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Lan Wangji was cold, but at the same time, he was warm.
Wei Wuxian had know this fact all throughout the duration of their friendship.
Lan Wangji was cold, but once you push his buttons, he will warm up to you. Lan Wangji was cold, but the feeling he gets around Wei Wuxian makes him feel very warm.
Of course, Wei Wuxian didn't know the last part, but he's trying his best, so cut him some slack.
It was cold in the ice skating rink that Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji had decided to hang out in. To top it all off, winter was fast approaching, so the air was chilly outside.
Wei Wuxian couldn't bear it.
Lan Wangji, on the other hand, lived in Cloud Recesses, the place where the Lan clan resides. Wei Wuxian didn't see the point of naming a house, but maybe doing so was a rich people thing.
Cloud Recesses was located on top of a mountain, and that explains its cold temperature. This meant that even if Lan Wangi felt cold, he was used to it.
But that was Lan Wangji. Wei Wuxian was literally shivering from the cold.
It's a good thing Lan Wangji was observant, because the second he noticed Wei Wuxian's teeth clattering, he shed his jacket off and placed it around Wei Wuxian.
"L-Lan Zhan! You don't have t-to do this, I'm f-fine!" Wei Wuxian objected, trying to give Lan Wangji his jacket back.
"Wei Ying needs it more than I do," was all that Lan Wangji replied.
Wei Wuxian didn't protest further.
The walk back to Wei Wuxian's apartment was silent and uneventful. Once they reached their destination, they parted after a hug.
Wei Wuxian went up to his unit and found out that his roommate, Wen Ning, wasn't home.
"He's probably with his sister right now," Wei Wuxian sighed. "Tonight's gonna be so boring."
Wei Wuxian trekked to his room, mumbling, "On the bright side, I have the whole apartment to myself."
He then removed his jacket — wait, jacket?
He forgot to return it to Lan Zhan!
Wei Wuxian was about to call Lan Wangji to tell him about it, but he felt something hard inside the jacket's pocket. It was an iPod!
"I'll finally be able to explore Lan Zhan's taste in music!" Wei Wuxian exclaimed. "But he plays the guqin, right? What if that's all he listens to? Well! It doesn't hurt to try!"
He hurriedly turned the iPod on and navigated to the music library, only to find that it had only one song.
WangXian.mp3? What song is this?
Wei Wuxian pressed play.
The starting notes of the song were enough to capture Wei Wuxian's interest. It seemed to be played on guitar.
Then Lan Wangji's singing voice filled Wei Wuxian's ears. Lan Zhan? Lan Zhan sang this? Woah, I didn't know he could sing!
Wei Wuxian learned a good minute later, that this was a love song. Who knew Lan Zhan could be such a romantic? Whoever he's going to give this to is so lucky.
As the song progressed, Wei Wuxian found himself being moved to tears. If the reason he was crying was because he was touched or because he wished he was the one this song was for, he didn't know.
He definitely didn't cry himself to sleep that night.
The next morning, Wei Wuxian woke up to the sound of the doorbell. He groaned, but got up to open the door, anyway.
"I'm coming!" Wei Wuxian called out while yawning. He opened the door to reveal Lan Wangji standing there.
"Lan Zhan!" Wei Wuxian yelped. "What are you doing here?"
"Wei Ying wasn't answering my texts or calls so I came to see what was wrong." Lan Wangji replied.
"Ah! But you know I sleep until 10 in the morning, Lan Zhan!"
"Wei Ying, it is 3 in the afternoon."
Wei Wuxian's mouth dropped open. "3 in the afternoon?!"
"Mn."
"I'm sorry, Lan Zhan. I was just really tired last night, so I woke up late today."
"It is fine." Lan Wangji replied.
"Oh, come on in, Lan Zhan! It must be cold there!" Wei Wuxian invited.
"Mn."
Once Lan Wangji was comfortable on the couch, Wei Wuxian offered to make him some hot chocolate, which Lan Wangji accepted. When Wei Wuxian heated the water, he suddenly remembered, "Ah, Lan Zhan! I forgot to return your jacket!"
"It is yours now." Lan Wangji declared.
"Huh?"
"It is yours now." He repeated.
"Oh. Uh... Thank you, Lan Zhan." Wei Wuxian said.
Lan Wangji looked like he wanted to say something, but Wei Wuxian brushed it off.
"Here's your hot chocolate." Wei Wuxian spoke, giving the beverage to Lan Wangji, who responded with a small "Thank you."
The two sat there in silence, and Wei Wuxian tried to hide the fact that he wanted to cry again, but Lan Wangji was observant. "What's wrong?"
"It's n-nothing, Lan Zhan." Wei Wuxian smiled. "Oh, you also forgot your iPod!"
Lan Wangji was taken aback.
"I'm gonna go get it, just stay here, okay?"
Before Lan Wangji could talk any more, Wei Wuxian was gone.
When Wei Wuxian came back, he was on the verge of tears, but he was still smiling. "Here, Lan Zhan."
Lan Wangji opened his mouth to say something, but he bit his tongue.
"Why aren't you taking it, Lan Zhan? You still have to give this to— to the person you admire." Wei Wuxian started sobbing. "Is it Mianmian? It's her, right? I saw you two talking the other day, and you look so cute together. I'm h-happy you had— you had gathered the courage to confess."
Lan Wangji pursed his lips together. "I'm not taking it because it is already with its rightful owner."
"What? But... But why... What?"
"It belongs to you, Wei Ying. I wrote that song for you." Lan Wangji explained.
"H-Huh?!" Wei Wuxian was flabbergasted. "But— Mianmian— you—"
"The person I like is you, Wei Ying. It has always been you."
"L-Lan Zhan!" Wei Wuxian cried harder, hugging Lan Wangji. "You can't just say things like that! My heart can't take it!"
"Then I shall warn you next time." Lan Wangji hugged back.
"Yes! Please warn me next time, Lan-er-gege!"
"Mn."
Wei Wuxian's tears the previous night were all for nothing, bur none of that mattered anymore.
Nothing else mattered, because Lan Zhan was his and he was Lan Zhan's.
And that's how it will be forever.