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[ The reply to that comes easily, excited even — ]
Of course!
[ Being able to cook for Lan Wangji would be such a dream. Waking up every day next to each other, cooking for each other, working the farm together, night hunting together. It would be a dream come true for Wei Wuxian and he knows it's such a silly desire, wanting to settle in one place and just have Lan Wangji at his side but... god, how he wants it.
When Lan Wangji lifts his head to look at Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian can only stare back, curiosity on his face as he waits for whatever it is that Lan Wangji wants to say. He can tell that he's thinking about it, about to speak before... he withdraws and doesn't say anything. It leaves Wei Wuxian puzzled. What could be on his mind?
But then he is speaking and Wei Wuxian decides this must be what he wanted to say, struggling to admit maybe. It would be a rejection of cultivation society in a way to admit that he didn't want the role, and Wei Wuxian can understand the difficulty behind putting words to that.
He always wondered why Lan Wangji accepted it. He was never one for politics. But he must have felt he had to, on some level. After everything with Jin Guangyao, he knows people craved the stability that would come from a Lan and Lan Xichen was indisposed so... Hm. ]
Yeah? [ Something giddy rises in him at that. ] And then you'll come back to me?
[ He finds someone right for the role, someone who could properly be the Chief Cultivator and give their time and energy to cultivation society. And then... then his life is his own again, and he is free to spend it wandering the countryside with Wei Wuxian again. ]
Of course!
[ Being able to cook for Lan Wangji would be such a dream. Waking up every day next to each other, cooking for each other, working the farm together, night hunting together. It would be a dream come true for Wei Wuxian and he knows it's such a silly desire, wanting to settle in one place and just have Lan Wangji at his side but... god, how he wants it.
When Lan Wangji lifts his head to look at Wei Wuxian, Wei Wuxian can only stare back, curiosity on his face as he waits for whatever it is that Lan Wangji wants to say. He can tell that he's thinking about it, about to speak before... he withdraws and doesn't say anything. It leaves Wei Wuxian puzzled. What could be on his mind?
But then he is speaking and Wei Wuxian decides this must be what he wanted to say, struggling to admit maybe. It would be a rejection of cultivation society in a way to admit that he didn't want the role, and Wei Wuxian can understand the difficulty behind putting words to that.
He always wondered why Lan Wangji accepted it. He was never one for politics. But he must have felt he had to, on some level. After everything with Jin Guangyao, he knows people craved the stability that would come from a Lan and Lan Xichen was indisposed so... Hm. ]
Yeah? [ Something giddy rises in him at that. ] And then you'll come back to me?
[ He finds someone right for the role, someone who could properly be the Chief Cultivator and give their time and energy to cultivation society. And then... then his life is his own again, and he is free to spend it wandering the countryside with Wei Wuxian again. ]
[ They never talked about it when it happened. How he stood there on that dirt track and looked Wei Wuxian in his watery eyes and announced that he would be staying. Not because he wanted to, but because he had to. A void in power and influence needed to be filled by someone who would not abuse it, who could actually provide guidance and support and be on the side of justice as they had once promised.
It really only left the Lan, but with Xichen broken by betrayal, he had no choice but to step into his place, to take on responsibility in his stead as duty and filial piety required it of him.
Of course Lan Wangji never talked about it, he never does, always acting on things yet rarely speaking a word of as to why, but perhaps because of their time spent here and the new type of closeness they share, the thought of mentioning it is not as absurd as it once was. ]
It was necessary. After Jin Guangyao, Jin Guangshang, the Chief Cultivator could not be a Jin. Nie Huaisang lacks both clan and public confidence, nor did he volunteer. Jiang Wanyin is Jiang Wanyin. Was assumed that Xiongzhang would assume the role.
[ Yet he remains in his self-imposed seclusion, for the foreseeable future. Wei Wuxian knows well enough the burden of duty to your family and your clan, how even if he wasn't asked to do it, Lan Wangji would have offered because that is what is expected of him, what is owed to the Lan.]
It really only left the Lan, but with Xichen broken by betrayal, he had no choice but to step into his place, to take on responsibility in his stead as duty and filial piety required it of him.
Of course Lan Wangji never talked about it, he never does, always acting on things yet rarely speaking a word of as to why, but perhaps because of their time spent here and the new type of closeness they share, the thought of mentioning it is not as absurd as it once was. ]
It was necessary. After Jin Guangyao, Jin Guangshang, the Chief Cultivator could not be a Jin. Nie Huaisang lacks both clan and public confidence, nor did he volunteer. Jiang Wanyin is Jiang Wanyin. Was assumed that Xiongzhang would assume the role.
[ Yet he remains in his self-imposed seclusion, for the foreseeable future. Wei Wuxian knows well enough the burden of duty to your family and your clan, how even if he wasn't asked to do it, Lan Wangji would have offered because that is what is expected of him, what is owed to the Lan.]
[ It's mesmerizing to watch, the way Wei Wuxian's body twists upon the bed in fleeting pleasure, the sounds falling from his mouth ringing in Lan Wangji's ears like a siren's call.
He wants to see it again— to hear it— so that's exactly what he aims for, withdrawing his fingers part way before pushing them back in, letting them linger around that very same spot as before as he watches like a hawk, fully focused and devoted to the cause. ]
Here?
[ He knows full well that yes it is there as he repeats the same movement as before but only more deliberately, fingers pressing against that part within that offers the reaction he was seeking. ]
He wants to see it again— to hear it— so that's exactly what he aims for, withdrawing his fingers part way before pushing them back in, letting them linger around that very same spot as before as he watches like a hawk, fully focused and devoted to the cause. ]
Here?
[ He knows full well that yes it is there as he repeats the same movement as before but only more deliberately, fingers pressing against that part within that offers the reaction he was seeking. ]
[ Its funny, how unknowingly in sync their minds can be. Wei Wuxian toying with the idea of being owned and consumed by Lan Wangji, feeling hesitation for how absurd it is as the man in question, who deals with such thoughts time and time again, appears disinclined to show his usual measure of restraint.
What started as a distraction— a desire to steer away from melancholy thoughts and show there is one person here who still cares for him, who will offer up whatever is needed— has quickly built into something more as the affection and lust seeps in. Perhaps it is the realization that the situation is ultimately out of their hands, that they very well could be parted and there is apparently nothing they could do about it, but it has brought about a sense of urgency, a desire to overwhelm and be overwhelmed by the essence of the man still in his lap, his zhiji, to bury himself in him (perhaps quite literally).
Suddenly the kissing stops and there's movement, Wei Wuxian soon finding his back coming into contact with the dewy grass before a familiar weight is pressing him down into it and a warm mouth is on his neck, its owner apparently not caring at all that they are far from the usual privacy of their room. ]
What started as a distraction— a desire to steer away from melancholy thoughts and show there is one person here who still cares for him, who will offer up whatever is needed— has quickly built into something more as the affection and lust seeps in. Perhaps it is the realization that the situation is ultimately out of their hands, that they very well could be parted and there is apparently nothing they could do about it, but it has brought about a sense of urgency, a desire to overwhelm and be overwhelmed by the essence of the man still in his lap, his zhiji, to bury himself in him (perhaps quite literally).
Suddenly the kissing stops and there's movement, Wei Wuxian soon finding his back coming into contact with the dewy grass before a familiar weight is pressing him down into it and a warm mouth is on his neck, its owner apparently not caring at all that they are far from the usual privacy of their room. ]
[ It was what was expected and honestly, Wei Wuxian knows that. Of the options available, there were so few that felt like they could assume the position and as Lan Wangji lays it out, Wei Wuxian nods his head and breathes out slowly, knowing the truth of his words even if he doesn't want them to be. There was no other option, other than to leave the power vacuum open. But there needs to be a Chief Cultivator, right? ... Right?
Of course, only Wei Wuxian would have that thought, his opinion of cultivation society is mixed and mostly negative. Maybe they would do well without a focal point of power for a bit, until they got their own affairs sorted and could be trusted to uplift someone into that position once again. That's his opinion on it, at least.
But no, Lan Wangji did the right thing by taking up the title. Even if it meant he could not be at Wei Wuxian's side any longer. It was upsetting, it's still upsetting, and all these months they've had together at the Golden Peacock has just made Wei Wuxian even more unhappy with not having Lan Wangji at his side back home.
If only Lan Xichen were able to take it up properly... ]
I understand. It makes sense, really. You were the only one who could at the time.
[ He goes quiet then, thinking. How in the world will they get Lan Wangji out of this role? ]
I will wait for you. When you're ready, I'll be there.
Of course, only Wei Wuxian would have that thought, his opinion of cultivation society is mixed and mostly negative. Maybe they would do well without a focal point of power for a bit, until they got their own affairs sorted and could be trusted to uplift someone into that position once again. That's his opinion on it, at least.
But no, Lan Wangji did the right thing by taking up the title. Even if it meant he could not be at Wei Wuxian's side any longer. It was upsetting, it's still upsetting, and all these months they've had together at the Golden Peacock has just made Wei Wuxian even more unhappy with not having Lan Wangji at his side back home.
If only Lan Xichen were able to take it up properly... ]
I understand. It makes sense, really. You were the only one who could at the time.
[ He goes quiet then, thinking. How in the world will they get Lan Wangji out of this role? ]
I will wait for you. When you're ready, I'll be there.
[ Lan Wangji knows he's pressing the right spot but it doesn't stop Wei Wuxian from crying out — ]
Yes! Yes!
[ His hips buck and his feet dig into the mattress as he presses back against those fingers touching his most sensitive spot. His hands move to press his palms to his eyes and a moan spills from him as Lan Wangji just continues rubbing at it. Fireworks explode behind his eyes and he squirms, his cock aches between his legs, leaking pre and his body is flush with arousal.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. ]
J-just keep... nngh, don't stop... ahh...
[ He says don't stop but if Lan Wangji wanted to swap to his cock at any point, he wouldn't be opposed to that either. Of course. He's a needy boy. ]
Yes! Yes!
[ His hips buck and his feet dig into the mattress as he presses back against those fingers touching his most sensitive spot. His hands move to press his palms to his eyes and a moan spills from him as Lan Wangji just continues rubbing at it. Fireworks explode behind his eyes and he squirms, his cock aches between his legs, leaking pre and his body is flush with arousal.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. ]
J-just keep... nngh, don't stop... ahh...
[ He says don't stop but if Lan Wangji wanted to swap to his cock at any point, he wouldn't be opposed to that either. Of course. He's a needy boy. ]
[ The desperation is mutual, at the very least. The way Lan Wangji manipulates his body, lowering him onto the grass so easily and then overwhelming him with his body pressed upon his own, it's all so good. Wei Wuxian only yelps slightly as he's picked up and pressed down but then there is Lan Wangji, covering him completely, and he sinks easily back into the kiss. Perhaps they should be a bit more careful, doing something like this out in the open like this but... Wei Wuxian doesn't care.
Because that desperation again is driving him to feel empty and hollow and only satisfied by the feeling of Lan Wangji taking him. Taking him. The melancholy from earlier is abating and now all his thoughts are consumed with lust and need. There's a moan as his arms go around Lan Wangji's body, fingernails digging into his shoulders as he arches his back and presses his body into the one flush on top of him.
He breaks the kissing just for a moment, just long enough to pant out — ]
There's... there's lubrication in my pocket.
[ A little tube. He's taken to carrying it around with him. Why? Well, because of things like this. They don't have sex outside of their room very often but Wei Wuxian was not going to be caught out here with no means of getting himself slicked up and ready for Lan Wangji's cock. No way. He's already soft from the night before, it won't take long to prep him. That's what he's thinking, at least, as he connects his mouth with Lan Wangji's again and lets himself be devoured. ]
Because that desperation again is driving him to feel empty and hollow and only satisfied by the feeling of Lan Wangji taking him. Taking him. The melancholy from earlier is abating and now all his thoughts are consumed with lust and need. There's a moan as his arms go around Lan Wangji's body, fingernails digging into his shoulders as he arches his back and presses his body into the one flush on top of him.
He breaks the kissing just for a moment, just long enough to pant out — ]
There's... there's lubrication in my pocket.
[ A little tube. He's taken to carrying it around with him. Why? Well, because of things like this. They don't have sex outside of their room very often but Wei Wuxian was not going to be caught out here with no means of getting himself slicked up and ready for Lan Wangji's cock. No way. He's already soft from the night before, it won't take long to prep him. That's what he's thinking, at least, as he connects his mouth with Lan Wangji's again and lets himself be devoured. ]
[ Too much of the future is unknown, but they have to believe that some memory of their time here in this resort will stay with them. The added closeness they have enjoyed, the conversations such as this which have aided in bridging that chasm of misunderstanding and miscommunication which still exists between them.
It would be enjoyable, he can admit to himself, to return and vacate the seat for someone else, someone who is worthy and wants it, allowing him to travel with Wei Ying. Just the two of them going to where the chaos is, and perhaps on the way they would find a nice, quiet place to settle down, just the two of them. But until then.. ]
Until then, you are welcome in Cloud Recesses whenever you desire.
[ Come back to Gusu he wants to say, but won't. It must be Wei Ying's choice, and not a request fulfilled.
Then, after a moment's hesitation:]
...The Jingshi has ample space.
[ Normal people would offer up a guesthouse or something, but when has their relationship ever been a normal one? As open to interpretation as the offer is, Lan Wangji hopes it is one Wei Wuxian will consider, much like their current arrangement now. Alright, so perhaps the frequent sex is wishful thinking, and they could move a second bed in there easily enough, but his soulmate possess his own room here in the resort yet seems quite content to cuddle up with him in his tiny bed instead, and it is something that Lan Wangji has taken quite the liking to, so would it be too much of a stretch to consider the same arrangement at home? ]
It would be enjoyable, he can admit to himself, to return and vacate the seat for someone else, someone who is worthy and wants it, allowing him to travel with Wei Ying. Just the two of them going to where the chaos is, and perhaps on the way they would find a nice, quiet place to settle down, just the two of them. But until then.. ]
Until then, you are welcome in Cloud Recesses whenever you desire.
[ Come back to Gusu he wants to say, but won't. It must be Wei Ying's choice, and not a request fulfilled.
Then, after a moment's hesitation:]
...The Jingshi has ample space.
[ Normal people would offer up a guesthouse or something, but when has their relationship ever been a normal one? As open to interpretation as the offer is, Lan Wangji hopes it is one Wei Wuxian will consider, much like their current arrangement now. Alright, so perhaps the frequent sex is wishful thinking, and they could move a second bed in there easily enough, but his soulmate possess his own room here in the resort yet seems quite content to cuddle up with him in his tiny bed instead, and it is something that Lan Wangji has taken quite the liking to, so would it be too much of a stretch to consider the same arrangement at home? ]
[ Such foresight. So wonderful. So handsome. So smart. Without hesitation, one of Lan Wangji's hands begins to search for the tube, long and nimble fingers making their way between layers of clothing and feeling around in pockets before finding it.
While doing so he has exactly the same thought— after their activities the night before, it probably won't take much for Wei Wuxian to be ready for him, and then they can go at it right in this very spot hard and fast, easily spent and sated before the possibility of intrusion comes calling.
He lets the final kiss linger as his hands forgo cradling Wei Wuxian's head in favour of tugging at the waistband of the other man's clothing, pulling them and the underwear down in a singular move until they reach his knees, exposing his ass and flushed arousal to the elements as he pulls back a little to sit up more as he focuses on popping open the lubrication and dousing two fingers in a healthy coating as he silently leaves the decision in his Wei Ying's hands as to whether he wishes to properly shed clothes, change positions or literally just do it just like this. ]
While doing so he has exactly the same thought— after their activities the night before, it probably won't take much for Wei Wuxian to be ready for him, and then they can go at it right in this very spot hard and fast, easily spent and sated before the possibility of intrusion comes calling.
He lets the final kiss linger as his hands forgo cradling Wei Wuxian's head in favour of tugging at the waistband of the other man's clothing, pulling them and the underwear down in a singular move until they reach his knees, exposing his ass and flushed arousal to the elements as he pulls back a little to sit up more as he focuses on popping open the lubrication and dousing two fingers in a healthy coating as he silently leaves the decision in his Wei Ying's hands as to whether he wishes to properly shed clothes, change positions or literally just do it just like this. ]
[ Oh how he wants to keep it going, just teasing that spot inside and making his bedmate cry out. But he knows well enough that if he keeps it up Wei Ying will be coming on his fingers and not because of his cock, and that will be a little lackluster in the grand scheme of things considering how much he wants it, to be inside of him once more like that first, frenzied romp on the forest floor.
One day he is definitely going to do it again, and draw it out until Wei Wuxian cannot take it anymore.
( One day, but not today. )
The request to not stop is heard, so naturally, stopping is exactly what he does. Withdrawing his fingers after giving the area one last decent stretch, he is shuffling closer in the dark, a hand gripping Wei Wuxian's hip and holding him in place as something that is definitely too large and too hard to be a finger begins to prod at his hole instead.
Lan Wangji knows it isn't going to be as easy as last time, when the suit effects left Wei Wuxian with a body well lubricated and easily adaptable to the intrusion, but he's also not going to not do it, he really wants to fuck this beautiful, wonderful man, so he leans in to practically smash their lips together, figuring that hopefully a fierce enough kiss can distract enough as he eases himself in. ]
One day he is definitely going to do it again, and draw it out until Wei Wuxian cannot take it anymore.
( One day, but not today. )
The request to not stop is heard, so naturally, stopping is exactly what he does. Withdrawing his fingers after giving the area one last decent stretch, he is shuffling closer in the dark, a hand gripping Wei Wuxian's hip and holding him in place as something that is definitely too large and too hard to be a finger begins to prod at his hole instead.
Lan Wangji knows it isn't going to be as easy as last time, when the suit effects left Wei Wuxian with a body well lubricated and easily adaptable to the intrusion, but he's also not going to not do it, he really wants to fuck this beautiful, wonderful man, so he leans in to practically smash their lips together, figuring that hopefully a fierce enough kiss can distract enough as he eases himself in. ]
[ Wei Wuxian's entire body feels alight after the way Lan Wangji opened him up and teased at him like that. He's panting hard, chest rising and falling, and he feels tingly with sensation all over. There's a whine, helpless to be stopped, that falls from his mouth as Lan Wangji's fingers pull free from his hole and his own hands fist the sheets underneath him as he tries to keep it together. His brain is mush, his body full of need, he doesn't quite know what to do with himself anymore.
Thankfully, Lan Wangji solves that particular issue for him. Their mouths come together in a bruising kiss and Wei Wuxian moans into it immediately, his arms looping around Lan Wangji's neck and fingers clutching his hair as he feels him settle between his legs and begin to press into his hole. It's an aching stretch, a little too tight, but Wei Wuxian immediately knows he wants more of it. More of that oh so perfect cock inside of him. It's big and overwhelming for Wei Wuxian but that's part of the joy of taking it.
He makes his body relax, kissing Lan Wangji back with eager swipes of his tongue and soft whimpers consistently falling from his throat. There's a hitched breath as Lan Wangji buries himself halfway in and Wei Wuxian squirms, squeezing around his cock for a moment before relaxing again. He pulls off the kiss, voice breathy and low as he murmurs between them — ]
You feel so good. You feel so good, Lan Zhan. K-Keep going.
Thankfully, Lan Wangji solves that particular issue for him. Their mouths come together in a bruising kiss and Wei Wuxian moans into it immediately, his arms looping around Lan Wangji's neck and fingers clutching his hair as he feels him settle between his legs and begin to press into his hole. It's an aching stretch, a little too tight, but Wei Wuxian immediately knows he wants more of it. More of that oh so perfect cock inside of him. It's big and overwhelming for Wei Wuxian but that's part of the joy of taking it.
He makes his body relax, kissing Lan Wangji back with eager swipes of his tongue and soft whimpers consistently falling from his throat. There's a hitched breath as Lan Wangji buries himself halfway in and Wei Wuxian squirms, squeezing around his cock for a moment before relaxing again. He pulls off the kiss, voice breathy and low as he murmurs between them — ]
You feel so good. You feel so good, Lan Zhan. K-Keep going.
[ This is so raw and feral and Wei Wuxian wonders for a moment if he should stop them, go back to their room, have each other there. But he doesn't want to. He wants Lan Wangji now. He wants to feel Lan Wangji's cock buried in him, fucking him hard and fast and making him feel punch drunk on pleasure. He wants his kisses, his touch, his everything. He wants to be owned in the one way he knows he can get.
So, he kicks off his pants and underwear when they're pulled down, leaving him just in his top and his legs, ass, and dick exposed to the elements around them. The grass isn't very comfortable but he's not thinking about that right now. Instead, he's looping his legs around Lan Wangji's waist and tugging him closer, looking the picture of a seducing minx right now. ]
Come on, take me, Lan Zhan.
[ He bites his bottom lip, looking up to meet his eyes, his own half-lidded and expression slightly coquettish. ]
I feel... empty.
[ Which isn't untrue. There's an ache in him, the need to be filled and fucked without mercy. He needs it, he needs his soulmate in this most perverse of ways. ]
So, he kicks off his pants and underwear when they're pulled down, leaving him just in his top and his legs, ass, and dick exposed to the elements around them. The grass isn't very comfortable but he's not thinking about that right now. Instead, he's looping his legs around Lan Wangji's waist and tugging him closer, looking the picture of a seducing minx right now. ]
Come on, take me, Lan Zhan.
[ He bites his bottom lip, looking up to meet his eyes, his own half-lidded and expression slightly coquettish. ]
I feel... empty.
[ Which isn't untrue. There's an ache in him, the need to be filled and fucked without mercy. He needs it, he needs his soulmate in this most perverse of ways. ]
[ Wei Wuxian fully believes he'll remember his stay here. He has to, right? He has to because the people he met here, the things he's discovered, and... and the closeness he's shared with Lan Wangji. These are all things he refuses to give up, not now, not ever. He has wanted this for so long, this type of easy life with Lan Wangji at his side, no forces bringing them together beyond their own enjoyment of each other's company, no obligations dragging them away from each other as well. He wants, so desperately, to be by Lan Wangji's side until they grow old and frail and their golden cores no longer sustain them.
And then he wants to do it again, in the next life.
So, maybe that's why when Lan Wangji offers his home in Gusu for him to stay in, Wei Wuxian does not balk and feel it is a trap of some kind. He doesn't feel any apprehension there. No, he only imagines them continuing on like now, sleeping curled up together in their bed, waking alongside each other, eating their meals together, so on and so forth. He wants that. He wants Lan Wangji. ]
Okay.
[ He keeps Lan Wangji's gaze, a small smile on his face as he agrees. ]
As long as you'll have me.
[ And he leans in, sweet as can be, and kisses Lan Wangji. Idly, in this back of his mind, he can't help but think — this feels like a proposal. Hahaha, but, that would be silly, no? ]
And then he wants to do it again, in the next life.
So, maybe that's why when Lan Wangji offers his home in Gusu for him to stay in, Wei Wuxian does not balk and feel it is a trap of some kind. He doesn't feel any apprehension there. No, he only imagines them continuing on like now, sleeping curled up together in their bed, waking alongside each other, eating their meals together, so on and so forth. He wants that. He wants Lan Wangji. ]
Okay.
[ He keeps Lan Wangji's gaze, a small smile on his face as he agrees. ]
As long as you'll have me.
[ And he leans in, sweet as can be, and kisses Lan Wangji. Idly, in this back of his mind, he can't help but think — this feels like a proposal. Hahaha, but, that would be silly, no? ]
[ As long as you'll have me, he says, unknowing of how much of a commitment that would be. Together until they are wrinkled and grey, death and rebirth, and even then Lan Wangji would not tire of being at Wei Wuxian's side, the only future wanted being one such as this, with bodies, hearts, fates intertwined.
Arms drape around his soulmate's hips, unwilling to part as they share in what can only be described as a sentimental kiss, his words spoken all quiet and soft between the offerings of simple, light pecks to waiting lips. ]
You may tire of it, before then.
[ Because there will be no end to Lan Wangji's desire of it. ]
Arms drape around his soulmate's hips, unwilling to part as they share in what can only be described as a sentimental kiss, his words spoken all quiet and soft between the offerings of simple, light pecks to waiting lips. ]
You may tire of it, before then.
[ Because there will be no end to Lan Wangji's desire of it. ]
[ It's this closeness that he can't give up. This security. He curls closer as Lan Wangji's arms encircle his hips and they've still got the rabbit tucked against them as well but it's not too in the way. Not in the way enough to stop Wei Wuxian from looping his own arms around Lan Wangji's shoulders and resting his forehead against his. ]
Haaaa. I don't really care about where I am though. I only really care that I'm with you, you know?
[ So, be it the Jingshi. Or Golden Peacock. Or wherever else they land up. As long as he's with Lan Wangji, he's happy. ]
Haaaa. I don't really care about where I am though. I only really care that I'm with you, you know?
[ So, be it the Jingshi. Or Golden Peacock. Or wherever else they land up. As long as he's with Lan Wangji, he's happy. ]
[ The two of them. Together. It's all that Lan Wangji wants, more than anything, and to have Wei Wuxian say the same, that soft smile on his face as they cling to one another, it makes certain words threaten to bubble up and spill from his mouth. Secrets of the heart, the things he yearns for, wants, loves, adores.
Once spoken they could never be taken back, never forgotten, thus he steels himself, declares to never utter it, but in moments such as this when it seems like Wei Ying wants the very same..
His eyes fall closed as their foreheads press together and he holds on tighter— clings even— sorry little rabbit, but you're probably beginning to feel a little squished. ]
Then let us remain together. Here. Gusu. Yunmeng. Wherever it may be.
Once spoken they could never be taken back, never forgotten, thus he steels himself, declares to never utter it, but in moments such as this when it seems like Wei Ying wants the very same..
His eyes fall closed as their foreheads press together and he holds on tighter— clings even— sorry little rabbit, but you're probably beginning to feel a little squished. ]
Then let us remain together. Here. Gusu. Yunmeng. Wherever it may be.
[ If only he could say those words, the words that they both feel, that he knows to be true but just can't quite let himself believe it or admit it. If only he could just cross that one last barrier between them, but he can't, because what if it all falls apart when he does?
Because he wants the same. He wants it so badly, so desperately, that it's hard to even breathe around it sometimes. He just wants Lan Wangji, however he can have him, no matter how long he can keep him. He wants him in this life and the next and the next and the next...
As their foreheads press together, Wei Wuxian feels his eyes grow a little warm with emotion and he breathes in heavily to keep himself in check. His arms wrap tightly around Lan Wangji and he hugs him, trying to convey his emotion in the hug. Of course, in the process, the rabbit wiggles out from between them and hops out of their lap onto the grass again. It gets a watery chuckle from Wei Wuxian but he only presses closer instead. ]
Thank you, Lan Zhan.
[ There's no room for thank yous or apologies between them but it's covering up what he really wants to say, which is I love you, of course. ]
Because he wants the same. He wants it so badly, so desperately, that it's hard to even breathe around it sometimes. He just wants Lan Wangji, however he can have him, no matter how long he can keep him. He wants him in this life and the next and the next and the next...
As their foreheads press together, Wei Wuxian feels his eyes grow a little warm with emotion and he breathes in heavily to keep himself in check. His arms wrap tightly around Lan Wangji and he hugs him, trying to convey his emotion in the hug. Of course, in the process, the rabbit wiggles out from between them and hops out of their lap onto the grass again. It gets a watery chuckle from Wei Wuxian but he only presses closer instead. ]
Thank you, Lan Zhan.
[ There's no room for thank yous or apologies between them but it's covering up what he really wants to say, which is I love you, of course. ]
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