For Wei Ying - Courting Take 3

[lan_wangji]

Lan Wangji would be the first to admit that he knows little of courtship or marriage, not the details at least. It had not been a subject he'd received any instruction or advice on so he must rely on what little he has witnessed in his youth outside of Cloud Recesses. The hair pin and comb had been the obvious choice but the second is less so. He provides Wei Ying with food and drink daily so there would be no great gesture in such gifts.

The idea had finally come to him as he had flown home one evening and array of animals in the countryside.

It had not been hard to conceal the building of a small structure by Bunny's own hutch as Wei Ying rarely noticed such things or took part in the maintenance of the home. He had smuggled them home under the cover of night when he'd known Wei Ying would be in the city, fraternizing with Klaus and likely speaking of all manner of subjects Lan Wangji would rather not know of. The four chicks, two yellow and two black had seemed cozy when he had left them that night and again when he'd checked as the sun rose the next morning.

He opens the door to their room and smiles softly at the still sleeping bundle of blankets now in the middle of their large bed. He kneels onto the bed, pushing his fingers through the mess of black hair half buried by blankets. "Wei Ying. Wake up."

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[lan_wangji]

"Wei Ying," he breathes, squeezing him somehow even more tightly before letting Wei Ying go enough to cup hip face in his large hands. He is not thinking of his properly, he knows. He recognizes the discomfort of his ego at the idea of being defeated by mere water when he spends endless hours worrying over Wei Ying's safety, especially now that he knows of his core.

It is unfair to Wei Ying, offensive. Inconsiderate.

"I am sorry. I am being prideful, am I not?"

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian lets himself be held, smiling when he feels those hands against his cheeks. He hadn't meant to be so morbid, but Lan Wangji understands now what's at stake, and the tension drains from him as if it was never there.

"Aiya, such a scandal, too. Isn't it against one of the Lan rules? I'm sure it must be right at the top of your uncle's scroll," he says, wrapping his hands around Lan Wangji's wrists to squeeze.

[lan_wangji]

"Many rules," he admits, with true remorse. He is, by and large, at peace with the Rules he has forsaken. But he knows it is a slippery slope leading to the emergence of aspects of himself that shame Lan Wangji. He has not been diligent in this and Wei Ying ought not pay the price.

He will do better. He will pay better attention.

"Swimming is difficult," he admits, voice soft and nearly in a whisper. "Think it was wrong not to be taught. It was never questioned that my Core would be powerful enough to overcome nature."

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian nods, careful not to give any hint of teasing as Lan Wangji dares to speak critically of the sect that shaped and raised him. "Lan disciples are very good," he says. "You are rigorously taught and inattentiveness is punished severely. I suppose they thought it impossible that any Lan would not be able to access their Core in times of peril. It isn't all oversight, Lan Zhan."

He tugs one of those large hands down to hold inside his own. "I don't think anyone in the cultivating world foresaw someone like Wen Zhuliu. There has never been anyone like him before, and I hope there never will be hence."

[lan_wangji]

"Wei Ying saved us all, saved my life," he states, voice stronger as he speaks to Wei Ying's virtue, threading his fingers with Wei Ying's.

"Only Wei Ying could have formed the Tiger Seal in such a way, used it for good. You should be proud of that. You saved me because you can think in ways I cannot."