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Lan Wangji 蓝忘机
36 / M / Gusu

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[weiyingdown]

[inhales, cherishing the smell of the earth and Lan Wangji's shampoo before straightening and helping him to his feet]

Good, because I made plenty of food.

[one_note]

[doesn't let go of his hand even when they're both upright, looking down calmly into his face]

Wei Ying is industrious.

[weiyingdown]

[laces their fingers together as he guides them both back to the house]

Only when I want to be. But I can't resist when the inspiration strikes me.

[one_note]

[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]

[weiyingdown]

--!

[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]

[one_note]

[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.]

New recipes.

[weiyingdown]

[wraps an arm in his to guide him over to sit, drinking in his reaction with a smile]

I wanted to try something different to see how you like it. Besides, it's easy to make!

[one_note]

[draws him in as they settle at the table, before they touch the food, for a proper kiss]

[weiyingdown]

[leans into it, satisfaction settling inside of him with Lan Wangji's response, more filling than any meal. he still smells faintly of warm cinnamon]

Should I cook for you more often if I'm going to be rewarded like this?

[one_note]

[wraps his arms around him, breathes him in, indulgent of them both]

I like it.

[weiyingdown]

[snuggles into him, all but crawling onto his lap]

Hmm. I'll consider it. We can make dinner together, how's that?

[one_note]

Yes.

[...actually he does just settle Wei Wuxian in his lap. why not]

[weiyingdown]

Don't expect something this nice every time.

[...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]

[one_note]

It is from Wei Ying.

[...stops talking to nip the morsel out of Wei Wuxian's chopsticks, cat-neat, and then picks up his own to return the favor]

[weiyingdown]

[accepts it with all teeth, half a smile as he swallows it in a single bite and licks his lips]

So you'd like it no matter what? At least praise my skills a little.

[one_note]

[hums at him, in a decorously playful way -- no talking while eating. the corners of his mouth are tilted up.]

[weiyingdown]

Hmm? What was that? I couldn't quite hear your words of praise.

[attempts to stick another bite of food into Lan Wangji's mouth before he can say anything anyway]

[one_note]

Hmmm.

[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]

[weiyingdown]

[they're glistening from when he licked them still; he keeps his eyes on Lan Wangji's face, amused as he eats the next bite]

Hmmmmmmmmmm~?

[one_note]

[leans in and nips

his

nose.]

[weiyingdown]

You--!

[laughs as he wobbles backwards and then forward to nip at his nose in turn]

[one_note]

Hm.

[allows him to do it, then gathers him in smugly, putting his chin over Wei Wuxian's head

(he loves him, he loves him)]

[weiyingdown]

[pushes up and noogies his chin before giving up any pretense of protest and snuggling comfortably, chopsticks clattering back onto the table

he adores him, could sit with him like this for hours and not even notice the time pass]

Lan Zhan, I think you've forgotten your table manners.

[one_note]

[sets his empty bowl down with a decided clink before answering, because he is still very stuffy]

Have not.

[weiyingdown]

You have! You can't let any food go to waste. You have to make sure all of it is eaten.