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[untamedhero]

[warm fuzzies at that simple sound.

his clean hand goes up to run through Lan Wangji's hair, content to let him be the one leaning for once. reluctant to move, but unfortunately, enough time passes down make the mess worse, not better]

... you do have a bath in your rooms, right?

[one_note]

...

[lifts his head]

Yes.

[it does kind of track that every first time they have sober more or less winds up out in the open and behind some bushes]

[untamedhero]

And a laundry?

[there is no way their robes are surviving this without some evidence.]

[one_note]

[a faintly long-suffering sigh, having the same thought -- he misses his old robes, with their inlaid charms]

Yes. Come.

[it's a moment's work to gather their clothes and get up, half-scooping Wei Wuxian up at the same time so they're both standing]

[untamedhero]

[he needs a little scooping to get to his feet because his legs are wobbly for a moment. but then he's making sure his clothes are on correctly albeit mussed and dirtied.]

Mm, let's go.

[to Lollipop?]

[one_note]

[to Lollipop! thank goodness someone on that team knew about washing machines.]

[untamedhero]

[yeah, uh. Mint's got put into their torture basement. so gj Lollipop.

anyway, he's going to absolutely light up at the sight of the round stuffed rabbit.]

Bao!

[one_note]

[it has such lop ears. lets him admire it while he starts running the bath]

Yes.

[untamedhero]

[he wants to squish it so bad but he is a dirty dirty man.]

What an indulgent purchase! I can only approve.

[one_note]

[huffs at him: a hidden laugh, fond]

Your clothing.

[untamedhero]

Oh, right.

[time to strip like clothes are no longer necessary.]

[one_note]

[solemnly offers him an extra towel, and a too-big-but-clean inner robe to wear after the bath, and absconds briefly to figure out the washing machine]

[untamedhero]

[taking those things and climbing into the tub once he's ready for the bath. time to get clean and lounge around in too big of robes like he just belongs there.

he's probably cleaned up, in those inner robes, and already playing around with the stuffed rabbit by the time Lan Wangji figures out the laundry, mostly laughing about how floppy the ears are.]

[one_note]

[cool he's coming back in a towel because Wei Wuxian is in his spare robe. ripped.

...pauses to watch him quietly for a second instead of arrowing straight for the bath, charmed]

[untamedhero]

[ripped.

and also that bandage showing very clearly when Wei Wuxian looks over, smile falling into a more puzzled look. oh right, he was gonna do a Concern about that.]

Hanguang-Jun, what happened to your side?

[one_note]

[glances down at it]

Not of concern.

[untamedhero]

[on the one hand, it's Lan Wangji who can heal his own wounds.

on the other hand, nope, still a little fussed.]

... it's concerning to me. If it's still healing, all of that could have aggravated it.

[one_note]

It was required.

[untamedhero]

[and now it's a full-on frown.]

Are they really requiring that at this point...?

[he's known violence would be a thing this place would bring up sooner or later but "required"...]

[one_note]

[WEI YING NO]

By myself.

[untamedhero]

[WEI YING MAYBE?!

but that gets a slow head turn so he can just. stare at Lan Wangji.]

... you did it to yourself? Why?

[wait. shakes his head.]

No, don't answer that yet. Go take your bath.

[make your time, Lan Zhan.]

[one_note]

[he doesn't take that much time; he's not the kind to hide in a room away from a discussion even if he happens to be terrible at discussion. comes out clean, hair down and damp, in pants and an outer robe belted about him, hiding the freshly-rebandaged wound.

joins him on the bed, sitting carefully on the edge]

[untamedhero]

[shoving Bao at him once he's seated. making sure the fluffy bun's fat face is blocking view of him.]

Hanguang-Jun, you've made our dear Bao fret over your well-being. How could you be injuring yourself like this? Take better care!

[one_note]

[allows himself to be bunned, though he does try to figure out where Wei Wuxian's holding it so he can put a hand lightly over one of his]

My apologies.

[untamedhero]

[he's quiet for a moment, but lowers the bun a bit so he can rest his chin on the round fluff, watching Lan Wangji.]

Really, aren't you the one who should set a good example? If you're doing things like this, what am I supposed to think? But I'll accept that it was a necessity this one time.