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Hmm... Bed was so comfortable! Wei WuXian smiled in his sleep, his arms wrapping around his pillow and his face nuzzling it while his legs stretched out diagonally, covering the entire bed and enjoying the free space now that Lan WangJi was out of bed.
Probably having risen at five like usually, it seemed that the Second Lan Brother was going easy on him today and left him to peacefully sleep in instead of dragging him outside unhealthily early.
Just like this, Wei WuXian continued to sleep for a while, making use of this little gift of extra sleep from his husband. By the time he opened his eyes, it was because he heard the sound of the door, and he could see Lan WangJi's silhouette approach him. He smiled.
"....mphhlanzhamnn..." Wei Ying's sleepy greeting got a bit muffled by his pillow. His husband approached him with firm and confident steps, and the moment he was at his side he sat down, bent over him and out of the blue grabbed at both Wei WuXian's exposed sides. Wei WuXian's entire body jerked and he curled around his pillow, a muffled startled laugh escaping his lips. He raised his head.
"Lan Zhan?!" Lan WangJi's fingers dug into his sides repeatedly, making him twitch and cackle.
"Lahaha- Lan Zhaaan!" It tickled! He looked up at Lan WangJi's pokerface and tried to gasp for breath and say some words. Maybe ask some things, such as what the reason was for him to suddenly get tickled like this, first thing after barely waking up.
"Whyyy-Aaaahh!" He finally managed to throw his arms off the pillow so his torso wouldn't be so vulnerable, but the moment he curled his body into a ball, Lan WangJi slipped his hands around his front and wiggled his fingers against his tummy, causing him to arch back.
"Bwahaha! Wha-noooo!" Why? As he laughed uncontrollably, tickled to sudden death by his husband who still said nothing, he thought about why he deserved a wake up call like this.
Was it because he slept so long, after all? Oh. No wait. He knew. Lan Zhan had maybe found out that he helped the juniors sneak in a jar of Emperor's Smile. Just one though. This was his punishment. Or... Was it because he tickled him two days ago and then teased him all day about it? Was it because he asked Lan XiChen where Lan Zhan's tickle spots were? But that was quite some weeks ago!
Or was this maybe related to his attempt at having a conversation with Lan Qiren about Lan WangJi? He really meant well, and it was a slip of the tongue to mention that he was a really experienced kisser. Really.
"Ahhhh! Dohohon't!" he cried. He was tickled everywhere, and the reasons why this was happening were still piling in his head. He could practically think of a thousand reasons why this was happening, which did not make things better.
Wei WuXian trembled and tried to kick Lan WangJi away when the merciless tickling went from his torso down his hips and legs to the bottom of his foot.
Damn you, Mo XuanYu! Not having ticklish feet was Wei WuXian’s biggest pride in his original body, and also the main reason why he could claim victory after victory in his tickle fights against Jiang Cheng. His feet weren’t ticklish - while Jiang Cheng’s were, very, and a tickle fight was at its easiest when he could hold down his ankles and tickle his feet mercilessly while his upperbody and arms would twitch and flail frantically, yet unable to reach him.
But now... His feet were not just ticklish, he was now very ticklish there and finally understood what he had made his Shidi go trough all those times.
“NO! NOhoho no please! Lahahan Zaaaan! I’m sohohorry! I don’t knohohow whahaht for, buhuut I’m sohohorry!” He repeatedly hit at Lan Wangi’s hands only to fall back down and howl in hysteria.
Lan WangJi only coldly stared at him, and his stern look made it clear to Wei WuXian that just apologizing wasn't going to get him out of this.
Among the thousand reasons he could think of, a new one that could be why he was going through all this: he had slipped a note in between the disciples’ homework Lan WangJi had to check a few evenings ago. It was just a note with some naughty words, only for Lan Zhan to see. Wei WuXian didn’t mean anything bad with it, but maybe his husband couldn’t see the humor of it or he got too excited reading it?
Bending his toes back calmly but with a lot of strength to keep both his toes and entire feet and legs in place, Lan WangJi scribbled his fingers over the sensitive skin, causing Wei WuXian to wave his arms like a madman.
“EYAaahah! Spare mehehe!” Normally he would’ve had a tiny chance; since Lan WangJi was strong at all times except for one: when he was getting tickled. He should’ve tickled him back and turned the tables!
But right now, Wei WuXian had barely woken up from his slumber, his body was still tired and weak and this hell of a torture added to it. He had no strength in his body to lift himself and return the attack. He was bound to lose this fight from the beginning. This had to be part of his husband’s evil strategy.
“No mohohore!” he cried out tiredly in an attempt to make Lan WangJi feel sorry and stop this random madness.
From the robes he had torn accidentally and hidden with the Emperor’s Smile stash under the floor, or the flower crown he had jokingly made and asked his husband to wear the other day, a few more reasons that could’ve deserved him this punishment crossed his mind, but at this point he was just too tired to even think.
“O-okay okay!” He managed to sit up for a split second and he tightly gripped Lan WangJi’s shoulder.
Lan WangJi’s still held his feet prisoner, but he had stopped tickling, so Wei WuXian quickly wheezed, “No apologies, I get it - huff. We don’t say sorry. Then just.. wheeze- tell me, why are you doing this? What do you want?”
Lan WangJi’s gaze remained cold and aloof, but then there was this tiny sparkle in his eyes and his lips curled up a liiittle bit into a tiny smirk, “To tickle you.”
Wei WuXian’s eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, but then those evil fingers did their thing again, and he collapsed and resumed his uncontrollable exhausting laughing fit.
To tickle him. That was all. A reason that wouldn’t have come to mind among all other things he had done to earn this, but he could add it up to the pile of thousand reasons from now on. Lan WangJi was tickling him just for the sake of.... tickling him.
“You’re sohoho meaaaan!”
Wei WuXian threw his head back and surrendered to a morning of laughing himself breathless. The tickling went on for so long that after it finally ended, Wei Ying fell back asleep again.
But this time, Lan Zhan cuddled next to him, and despite it being late morning, they remained like that until at least noon, and Wei WuXian was smiling in his sleep again.