[that wasn't what he asked for but in a way it also works. he wiggles one arm out from underneath them and rests it on the back of Lan Wangji's head. with uncharacteristic hesitance he starts running his fingers through Lan Wangji's hair, stopping every so often to pull out an undiscovered leaf or feather from his chicken-thieving adventures]
Lan Zhan, I want to know another secret. You can't fall asleep until you answer my question.
[he's quiet for too long, really. it's only a few minutes, but they feel stretched out as he works himself up to ask the question. and even then, it comes out in a mumble]
he's stuck underneath him, unable to move, and eventually falls asleep fuming at himself for trying to get anything out of Lan Wangji while drunk. we're never trying that again]
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Lan Zhan, I want to know another secret. You can't fall asleep until you answer my question.
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What...do you think of me?
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I...to you...
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[and that's when he passes out entirely]
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he's stuck underneath him, unable to move, and eventually falls asleep fuming at himself for trying to get anything out of Lan Wangji while drunk. we're never trying that again]