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Lan Wangji 蓝忘机
36 / M / Gusu

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[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.

[one_note]

Will do so.

[presses a kiss to the top of his head first, though]

Wei Ying cooked well.

[weiyingdown]

[beams and plucks his chopsticks up again]

Your praise means more than a full stomach!

[one_note]

Wei Ying should still eat.

[fuss fuss fuss]

[weiyingdown]

I'll eat as well, no need to worry. I made plenty of things to my taste too.

[case and point, he plucks some extremely red side dishes from a bowl]

[one_note]

[he feels Lan Wangji's quiet pleasure at seeing him enjoy himself...]

Good.

[and picks up his bowl and chopsticks again too, signaling an end to the brief conversational breather for a while]

[weiyingdown]

[relishes his food, his company, and the sunlight through the windows in surprising quiet. it feels like home; he wants to bottle up the emotion like a secret to be kept safe and hidden in his heart, one that he has no chance of ever forgetting]

[one_note]

[it is...wonderful, honestly. there are some things they miss about home but for them Sidereal has been something of a honeymoon time; no real responsibilities, plenty of time to enjoy themselves, to enjoy each others' company

Lan Wangji takes his hand, lacing their fingers together.]

[weiyingdown]

[it's solid and warm to the touch, callouses easily felt on his palms; he squeezes his hand back and keeps hold of it as he finishes his meal]

[one_note]

[when they have both finished eating, Lan Wangji lifts Wei Wuxian's hand to his mouth, presses a quiet kiss to his knuckles]

Very good.

[weiyingdown]

[kisses his cheek in turn]

I'm glad you liked it. I have to do something to spoil my precious husband every so often.

[one_note]

[smiles down at him, in his stupid subtle lit-up way]

Shall I spoil you?

[weiyingdown]

Don't you spoil me every day already?

[it's not a no]

[one_note]

[shifts his arms underneath him and scoops him up as he stands, in answer]

[weiyingdown]

[wraps his arms around his neck]

It seems you know just what I like.

[one_note]

Will be thorough.

[carries him towards the bedroom ♥]