[turns his head and brushes a kiss over Wei Wuxian's cheek before they quite step through the doorway, a rare impulsive sort-of-public display of affection]
[he stumbles, surprised, before scurrying after him
their table is set for lunch; it's a creamy pasta dish with smaller bowls of cooked vegetables to add into the pasta as desired. there's a plate of freshly baked snickerdoodles for dessert, and in the center of the table is a bouquet of colorful flowers]
[he was expecting a meal, but there is a hint of surprise in the fine-carved lines of his face. Wei Wuxian can feel his quiet pleasure. he is very charmed.]
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sneaks up behind him smelling of baked goods and rests his chin on top of his head]
Did you have fun?
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Mm.
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[wraps his arms around him; he could just stay like this until his back gets sore. but then the food would get cold]
You deserve a reward for your hard work. Are you hungry?
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[leans back into him, still straight-backed, something soft in his face]
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Good, because I made plenty of food.
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Wei Ying is industrious.
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Only when I want to be. But I can't resist when the inspiration strikes me.
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[he stumbles, surprised, before scurrying after him
their table is set for lunch; it's a creamy pasta dish with smaller bowls of cooked vegetables to add into the pasta as desired. there's a plate of freshly baked snickerdoodles for dessert, and in the center of the table is a bouquet of colorful flowers]
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New recipes.
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I wanted to try something different to see how you like it. Besides, it's easy to make!
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Should I cook for you more often if I'm going to be rewarded like this?
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I like it.
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Hmm. I'll consider it. We can make dinner together, how's that?
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[...actually he does just settle Wei Wuxian in his lap. why not]
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[...gets comfortable. he won't complain! picks up a morsel of food with Lan Wangji's chopsticks and leans enough to press it to Lan Wangji's mouth]
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[...stops talking to nip the morsel out of Wei Wuxian's chopsticks, cat-neat, and then picks up his own to return the favor]
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So you'd like it no matter what? At least praise my skills a little.
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[attempts to stick another bite of food into Lan Wangji's mouth before he can say anything anyway]
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[accepts this one as well, and lifts a second morsel to Wei Wuxian's mouth with equal decorum, his eyes sliding down to Wei Wuxian's lips]
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Hmmmmmmmmmm~?
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his
nose.]
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[laughs as he wobbles backwards and then forward to nip at his nose in turn]
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