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A Start on How by misscam
Fandoms: 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù, 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV)
27 Aug 2019
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“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji says. His heart is racing. “Wei Ying, look at me.”
Wei Ying pauses at the door and closes his eyes, so Lan Wangji gets out of bed, walks up to him, turns him around and pins him against the door.
“Wei Ying,” he says again. “How do I feel about you?”
Wei Ying opens his eyes, and his gaze turns from sad to hopeful as he takes in Lan Wangji’s ragged breath, his parted lips, the flush to his ears, the look in his eyes.
“How,” Lan Wangji says again.
(Or five times Wei Ying stayed over at Lan Zhan’s, and one time he just stayed.)
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BRODKSKOOOOO 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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"Not quite and proud is not a good combination" made such a strong impression on me!!
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1. Lan Wangji is used to Wei Wuxian being all smiles, all laughs, all teasing. He’ll admit that in the beginning, he found it tremendously annoying that someone could smile and laugh so much even in serious situations, but after months of it, he has in a way gotten used to it. He might even enjoy it at times. Not that he’ll ever admit that, of course.
Wei Wuxian is the essence of lightness and smiles, which is why it is unusual and more than a little troubling to find him sitting underneath a tree late at night and looking so morose it might actually cause Lan Wangji’s breath to catch.
For a moment, he considers his options. He could just walk away. Wei Wuxian is a classmate, but they aren’t really friends, though Wei Wuxian has often been persistently friendly to Lan Wangji, trying to engage him in conversation, sitting next to him while they eat, sending him text messages to invite him to all sorts of social engagements. Wei Wuxian even insists on calling him ‘Lan Zhan’ most of the time, which no one else dares to.
2. “Good morning, Wei Ying,” he says after a rather awkward, silent moment. After letting him sleep on the couch for a night, it feels somehow wrong to call him Wei Wuxian. It will have to be Wei Ying now.
Lan Xichen hums. Wei Ying blinks, then smiles more broadly.
“Good morning, Lan Zhan,” Wei Ying replies. He then turns, adopting a more formal tone. “Lan Xichen. I am sorry to intrude on your morning.”
“Not at all,” Lan Xichen says. “Anyone invited by Wangji is welcome by me too. Good morning, Young Master Wei. Coffee or tea?”
Wei Wuxian looks over at Lan Wangji, his expression slightly hesitant, as if trying to figure out if Lan Wangji is all right with it.
“Coffee,” Lan Wangji answers for him. “Or spiced tea.”
“Huh,” Wei Ying says. “How did you know that, Lan Zhan?”
“I noticed,” Lan Wangji says, which is the truth. Wei Ying has sat down to eat many meals next to him. Of course he has noticed what Wei Ying likes.
“Huh,” Wei Ying says again. “Er, I don’t want to intrude any further. I should probably just go…”
“Young Master Wei, please stay for breakfast,” Lan Xichen insists, and Wei Ying gives Lan Wangji another hesitant look. Lan Wangji gives a slight nod, and then Wei Ying smiles brightly, so very brightly.
He stays for breakfast; it is the most pleasant one Wangji can remember having in a long, long time.
3. He yawns, his eyes sliding shut for a moment before he forces them open. “Sorry. Tired. Lan Zhan, if you make me some coffee I’ll be out of here in a flash, I promise.”
Lan Wangji says nothing. He merely puts together all the sheets of the final draft, stapling them together, putting them on the desk. He puts all the textbooks back onto the bookshelf in their proper place and turns the computer off.
When he turns his attention back to the bed, Wei Ying has drifted off again, as he suspected. Gently, very gently as to not wake him, he eases Wei Ying onto the bed properly, gets an extra blanket and tucks Wei Ying into it, and makes sure Wei Ying’s head is resting comfortably on the pillow.
“Mmm,” Wei Ying murmurs without opening his eyes. “You’re too good to me, Lan Zhan.”
“Hn,” Lan Wangji says softly. “Sleep, Wei Ying.”
4. He isn’t sure how long Lan Xichen has been watching him by the time he notices, but he suspects it may have been a while judging by Lan Xichen’s faint smile.
“Brother,” he says evenly.
“Wangji, why is Young Master Wei asleep in your bed?” Lan Xichen asks softly. There might even be a hint of amusement in his eyes, but Lan Wangji refuses to meet his gaze.
“I took the couch.”
“I see,” Lan Xichen says, and he even sounds amused this time. “You’re making pancakes for breakfast, Wangji?”
5. “I take it you love pancakes for breakfast, Young Master Wei,” Lan Xichen says, and Wei Ying nods happily, biting into one with pure, unbridled joy.
His brother is going to smile knowingly at him for days, Lan Wangji knows, but somehow, it still feels worth it.
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A Start on How by ~misscam (Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian, 7.2k, M)