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Lan Wangji 蓝忘机
36 / M / Gusu

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[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.

[weiyingdown]

[he is just going to keep holding him until he makes any sort of indication he wants to move]

I want to hear how you are too! If it's not too hard to talk about.

[one_note]

[no. wei wuxian limpet only]

...

Times of distress. But not unwell.

[weiyingdown]

[he could carry him into the house!! it would be awkward but he could do it]

You do seem healthy, at least. You're eating well?

[one_note]

...mm. Cooking.

[weiyingdown]

Cooking things you like?

[coaxes him to his feet, a little; somewhat determined to get him inside where he can make him more comfortable]

[one_note]

Mm.

[he is easily coaxed, but he won't let go of his hand, or his sleeve; whichever he can keep hold of]

[weiyingdown]

[he can have both! Wei Wuxian doesn't need that hand to get them both inside of the house. there's a brief pause when he thinks about putting Lan Wangji on the couch when they get inside, but ultimately pulls him over so he can keep holding onto him as he makes tea]

How did your eyes end up like that?

[one_note]

[they're tracking every movement of his, as if nervous he might disappear]

Fae magic.

[weiyingdown]

[he is very solid and one-handedly making some tea and pulling some pre-made snacks out of the fridge, likely from whatever Lan Wangji would have made]

It doesn't hurt, does it? They look pretty, now that I'm used to them.