lips in the kiss, and he can’t stay mad at him any longer. A flash of the Ye ZiMu in his previous world flashes behind his eyes, the lonely back, shoulders slouching against the weight of the world, the way his face lit up every time ‘ling chen’, his ling chen showed up… he sighed, maybe it could’ve been different…but there was no point thinking about a world he could no longer call his. So he did what he could, his fingers, trembling from an unknown emotion he wasn’t sure of, grasped zizi’s shoulder blades, a hold that betrayed what he wanted to show to the world, that betrayed the inner words of his selfish timid self, as if whispering ‘don’t let me go, hold me’, and he pressed himself back towards the heat of his body that engulfed him as zizi took off from the towar, a carefree laugh leaving his parted lips, arms holding around ling chen’s waist as if to hold onto the treasure that this world gave to him. As ling chen looked at him, he couldn’t stop the laugh making way to his face either. Eyes crinkling as he held onto his shoulders for dear life, even though he knew Zizi would nevr let him fall, like he never did one in this life or the other. The soft blush on both of their cheeks, if he squinted hard enough he could blame it on the rising sun on the horizon. But they both knew the truth, so he let himself thread his hand through his hair brushing against the air as Zizi carried him through the troposphere. Yes, maybe this was correct all along…the redemption they both deserved after a lifetime of suffering, at least…that’s what he could hope now…