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There was once a time when Lan Wangji would have never dared to even dream about having the things he had now. It had seemed so… impossible, so unachievable once, that he had felt silly if his mind did wander too much into wishful thinking.
Now he knew, however, that it was not as impossible as he had thought.
Every morning he woke up with Wei Wuxian by his side and every night he fell asleep with the pleasant weight of Wei Wuxian laying on top of him.
Every winter he gladly shared his warmth and every summer… the heat was easier to endure with Wei Wuxian's sweaty hand held in his.
The first thought, the last thought… every thought throughout the day had a hint of 'Wei Ying' in it. Even if it was just the faint buzzing of thoughts at the back of his head, it was all about Wei Ying, all for Wei Ying.
Each new gentle touch to Wei Wuxian's soft cheeks, each new kiss to the plush lips, each time he could tangle his fingers within the untameable black hair… it always became the new best moment of his life, another addition to the moments he would never forget.
Whether it was the chaotic nights with a drunken Wei Ying or the peaceful, relaxing ones with a calm and tired Wei Ying… Lan Wangji loved them with all of his heart.
The gentle touches, the bites, the scratching of nails… the smooth untainted skin or one littered with countless marks… the slow and passionate dance of their tangled bodies, or the wild… feral hunger they craved to satisfy - all of it, everything, was welcome, appreciated, needed.
On some days, everything Lan Wangji had, felt like merely a dream, like an illusion created by his craving heart. But then… Lan Wangji would open his eyes and see Wei Ying - still asleep, drooling on Lan Wangji's robes.
Sometimes Lan Wangji wanted moments like that to never end - he'd leave a gentle kiss on top of Wei Wuxian's head, his hands would slide up and down through Wei Wuxian's back gently, comfortingly. His eyes… would stay stuck on the face of the man who gave him everything - everything he wanted, everything he needed and also things he never knew he'd dream of.
Those peaceful moments never lasted long as soon… Lan Wangji would start to miss dearly the sight of Wei Wuxian's smile, the sound of his laugh, the liveliness of his every move.
"Wei Ying." Lan Wangji would whisper then, his hands changing their objective to rousing Wei Wuxian awake.
"My love." Lan Wangji would say again, sneakily pinching Wei Wuxian's side once or twice, just because he could not help it, his emotions overwhelming just from looking at the perfect sight of his sleeping husband.
It would not take long after that for Wei Wuxian to start waking - for his eyelashes to start fluttering against his cheeks, for his lips to part and allow faint, mumbled sounds to leave his mouth.
"Lan Zhan.." Wei Wuxian would eventually whisper, his warm exhale reaching Lan Wangji's neck, under his jaw.
Instead of a reply, Lan Wangji would change their positions slightly then lean down and place a chaste kiss over Wei Wuxian's lips.
He would allow himself to linger there for a moment longer, to breathe in the slightly sweaty, musky smell of his husband, to enjoy the last moments of peace that would be gone as soon as Wei Wuxian's groggy mind cleared up.
And then the day would continue, the same as always, with the usual thoughts of 'Wei Ying' filling Lan Wangji's mind, completing him, making him whole.