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[one_note]

Sanren did. You might, as well.

[untamedhero]

[........ well, that explains a few things.]

Sanren and I... are at very different points in our lives, Hanguang-Jun.

[one_note]

A handful of weeks.

[untamedhero]

Did I not say how much things could change in a few hours, and then you say "a few weeks" like it's no time at all... didn't Yi City, the second drinking incident, traveling with the juniors, figuring out who our dear friend the corpse was and who was responsible, the whole fiasco at Koi Tower all happen during that time?

That's a lot to have happen, you know! Especially that last part!

[one_note]

[a soft breath out]

I am corrected.

[untamedhero]

I'll say it again--unless I haven't said it before, so I'll say it for sure this time.

[making sure he is turned enough so he can pull Lan Wangji's face toward him, eyes locking.]

You ran off with me, despite everything and everyone saying you shouldn't. You don't get to get rid of me that easily now.

[one_note]

[his eyes widen. against Wei Wuxian's back, his heartrate picks right up once more]

[untamedhero]

[his own heart's picking up its pace, a bit of a thrill at the response.]

I don't know what went on between you and Sanren to have him say that, but for me... just because I have trouble talking about something doesn't mean I want space, but even if I did say something about wanting space, it's never going to mean that you should leave. I want you to stay, remember?

... I really wouldn't know what to do if you leave like that again.

[one_note]

[his mouth moves, but no words come out at first; for a moment there, he could think of nothing to say except Wei Wuxian's name.

...

...

...]

Oh.

[nailed it]

[untamedhero]

This was really bothering you, wasn't it? Does this help clear it up some?

[one_note]

[still nearly breathless]

With you.

[untamedhero]

Good.

Let Sanren talk in his own time, okay? Be a little more patient with him.

[one_note]

Trying. Always.

[tips his head forward until his cheek is resting on the top of Wei Wuxian's head, for a moment]

I ask your patience, also.

[untamedhero]

Of course. But if you worry about that kind of thing with me again, just ask me, okay?

[one_note]

All right.

[untamedhero]

Do you have anything else you want to ask me?

[one_note]

[again, with a soft and near-invisible desperation:]

Do you?

[untamedhero]

... a lot, actually. But it's hard to know where to start.

Same problem for you?

[one_note]

Easier to answer.

A little.

[untamedhero]

I see... that does help.

Then... can I ask about the fears you mentioned?

[one_note]

Which?

[there were quite a few; they all went ham on that one]

[untamedhero]

I guess... the one about imprisoning us. I understand a little better why you'd say it and this might sound a bit dumb but...

[moving his hands to put them over Lan Wangji's around him.]

Does something like this fall into that? Because I chose this myself. Or is it things like how you kept wrangling us when we first came back? Because... honestly? That wasn't such a bad thing, either.

[one_note]

...

[the register of his voice changes. even though he's said it's easier to answer questions, this answer is still labored]

At that time. I had decided.

Better to act and see you protected. Than to let you go, and see you dead again.

[untamedhero]

[his expression shifts to something more serious as he nods.]

In all honesty, if you hadn't, I would have tried to go it alone. And I really can't see that turning out well again. So really. Having a firmer hand with me then was actually the best way to manage it. Even if I made trouble the whole while.

[one_note]

[breathed out]

"Come back to Gusu with me."