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Lan Wangji 蓝忘机
36 / M / Gusu

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[weiyingdown]

[pets his hair and makes soothing sounds; he doesn't know how to deal with people crying, especially not Lan Wangji, but he goes with what feels right. lets him get it out for as long as he needs, offering the occasional it's alright and I'm here. he is gentle and unmovable]

[one_note]

[he's clutching at him too hard, honestly; torn between anxiety for the Wei Wuxians he seems to have left behind somewhere for the moment and meeting this one again, this one familiar, remembering, knowing...

he doesn't make a single noise, though he trembles a little before the tears finally begin to subside.]

[weiyingdown]

[holds him through it and doesn't let go even when it does seem to subside, even when he's being held so tight it hurts]

It's alright. Whatever is going on, we can handle it. I'm here for you, Lan Zhan.

[one_note]

[roughly]

Miss you.

[an encompassing statement: he misses his husband and he misses the Wei Wuxians he's just left behind]

[weiyingdown]

Do you miss me when I'm right here?

[light, teasing; he knows it's more than he understands, as he brushes a hand across his cheek, wiping away dried tears]

It's not quite appropriate when it's not the Jingshi, but I'll say it anyways. Welcome home, for the moment.

[one_note]

[crushes him even tighter against himself briefly, before he remembers himself and lets up]

Wei Ying.

[it feels like an eternity since he has been able to say his name.]

[weiyingdown]

Lan Zhan.

[says his name, in turn, those two words so unbearably full of love]

Who upset you this much? Tell me so I can take revenge for you.

[one_note]

[another sharp squeeze of emotion, love and anguish and a kind of wry amusement all warring somehow]

No need.

[weiyingdown]

[that particular blend of emotions makes him feel like it has something to do with him. he is not above beating himself up for making Lan Wangji cry]

I know it wouldn't make you feel better, but it would make me feel better. I don't like to think of you being treated badly.

[one_note]

Not treated badly.

[weiyingdown]

No? Then what's all of this?

[gently wipes away the tear tracks with his sleeve]

[one_note]

[leans into the touch, unable to help it]

Missed you remembering.

[weiyingdown]

[keeps his hand on his cheek even once he's finished cleaning up his face]

Remember? Did I forget?

[one_note]

Not Wei Ying's doing.

Strange magic.

[weiyingdown]

I promised I wouldn't forget.

[it isn't an apology, if only because he knows Lan Wangji wouldn't want that. but it is an acknowledgement, that he knows why it hurts even if it was outside of their control]

[one_note]

Have also forgotten.

[unhappy...]

[weiyingdown]

Hm? What did you forget?

[one_note]

All, after entering Guanyin's temple.

[weiyingdown]

[oh. oh dear. his mind is blank as he pulls together those memories, searches for exactly what Lan Wangji is missing, the important things...]

[weiyingdown]

[kisses his bare forehead]

I love you. We're married. We have a happy life together. That's the important things.

[one_note]

[fuck. fuck. his voice is roughened, even if he doesn't start crying again]

...had hoped.

[weiyingdown]

Now you know for sure.

[one_note]

[bends his head to rest his face in Wei Wuxian's shoulder, a startlingly vulnerable gesture; still overwhelmed]

[weiyingdown]

[keeps him tucked in close, his cheek settling on Lan Wangji's hair

it is a good thing, he thinks, that there isn't any more Wei Wuxians running around. he really would pick a fight with them after seeing this]

Lan Zhan, let me spoil you while you're here. What would you like? Something to eat or drink? Do you want to see our house? A bath? A change of clothes?

[one_note]

[low-key wrecked, still]

Would like to see.

Would like to hear, how you are.