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Lan Wangji 蓝忘机
36 / M / Gusu

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[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.

[one_note]

No pain. Can see in the dark.

[weiyingdown]

That's really useful! And here I thought the fae wouldn't do something like that.

[one_note]

Capricious.

It is...not bad.

[weiyingdown]

"Not bad."

[repeats it with an air of doubt as he guides them over to settle in the couch, setting their tea and snacks on the coffee table in front of them]

[one_note]

[waits until Wei Wuxian's hands are free before he takes one, pressing it to the warm scales that outline one transformed eye]

[weiyingdown]

[traces along where the scales meet skin]

The eyes don't seem bad. It's the rest of it that has me concerned.

[one_note]

[a low stupid growly purr starts up :(]

The rest?

[weiyingdown]

[scratches at the edge of the scales lightly with a nail]

The rest! Which you haven't told me about, except in little bits.

[one_note]

Ask.

[weiyingdown]

[decides to get the big one out of the way first]

There's a me that forgot, and you're...in a world of fae?

[one_note]

Yes.

Wei Ying forgot, and was doubled.

[weiyingdown]

Ah, then there's another Lan Zhan too. Both of me forgot...? That seems odd.

[one_note]

[soft]

Only me.

[weiyingdown]