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It is an idle day for both of them.
Wei Wuxian surprisingly finished all his teaching classes earlier than it should be. 'Gusu Lan is in a good hand in the future.' He thinks while his eyes follow the last disciple's trails who is leaving the classroom. All just left is marking their papers, which can be done in the Jingshi along with his beloved husband; their usual routine.
Not long after that, he hears a knock. Probably from the disciple who accidentally left behind their stuff or something. It is unlikely to happen for a Lan, but hey, the Lans are still human too!
"Just take what you need and go. Don't mind me here." Wei Wuxian dismisses the disciple with a wave of his hand, not even looking up since he is focusing on collecting the scattered papers on his teaching desk.
To his surprise, who he thought was a disciple, hauls him with ease. "Only need Wei Ying."
Wei Wuxian yelps at the sudden action and immediately clings to the person around their neck. A sudden burst of very familiar sandalwood scent fills up his respiratory. "Lan Zhan!" He calls out, with airy laughs. "Gusu Lan should stop teaching their disciple to walk in silence. I almost hit you in reflex."
"Wei Ying is also a Gusu Lan. Wei Ying doesn't walk in silence."
In other people's eyes, they would see an expressionless Lan Wangji but in Wei Wuxian's eyes, he can see how Lan Wangji's eyes softened into a playful gaze once their eyes met and how his grip is becoming tighter but also still gentle around his covered skin. Lan Wangji may not usually smile but his eyes show more expression than his whole face and Wei Wuxian thinks it is endearing. He likes the fact that only few people can read his husband's microgestures. Also, the sole reason why he is willing to accompany his husband doing his job as Chief Cultivator sometimes (though he dislikes politics) is he gets to see Lan Wangji being indirectly petty to some annoying cultivators, unbeknownst to themselves. Well, it's their own fault for trashing his beloved husband right under his nose and keep egging him to leave Yiling Laozu. They can talk about anything and see if Hanguangjun cares but they should know better to not speak ill of his own husband.
When you spend your whole life with your cunning husband who loves to pull pranks on random people and went through a few incidents that are orchestrated by manipulative close companions, the politics is almost like a child-play now.
"Being a Gusu Lan couldn't stop me from being the son of Cangse Sanren." Wei Wuxian says while grinning before he pecks Lan Wangji's cheek with a loud kiss. Lan Wangji's eyes twinkle in delight. It is the truth, as he learned before that Wei Wuxian is just a male version of Cangse Sanren, his uncle's classmate once upon a time ago.
"Mn." he replies, agreeing.
Wei Wuxian taps his shoulder, signalling that he should put his husband down and Lan Wangji grants the unspoken words.
As he watches his husband continue arranging the papers splaying across the desk, he hears him asking, "Oh, right, finished the duty of the day, Your Excellency?" Wei Wuxian stops his motion for a moment to turn to his soulmate with a playful grin.
"Mn." Lan Wangji replies as he politely sits down to help. He rolls all the opened scrolls and stacks it neatly at the corner of the desk. Wei Wuxian hums as he shoves all the scrolls carelessly into his qiankun pouch, "That's quick." Usually it takes almost dusk for Lan Wangji to complete his tasks but he is a few hours early today.
"Xiongzhang offered to help with the rest." Lan Wangji answers. Hands moving with a graceful practice, folding the papers that will be marked tonight and put it in his qiankun pouch in an orderly manner, such a contrast to Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian raises his eyebrows in question. Lan Xichen is already out of his seclusion?
Understanding what's lingering in Wei Wuxian's mind, Lan Wangji says, "Went out for fresh air for a moment. Saw me working. Xiongzhang said he needed distraction for a few moments before going back into seclusion. So, gave him a few reports and papers to be sorted." Wei Wuxian can hear a hint of helplessness in Lan Wangji's tone. He knows Lan Wangji feels bad for not being able to help his brother any more beyond that when his brother was there when he was at his lowest point. Wei Wuxian pats his husband's arm. Only time can heal him now. We'll help whatever we can.
"Then, how about we take some fresh air too? At Caiyi Town." Wei Wuxian suggests as they walk out from the classroom. There are disciples still lingering outside and greeting them. They return the greeting before Lan Wangji turns to his husband, "Do Wei Ying wish to rest first?" He knows, even if the teaching doesn't involve any physical activities, teaching can still be tiring. It still took a toll on Wei Wuxian's energy although his spouse's golden core is getting stronger day by day as they never miss their dual cultivation routine.
"No. I'm still okay! Let's just go straight to the town first. If I am tired at some point, this strong husband of mine can pick me up and bring us back to Jingshi, right?" Wei Wuxian's arms are sneaking around Lan Wangji's arm while shamelessly feeling up his husband's bicep. The disciples who are lingering outside the classroom are all gone now as they know better than staying in a space with the two horny lovebirds.
"Anything Wei Ying wants." Lan Wangji nods.
Wei Wuxian chuckles, "Oh, the mighty Hanguangjun. You are so accommodating. Your husband is so lucky to have you."
"Luckier to have Wei Ying." He says as his arm wraps around Wei Wuxian's waist. They start to stride to the gate. Wei Wuxian grins as lessening the non-existence gaps between them, "You know who is the luckiest, then?" He cannot see Lan Wangji's expression but he knows his husband is waiting for the answer. So he answers it anyway.
"Lan Qiren." For having the first row seat on their daily public display affection. Oh, speak of the devil!
They almost reach Caiyi Town but Wei Wuxian still won't stop laughing over Lan Qiren's expression when he purposefully fondled Lan Wangji's ass in front of him before he pulled Lan Wangji and dashed over the gate. He still can hear Lan Qiren's voice ringing inside his ears loudly talking but not loud enough to be considered as yelling, "Indecent behaviour is prohibited in public! Running also prohibited!" and then there's a choking sound. He almost feels bad to the elder but he loves to make the elder mad. Old habits die hard, he excused when he got asked why.
Lan Wangji just stays quiet beside him along the way and sometimes supports him from behind whenever he's bending over due to excessive laughs. He doesn't say it but he knows Lan Wangji also loves to indulge in his prank to his uncle every now and then. He figures it out awhile after they are back in Gusu after they eloped. Others might not notice it but Wei Wuxian did. He noticed the subtle shifts Lan Wangji made whenever Lan Qiren enters the picture as if he wants to show off with his uncle that he is proud to have Wei Wuxian. Well, of course, as a good husband he is, and not to forget his gremlin self, he exaggerated their affections even though it's not as much as they did in private.
Now that he thinks of it, he loves living like this. Married with his soulmate. A comfortable home. A job that he found he loves to do. And they have a son! That's enough for him and it's all thanks to Lan Wangji for giving him all those. Also, for being the Chief Cultivator and shaped the cultivation world into a new one where they can accept Wei Wuxian even if he practices an unorthodox cultivation.
He really loves Lan Wangji and he feels overwhelmed with the sudden re-epiphany.
So he takes a few steps more than Lan Wangji as he yells, "Wait there, Lan Zhan!" Submitting to his husband's request, Lan Wangji stopped walking. Eyes perk up in confusion and also, fondly intrigued. What's he up to now?
Wei Wuxian stands in front of him a few feets away. He looks around and softly smiles. "You know, Lan Zhan," He takes a step in front, "Look at all these lanes," He gestures to all the pathways surrounding them. There's total of 6, Lan Wangji counts in his head. "All these lanes but there's only one way for me." With that, Wei Wuxian slowly walks towards him with a smile. A smile that Lan Wangji could recognise every time his husband felt soft and mushy.
"This is my only way. With you at the end of it." Wei Wuxian whispers as he grabs Lan Wangji's hands and kisses at the back of the hands.
He knows it works when he sees his husband's ears turn red. "Mn. Always." That's all he could say.
They are now back in Cloud Recesses with a few Emperor's Smile in tow. They spent their free time in Caiyi Town with a lunch from Wei Wuxian's favourite restaurant, buying some ornaments and trinkets as a gift to their beloved ones and basking warmth together on a boat at the Biling Lake. Having free time together is rare for them unless they are on a night hunt or travelling. So they really made the most of it today.
They are on their way to Jingshi and happen to pass the field for the disciples to spar. A few clinking sounds can be heard from distant.
"Oh, it's already the evening practice, Lan Zhan! I wonder if A-Yuan is there." Excitedly skipping, Wei Wuxian pulls Lan Wangji near the field. Lan Wangji just hums as he follows his husband's steps, but with elegance.
There is A-Yuan! Who is coincidentally in a match with his peer. It is a one-on-one match and it can be seen from their watching spot that Jingyi is supporting his best friend with his loud mouth at the sideline. If and only if Jingyi noticed the presence of Hanguangjun here, he won't be yelling anymore, Wei Wuxian thinks.
"The children are getting better, I see." Wei Wuxian comments, watching keenly on their fighting stances and attacks. Lan Wangji nods in acknowledgement. "You know what, Hanguangjun. My classes finished earlier than I planned because all the disciples are so great and easy to teach. I had nothing left to teach for the day as they really understood what I teach and they asked a lot of good questions too! Gusu Lan has really great disciples and I can assure you that the juniors would be a force to be reckoned with in the future." Wei Wuxian says that with pride. As the rule of 'talking to Wei Wuxian is prohibited' now got taken down after a few discussions from the elders due to a proposal from a Lan elder that Wei Wuxian accidentally befriending with, more juniors started to talk to him and now, it can be safely said that Wei Wuxian is their most favourite teacher in Gusu. So he is very proud when the sect he married into's disciples improves a lot.
Lan Wangji nods but doesn't say anything afterward. But still, the eyes tell everything. Wei Wuxian knows he is also proud of the compliments since Lan Wangji also partakes in teaching whenever he has the chance. Wei Wuxian smiles as he continues watching the spar. It's Jingyi's turn to spar. A lot of people said Lan Jingyi resembles him a lot as in behaviour and Wei Wuxian can see that with how loud he is usually but when it's time to be serious, he is unrelenting.
"Wei Ying."
Lan Wangji calls him, snapping his attention to his husband. After staring at him for a few moments, Lan Wangji turns his gaze towards the sparring field.
"Look at these Lans." Wei Wuxian is looking.
"All these Lans but there is only one Wei for me." Lan Wangji said, with a tiny curve at the end of his lips.
Wei Wuxian almost snaps his head since he turns his head to his husband very abruptly.
Did he just—