[ at that question, Wei Ying's breath catches behind his teeth, sharp and surprised. what does that have to do with--
oh.
oh.
wow, Wei Wuxian, you are an idiot.
the look on his face softens after a moment (or several), and there might even be the barest hint of a flush creeping along his neck, the tops of his cheeks, as he fidgets. but he looks at Lan Zhan, holds his gaze when he answers softly.]
Ah, that-- I mean I meant to message Huiasang that you know. He was pestering me about these pictures I was bragging about, that I was rather protective of actually. Pictures of the one and only lovely Hanguang Jun cuddling with his rabbits in the grass. [ it isn't a direct answer, but also:] Imagine my embarrassment when I realized I sent you a message about yourself, ah Lan Zhan, I thought I was going to combust!
[ Confusion trickles across his expression, something tight and hot gripping in his chest. It didn’t make sense, but for the briefest second, he wanted it to be true. To be true so badly— ]
Rabbits are scandalous? [ He asked tightly. ]
No one I know?
[ These were the assertions that Wei Ying had made which had thrown him off so badly.
But they were still standing outside the shop, and despite speaking lowly they were starting to draw a crowd. Abruptly, he grabbed Wei Ying’s wrist and started to pull him away. Ice cream be damned. ]
[ it being a conversation that shouldn't be held in public really wasn't enough of a deterrent for Wei Ying to not have the conversation. clearly. his mouth is open, uncaring of the eyes and ears turned their way, ready to explain, when Lan Zhan's fingers are on his wrist and pull him away.
there is a quiet whine at that (for the ice cream, honestly, he does want some, but they can come back. later) but Wei Ying follows along oddly obedient.
but not silent.]
Ah, not the rabbits! It was the smile on your face Lan Zhan! It was-- well I can show you later I suppose, as long as you promise not to destroy it. [ because he really wasn't kidding about him hoarding it somewhat possessively okay. ] And I couldn't very well tell you that I had the picture of you, or that I had inadvertently proposed to you right then! I thought you barely tolerated me Lan Zhan! Besides, it isn't really a lie, who can truly know himself after all, it is-- ah, Lan Zhan, where are we going?
[ He listens to Wei Ying’s babbling as his mind races, expression stony and purposeful as he drags him through the streets. Finally they turn a corner without any prying eyes and Wangji abruptly turns to face him, still holding his wrist and staring down Wei Ying with an almost dangerous expression.
He feels like he’s made of edged glass - sharp as anything, but so so close to being easily broken. ]
Idiot. [ Just to get that out of the way. To think that Wei Ying thought he barely tolerated him, when Wangji had to constantly hold himself back from—
[ it would be hilarious to him how quickly people get out of their way when Lan Zhan looks like he does right now, stony-faced and sharp, dragging Wei Wuxian behind him as if it were nothing. he would laugh if he wasn't so busy letting his words spill out between them as they moved, like it might ease the tension coiling in his chest, like it might ease that look from Lan Zhan's face.
as free-spirited as he might be, he was aware of how important this was. how much his words and truth meant at this moment. so when Lan Zhan looks at him like that, like whatever truth he has to say has the power to ruin him, Wei Ying finds himself swallowing the teasing words and laying the truth as bare as he could. ]
Ah, no. Not mocking, Lan Zhan. Wishful thinking if anything. [ he turns his hand in Lan Zhan's grip, triest to curl his fingers around Lan Zhan's wrist in turn, lets the corner of his lips curl.]
[ His grip loosens slightly, allowing Wei Ying the movement, as Wangji’s eyes quickly scan across Wei Ying’s face as if to ascertain the truth behind the words.
A beat. Two. It almost seems like he will do nothing at all, and then suddenly he’s surging forward to press a firm, unpracticed kiss to Wei Ying’s lips. ]
[ Wei Ying is seconds from fidgeting, despite the heaviness that hangs between them. he is opening his mouth again and saying something (something stupid and foolish he is sure because, well, this situation was awkward and clearly in need of something ridiculous) when Lan Zhan goes from looking at him like he was trying to decide how many times the rules needed to be copied out for all of this to-- to-- kissing him.
it takes longer than Wei Ying would like to process but when it finally does, a small noise slips free before he is responding in kind. hand moving to Lan Zhan's elbow and smile growing on his face. it makes kissing awkward (more awkward, wow he has no idea what he is doing) but that is perfectly fine with him.
by the time he tips his head back, his lips are stretched into a full grin and he is fairly sure he could outshine the sun at this moment.]
Lan Zhan! Does this mean you accept? Or were you trying to shut me up in a very effective manner? I have to say, I never expected you to be the one to steal my first kiss, not that it's a bad thing in fact it is probably the best possible outcome considering what i considered, but--
[ is he simply going to speak for the sake of speaking and happiness right now? perhaps. ]
[ His heart was running a mile a minute, but his expression was still stony - the only hint that he might be happy was the slightest softening around his eyes.
Did he accept? That felt like a lot, right now, and he found he couldn’t answer. He did want it, more than anything, but neither of them were really in the position to—
Enough. ]
Cultivation partners.
[ His counter offer. Marriage in almost everything but name, but maybe he could pretend that this decision had something to do with his head and not just his heart.
Wei Ying was babbling, though, and Lan Zhan raised a finger to press it to Wei Ying’s lips. ]
Too much talking.
[ And then, before Wei Ying could retort, he stole another kiss, not even bothering to move his finger out of the way. ]
[ when Wei Ying was taught to achieve the impossible as a child, as a youth, as a teen, the end goal was probably not to end up in a quiet part of town with Lan Wangji kissing him quiet and stating they should be cultivation partners. when Wei Ying was taught to pursue what he felt, go after what his heart beat for, it probably was not a lesson in how to laugh and kiss and grin against Lan Zhan's lips all at once. when Wei Ying was taught to fight for those he loved, protect those that he held dear, defend what he saw as right, it was not necessarily a reminder to ensure he did what he could to see that barely-there smile on Lan Zhan's face as often as he could, at whatever cost he might have to pay. and while those lessons might not have had this result in mind, Wei Ying certainly is grateful to them, because he is sure that he would not be here, filled with happiness, if they had not been taught to him.
Wei Ying lets his arm come up and slide around Lan Zhan's shoulders, finger tangling in silken strands slightly while he tries to keep himself grounded.]
Mmm cultivation partners, that sounds terribly responsible and perfectly amazing, Lan Zhan. As for talking, would you like me to tell you what else my mouth could be doing? Because I have read som-mmmf.
[ as it turns out, kissing Wei Ying is a very good way to shut up him.]
[ It was hard to ignore the fact that Wei Ying was so happy, like the emotion was spilling out of him in every direction and flooding the world around them. It was hard to kiss him because Wei Ying's lips didn't seem to want to stay in one place - laughing or talking or grinning.
Lan Zhan had felt like he had been pulled taut enough to shatter, his frustration and his desperation rendering the moment far too sharp and fragile. But Wei Ying's happiness was slowly taking a toll on him. He was starting to relax, starting to let some of that happiness bleed through into him too, now that he was starting to believe this was actually real and not a poorly timed joke that would be ripped out from under him. He felt his skin prickle under fabric as Wei Ying's arm slid around him, and he wondered if the man could hear his heart thundering from here.
He was trying to find a way to actually voice his feelings rather than cut off all speech when Wei Ying spoke again and reminded him of exactly why he had been trying to shut him up in the first place. His face felt flaming - even if he didn't look it, and he quickly silenced him with a hard kiss, pressing closer than he was before, his kiss still clumsy but an edge of hunger was lacing into it. ]
Shameless. [ He accused in a low breath against Wei Ying's lips. But he didn't seem to be stopping... ]
[ there is a very good chance that Wei Ying was going to be insufferably cheerful and pleased for the next, oh, forever about all of this. he can feel the tension in Lan Zhan slowly slipping away, melting off of him as ice might with a spring thaw, can feel Lan Zhan accepting this as a truth and not something that Wei Ying is saying to tease (there are many things he will say to tease, even more so with this turn of events but-- it would be a different kind of teasing. a whole new world has opened up for him now.) it is impossible for Wei Ying to not be happy about this, to not let the joy he is feeling bubble up and over.
when he first met Lan Zhan all those years ago, white jade on the rooftop in the moonlight, he was immediately drawn to him. throughout the years, the studies and battles, short meetings and long ones, Wei Ying has always been a little fixated on him. it took him a long time (too long) to realize why. (actually, he didn't figure it out at all, Huiasang said something and suddenly Wei Ying couldn't breathe because, ohgods, he really did love Lan Zhan). and now-- now he had Lan Zhan pressed against him, mumbling shameless against his lips far too fondly for him to take it to heart.]
Mmmm, says the one kissing me in public. Ah, Hanguang Jun I am rubbing off on you in all the best ways I think. [ and when he curls an arm around Lan Zhan's lower back to press them flush, no room at all between them, it is nearly a literal statement. ] Lan Zhan....
[ Ah. Yes. Public. He'd actually forgotten. He didn't know how Wei Ying managed to make him forget these things, but he did, and now he was forced to acknowledge the fact that they were being incredibly indecent.
Or. Well. He would acknowledge it, if Wei Ying hadn't then gone and completely derailed him by pressing their bodies flush. It pulled a deep, low groan from his throat and he pressed closer, threading an arm around Wei Ying's waist and pulling him up harder against him. He was quickly losing all sense of self control that he had carefully kept up until this point, his eyes falling shut as he shifted a little against Wei Ying's body.
Ah. Yes. This was a problem. Even though layers and layers of fabric between them... ]
Privacy, then. [ He decides roughly, forcing himself to pull away, his breath coming too hard and a hunger in his eyes that he couldn't quite hide. His hand wrapped firmly around Wei Ying's, threading their finger together. ]
[ where Lan Zhan has tugged him to, there are no prying eyes and even the bustle from the street seems muted here. that, of course, could entirely be from the blood rushing to Wei Ying's head at how close Lan Zhan as, but he was still pretty sure that they were not being watched right at this moment.
which is why he lets his head fall to Lan Zhan's shoulder when he is pulled close, which is why he lets a hitched noise spill past instead of just teasing words. even if he didn't really know what he was doing, that didn't lessen the sheer amount of want that seemed to ignite in him. he makes a quick decision to see if he can make Lan Zhan spill more of those noises, likes the way the deep sound shakes his chest, and is curling his fingers into the fabric at Lan Zhan's back when the warmth is gone and--
oh.
oh that-- Wei Ying laughs again, but there is something smokey about it. the happiness is still there, still overflowing, but there is also something a little darker, responding to Lan Zhan. he squeezes Lan Zhan's fingers and cocks his head to the side as he steps back.]
So no ice cream then? Ah, Lan Zhan, you had best be sure that what you want privacy for is better than ice cream. [ of course it will be. Wei Ying thinks sitting in the room copying rules with Lan Zhan is better than ice cream. ]
[ It's still outside, it's still on a street, and people could still wander by whenever they wished. It was private enough for a conversation, but not--
The heat ran rampant, if unseen, beneath his skin. ]
Later.
[ Honestly? Ice cream is the last thing on his mind, right now, but he did promise, so he'll see it through. Just... later.
Wei Ying had been the one with the porn, before. Him and his friends. But it had given Lan Wangji enough of an idea that a little more research had ended up in a spiral he would never admit to. He'd seen enough images now to flood his imagination in a terrible, degenerate way. Would he really be able to face his brother, if he did this?
(Would he really be able to calm his blood, if he didn't?)
He didn't reply to the question, just tugged Wei Ying roughly behind him as he quickly calculated the fastest way to privacy. An Inn, maybe, but that came with other complications. They were too well known, this close to Cloud Recesses. His quarters, maybe? But they were far and then he would be breaking at least 80 rules and both of them would get deeply punished for it. The woods? Private, potentially, but not comfortable. Even if much of the documentation of such activity did take place in them. So, a choice: ]
[ since figuring out that the desire to have Lan Zhan's attention on him was perhaps a little less friendly than he initially thought, Wei Ying has made a few trips to some interesting stores to get some books of a less-than-appropriate variety. well, no, they were perfectly appropriate for what he wanted, but they were certainly the kind of book that would have him in trouble in any other aspect in life. right now they were all he needed to conjure up some very interesting ideas about what else could be done and--
you know what, maybe they were gonna get him into some trouble now too because he just kept thinking, kept imagining and it was making all of this very difficult to not trip over his own desires and maybe his own feet as well while Lan Zhan tugs him behind. there are more words, teasing and shifting, about ice cream and uses of time but he is fairly sure that the heat in his bones isn't going to fade with ice cream at all, it will only be soothed with more Lan Zhan.
everyone always said that he was as cold as white jade. even if right now the heat of his palm in Wei Ying's feels like it could burn the town to ash.]
Inn or--- oh! [ blame the fact that most of his blood is no longer circulating his brain for the momentary confusion. he steps closer behind Lan Zhan, smile in his voice even as it trembles slightly. (thinks about how Lan Zhan really wants this, how this is so much more than he thought he would get, so much more than he was worthy of, wonders if-- )] Lan Zhan, wherever you wish to go works for me.
[ I will follow you anywhere implicit in the softness, the way he squeezes Lan Zhan's fingers and smiles. ]
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Date: 2020-01-09 05:51 pm (UTC)oh.
oh.
wow, Wei Wuxian, you are an idiot.
the look on his face softens after a moment (or several), and there might even be the barest hint of a flush creeping along his neck, the tops of his cheeks, as he fidgets. but he looks at Lan Zhan, holds his gaze when he answers softly.]
Ah, that-- I mean I meant to message Huiasang that you know. He was pestering me about these pictures I was bragging about, that I was rather protective of actually. Pictures of the one and only lovely Hanguang Jun cuddling with his rabbits in the grass. [ it isn't a direct answer, but also:] Imagine my embarrassment when I realized I sent you a message about yourself, ah Lan Zhan, I thought I was going to combust!
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Date: 2020-01-09 08:09 pm (UTC)Rabbits are scandalous? [ He asked tightly. ]
No one I know?
[ These were the assertions that Wei Ying had made which had thrown him off so badly.
But they were still standing outside the shop, and despite speaking lowly they were starting to draw a crowd. Abruptly, he grabbed Wei Ying’s wrist and started to pull him away. Ice cream be damned. ]
Not here.
[ This wasn’t a conversation to have in public. ]
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Date: 2020-01-09 08:24 pm (UTC)there is a quiet whine at that (for the ice cream, honestly, he does want some, but they can come back. later) but Wei Ying follows along oddly obedient.
but not silent.]
Ah, not the rabbits! It was the smile on your face Lan Zhan! It was-- well I can show you later I suppose, as long as you promise not to destroy it. [ because he really wasn't kidding about him hoarding it somewhat possessively okay. ] And I couldn't very well tell you that I had the picture of you, or that I had inadvertently proposed to you right then! I thought you barely tolerated me Lan Zhan! Besides, it isn't really a lie, who can truly know himself after all, it is-- ah, Lan Zhan, where are we going?
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Date: 2020-01-09 09:48 pm (UTC)He feels like he’s made of edged glass - sharp as anything, but so so close to being easily broken. ]
Idiot. [ Just to get that out of the way. To think that Wei Ying thought he barely tolerated him, when Wangji had to constantly hold himself back from—
His grip tightened. ]
Answer bluntly. Proposal - - Mockery?
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Date: 2020-01-09 10:18 pm (UTC)as free-spirited as he might be, he was aware of how important this was. how much his words and truth meant at this moment. so when Lan Zhan looks at him like that, like whatever truth he has to say has the power to ruin him, Wei Ying finds himself swallowing the teasing words and laying the truth as bare as he could. ]
Ah, no. Not mocking, Lan Zhan. Wishful thinking if anything. [ he turns his hand in Lan Zhan's grip, triest to curl his fingers around Lan Zhan's wrist in turn, lets the corner of his lips curl.]
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Date: 2020-01-09 11:20 pm (UTC)A beat. Two. It almost seems like he will do nothing at all, and then suddenly he’s surging forward to press a firm, unpracticed kiss to Wei Ying’s lips. ]
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Date: 2020-01-09 11:44 pm (UTC)it takes longer than Wei Ying would like to process but when it finally does, a small noise slips free before he is responding in kind. hand moving to Lan Zhan's elbow and smile growing on his face. it makes kissing awkward (more awkward, wow he has no idea what he is doing) but that is perfectly fine with him.
by the time he tips his head back, his lips are stretched into a full grin and he is fairly sure he could outshine the sun at this moment.]
Lan Zhan! Does this mean you accept? Or were you trying to shut me up in a very effective manner? I have to say, I never expected you to be the one to steal my first kiss, not that it's a bad thing in fact it is probably the best possible outcome considering what i considered, but--
[ is he simply going to speak for the sake of speaking and happiness right now? perhaps. ]
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Date: 2020-01-10 01:43 am (UTC)Did he accept? That felt like a lot, right now, and he found he couldn’t answer. He did want it, more than anything, but neither of them were really in the position to—
Enough. ]
Cultivation partners.
[ His counter offer. Marriage in almost everything but name, but maybe he could pretend that this decision had something to do with his head and not just his heart.
Wei Ying was babbling, though, and Lan Zhan raised a finger to press it to Wei Ying’s lips. ]
Too much talking.
[ And then, before Wei Ying could retort, he stole another kiss, not even bothering to move his finger out of the way. ]
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Date: 2020-01-10 02:27 am (UTC)Wei Ying lets his arm come up and slide around Lan Zhan's shoulders, finger tangling in silken strands slightly while he tries to keep himself grounded.]
Mmm cultivation partners, that sounds terribly responsible and perfectly amazing, Lan Zhan. As for talking, would you like me to tell you what else my mouth could be doing? Because I have read som-mmmf.
[ as it turns out, kissing Wei Ying is a very good way to shut up him.]
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Date: 2020-01-10 03:36 am (UTC)Lan Zhan had felt like he had been pulled taut enough to shatter, his frustration and his desperation rendering the moment far too sharp and fragile. But Wei Ying's happiness was slowly taking a toll on him. He was starting to relax, starting to let some of that happiness bleed through into him too, now that he was starting to believe this was actually real and not a poorly timed joke that would be ripped out from under him. He felt his skin prickle under fabric as Wei Ying's arm slid around him, and he wondered if the man could hear his heart thundering from here.
He was trying to find a way to actually voice his feelings rather than cut off all speech when Wei Ying spoke again and reminded him of exactly why he had been trying to shut him up in the first place. His face felt flaming - even if he didn't look it, and he quickly silenced him with a hard kiss, pressing closer than he was before, his kiss still clumsy but an edge of hunger was lacing into it. ]
Shameless. [ He accused in a low breath against Wei Ying's lips. But he didn't seem to be stopping... ]
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Date: 2020-01-10 03:07 pm (UTC)when he first met Lan Zhan all those years ago, white jade on the rooftop in the moonlight, he was immediately drawn to him. throughout the years, the studies and battles, short meetings and long ones, Wei Ying has always been a little fixated on him. it took him a long time (too long) to realize why. (actually, he didn't figure it out at all, Huiasang said something and suddenly Wei Ying couldn't breathe because, ohgods, he really did love Lan Zhan). and now-- now he had Lan Zhan pressed against him, mumbling shameless against his lips far too fondly for him to take it to heart.]
Mmmm, says the one kissing me in public. Ah, Hanguang Jun I am rubbing off on you in all the best ways I think. [ and when he curls an arm around Lan Zhan's lower back to press them flush, no room at all between them, it is nearly a literal statement. ] Lan Zhan....
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Date: 2020-01-12 06:49 pm (UTC)Or. Well. He would acknowledge it, if Wei Ying hadn't then gone and completely derailed him by pressing their bodies flush. It pulled a deep, low groan from his throat and he pressed closer, threading an arm around Wei Ying's waist and pulling him up harder against him. He was quickly losing all sense of self control that he had carefully kept up until this point, his eyes falling shut as he shifted a little against Wei Ying's body.
Ah. Yes. This was a problem. Even though layers and layers of fabric between them... ]
Privacy, then. [ He decides roughly, forcing himself to pull away, his breath coming too hard and a hunger in his eyes that he couldn't quite hide. His hand wrapped firmly around Wei Ying's, threading their finger together. ]
Now.
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Date: 2020-01-13 08:18 pm (UTC)which is why he lets his head fall to Lan Zhan's shoulder when he is pulled close, which is why he lets a hitched noise spill past instead of just teasing words. even if he didn't really know what he was doing, that didn't lessen the sheer amount of want that seemed to ignite in him. he makes a quick decision to see if he can make Lan Zhan spill more of those noises, likes the way the deep sound shakes his chest, and is curling his fingers into the fabric at Lan Zhan's back when the warmth is gone and--
oh.
oh that-- Wei Ying laughs again, but there is something smokey about it. the happiness is still there, still overflowing, but there is also something a little darker, responding to Lan Zhan. he squeezes Lan Zhan's fingers and cocks his head to the side as he steps back.]
So no ice cream then? Ah, Lan Zhan, you had best be sure that what you want privacy for is better than ice cream. [ of course it will be. Wei Ying thinks sitting in the room copying rules with Lan Zhan is better than ice cream. ]
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Date: 2020-01-14 04:54 pm (UTC)The heat ran rampant, if unseen, beneath his skin. ]
Later.
[ Honestly? Ice cream is the last thing on his mind, right now, but he did promise, so he'll see it through. Just... later.
Wei Ying had been the one with the porn, before. Him and his friends. But it had given Lan Wangji enough of an idea that a little more research had ended up in a spiral he would never admit to. He'd seen enough images now to flood his imagination in a terrible, degenerate way. Would he really be able to face his brother, if he did this?
(Would he really be able to calm his blood, if he didn't?)
He didn't reply to the question, just tugged Wei Ying roughly behind him as he quickly calculated the fastest way to privacy. An Inn, maybe, but that came with other complications. They were too well known, this close to Cloud Recesses. His quarters, maybe? But they were far and then he would be breaking at least 80 rules and both of them would get deeply punished for it. The woods? Private, potentially, but not comfortable. Even if much of the documentation of such activity did take place in them. So, a choice: ]
Inn, or woods. Choose.
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Date: 2020-01-16 12:38 am (UTC)you know what, maybe they were gonna get him into some trouble now too because he just kept thinking, kept imagining and it was making all of this very difficult to not trip over his own desires and maybe his own feet as well while Lan Zhan tugs him behind. there are more words, teasing and shifting, about ice cream and uses of time but he is fairly sure that the heat in his bones isn't going to fade with ice cream at all, it will only be soothed with more Lan Zhan.
everyone always said that he was as cold as white jade. even if right now the heat of his palm in Wei Ying's feels like it could burn the town to ash.]
Inn or--- oh! [ blame the fact that most of his blood is no longer circulating his brain for the momentary confusion. he steps closer behind Lan Zhan, smile in his voice even as it trembles slightly. (thinks about how Lan Zhan really wants this, how this is so much more than he thought he would get, so much more than he was worthy of, wonders if-- )] Lan Zhan, wherever you wish to go works for me.
[ I will follow you anywhere implicit in the softness, the way he squeezes Lan Zhan's fingers and smiles. ]