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They are slow dancing in Wei Wuxian’s apartment in front of a big ass Lan Wangji's poster, waiting for the clock to turn another day.
“Happy 28th birthday, Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji whispers in his ear at exactly 00:00.
“My first birthday with you,” Wei Wuxian smiles. “A special one.”
“Every year will be special, Wei Ying. I promise.”
“I believe you. I want my gift."
“Mn. What do you want?”
“For the next 24 hours, you will agree to whatever I say," he shows his gremlin smile.
“Oh?” Lan Wangji raises his eyebrow.
"I know it sounds like blackmail, haha, but I'd do the same for your birthday, okay? You must do things I say, like, say, agreeing to our Halloween couple outfits,” he winks.
"What do you have in mind?" He seems worried.
"It's a surprise, Lan Zhan. It is my first Halloween with a boyfriend. So I want to do couple costumes with you."
"Mn," Lan Wangji spins him. "Anything for Wei Ying."
"For now, kiss me senseless, then fly me to the moon.”
“Your wish is my command.” He lifts him up and throws him in the air. “Off to the moon, Wei Ying.” He catches him when he comes down and hugs him tight while Wei Wuxian puts his legs around his waist. Lan Wangji envelopes all of his boyfriend’s body. He then claims his mouth like there is no tomorrow. With all his strength, with all his might, and definitely with all his heart.
Wei Wuxian moans as he starts seeing stars. He is on the moon.
After all, it is his birthday.
***
“I am very nervous,” Wei Wuxian rubs his sweaty palms.
“You’ll be okay,” Lan Wangji grabs his hand and holds it tight, not minding his sweat.
“Why does your father suddenly want to meet with me for breakfast today?”
“My father is… special. He has never been the same since mother passed away. I am asking you to be lenient toward him today,” he begs. For once, he looks so small.
Lan Wangji doesn’t beg. Wei Wuxian knows this is important to him.
“Lan Zhan, it is very important to me as well,” he says, reaching out his other hand, squeezing it.
"Wangji, A Xian," Lan Xichen pats each of their shoulders. "Happy birthday. It is very nice of you to show up at our weekly breakfast at 6:55 sharp," he politely teases.
"Ah, Xichen Ge. I am very honored."
"You should. You are the first boy that any of us has ever brought home," he winks at Lan Wangji.
"How about MianMian? She is not a boy," Wei Wuxian teases back.
"Aaahhhh… Qingyang is special. But we are… ehm.. kinda on a break."
At exactly 7:00 am, two older guys enter the breakfast room: King Qingheng Jun and Prince Lan Qiren.
Lan Xichen, Lan Wangji, and Wei Wuxian stand up and bow to the elders.
“Please be seated,” the King smiles. It seems he shares Lan Xichen’s personality.
When they all sit down, the kitchen staff starts to pour tea and bring food for them. Wei Wuxian is tense. For once, he doesn't know what to say or do. Lan Wangji notices this and holds his hand beneath the table.
“I heard today is your birthday?” the King asks.
“It is true, Your Majesty,” he answers politely.
“Happy birthday, Wei Wuxian,” he says softly, then adds, “I did not know that aliens celebrate birthdays as well.”
What? Is he joking? There is panic rising in his chest. He steals a glance at Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen. It seems that they don’t share his shock. Lan Wangji on the other hand, looks discontent and squeezes his hand, reminding him that his father is special. But truly, Wei Wuxian doesn't know how to respond to that statement.
“Your Majesty, I am an Earthian,” he splutters.
The King smiles again. Wei Wuxian starts to worry about what those smiles represent. “I believe you,” he says.
It is eerie, the way he says it.
“How long have you been living on this earth then?” he inquires.
“28 years today," he opts for a light, cheerful tone but fails miserably.
“Oh, not 280 years?”
“I am pretty sure, Your Majesty.”
“Father, let’s discuss something else,” Lan Xichen suggests, “Maybe we can discuss his achievement as the CEO of Stygian Hologram? They just created a new product…”
“I am aware, Xichen,” his father cuts. “A super knowledge that can only be coming from the future.”
“Father, I think you should fire that Su Minshan.” Lan Wangji seems to get more upset by the second, looking at how hard he is squeezing Wei Wuxian’s hand now. It will be bruised.
So after all this time, even when he failed to convince the world about Wei Wuxian, Su She manages to influence the only person that matters to their relationship.
“Impertinent! You want to get rid of him just because he tells the truth that other people wouldn’t believe? His reasons are valid, and I haven’t heard any defense from your so-called boyfriend, Wangji.”
“He doesn’t need to defend himself. Su She’s articles are bogus!” Lan Wangji is furious. Wei Wuxian brushes his thumbs over his hand to calm him down. But it doesn’t work. “You need to see reality, Father.”
“No, you need to sober up, Wangji! You are under a curse! You are blind to anything related to him. You even let kids beat up Su Minshan for him.”
Lan Wangji pushes his chair, standing up, and he looks very angry, “You don't need to take this, Wei Ying; let’s go. We don't have to be here.”
“Wangji, if you continue this, I can disown you,” his father threatens, challenging Lan Wangji.
He is serious.
“Try me!” he snarls, pulling Wei Wuxian by his hand toward the door.
Wei Wuxian cannot fathom what’s going on. Everything happens so fast. Once he gets his mind back, he stops. “Lan Zhan.”
Lan Wangji ignores him and keeps walking. The secret services move to block the door, but Lan Wangji looks determined to break through the barrier.
“Lan Zhan,” he says again, louder this time, and grabbing his wrist to try to put sense into him. “Stop.”
Lan Wangji's step falters, and he finally looks at him. His eyes are red, melting Wei Wuxian's heart.
He strokes the side of Lan Wangji’s face lovingly, “Stop, Sweetheart.”
“I will not let him do this to you,” he whispers, his voice shaking.
“And I will not let you do this to us,” Wei Wuxian answers quietly. He leans in, knocking his forehead gently with his boyfriend, maintaining eye contact with the person he loves most, “I love you too much, Lan Zhan.”
Lan Wangji closes his eyes, trying to calm himself. Wei Wuxian can feel him trembling, and he very much wants to hug his worries away.
“I think it is proof enough that you do control him. I will not be in the same room with you until you cancel your curse on him,” the King commands. The secret services close in on Wei Wuxian.
“I will leave,” Wei Wuxian sternly says. “But first, let me talk to Lan Zhan.”
“You are not allowed to talk to him unless you want to uncurse him.”
“I am not cursed!” Lan Wangji shouts, opening his eyes. “I just love him, Father. Please understand,” he sounds so broken.
Wei Wuxian disregards the King, continues soothing his love, “I will never forsake you. I’ll think of something.” He breathes the word, trying to communicate with Lan Wangji through his eyes. “Lan Zhan, listen to me. You still have to do whatever I say. My birthday gift.”
Wei Wuxian pries open Lan Wangji’s stronghold on his hand. “I am leaving. For now. I will be back.” He is saying it to Lan Wangji but also for the rest of the room. It’s a promise, it’s a threat. Regard it as whatever.
“Don’t ever come back,” the King orders.
“I’ll accompany you out,” Prince Lan Qiren’s first sentence as he stands. Once he is beside Wei Wuxian, he nods to both Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian.
Lan Wangji looks heartbroken. It pains Wei Wuxian to see him like that, but he has no other choice. Wei Wuxian joins Prince Lan Qiren and walks forward, not looking behind, although he can hear Lan Xichen coaxing Lan Wangji to return to his seat.
“Your Highness, thank you for taking me out. I know the way,” Wei Wuxian calmly says once they passed the dining hall's door.
He feels suffocated, needing to be alone right now and think of his next step. He snickers at himself for being in a situation of drama where the boyfriend’s family disapproved of their relationship. Maybe he should expect a glass of water to be splashed on his face or an envelope full of money to be handed to him. Maybe that is what Lan Qiren is here for.
“My brother has been different ever since his wife died. That’s what love does to you when it is the only thing that matters in your life.”
“I understand,” he politely notes.
“You don’t,” Lan Qiren shakes his head. “Wangji is the same as his father. While my brother hides behind a smile, Wangji hides behind an expressionless face. Both are taken by love.”
“That is not a bad thing, I suppose.”
“I beg to differ, Wei Wuxian. If someday you are gone from his life, he will end up like his father. If that is what you want, please, by all means, continue your relationship with him. He is besotted by you, and he is the happiest he has ever been in his life. But I have seen how the happiest person on earth has become the saddest person and lost his mind because of love.”
Wei Wuxian just stares at him. He understands his logic, but he also doesn't want to believe it. Lan Wangji is better than his father. But he is the recipient of that great love, and he cannot deny what Lan Qiren said as untrue.
“Wei Wuxian, I am still undecided about whether I would let him be with you and be happy for a few years or whether I would let him live a normal life for the rest of his life.”
Wei Wuxian sincerely asks, “But he has found love. Do you think he can go back to a normal life?”
Lan Qiren cannot answer that question; he knows.
“Please let me know because if I ever let him go, I would not know what a normal life is,” he states, feeling resigned.
He bows to the prince before leaving the castle.
***
He doesn't leave, though. He hovers near the bunnies cage as he lets his mind race, sitting and playing with Hanguang Jun and Yiling Patriarch, trying to see a loophole in the whole situation.
He is surprised when he hears someone beside him. "Ahhh, I guess I forgot to tell the secret service to revoke your castle privilege."
"Xichen Ge," he bows.
"A Xian, I am truly sorry about breakfast."
"Not your fault… is Lan Zhan alright?"
Lan Xichen takes a deep breath, "As soon as you left, Su She and Duke Jin Guangshan came in. Lan Wangji threw a fit. He broke Su She's right arm and kicked Duke Jin's crotch. He took his punishment with grace, though. Uncle's influence at its best."
"How did he manage to do all that within 20 minutes?" That's my boyfriend's strength there.
"20 minutes is a long time when used effectively, A Xian," Lan Xichen winks.
"What's his punishment?"
"Locked in his room with no phone."
"I bet Su She is pretty pleased with himself."
Lan Xichen chuckles, "Not if he has time to think about Wangji's threat on his hospital bed."
Wei Wuxian is curious, but Lan Xichen doesn't say anything about Lan Wangji's threat. Instead, he offers a solution for Wei Wuxian's problem.
"That is his room on the second floor. There is the gardener's ladder. Wait till 8:05; I will create a distraction for you.”
"Xichen Ge, thank you," Wei Wuxian bows.
“Consider this my birthday gift to you. And since I bet everybody is so busy dealing with the aftermath of my brother's shenanigans, nobody would be able to do any paperwork regarding a privilege till… let's say, tomorrow? With the privilege still intact, the most punishment you can do for ‘borrowing a ladder without permission’ is just cleaning the public toilet."
“I’ll make sure to serve the punishment.” What are these princes’ obsessions with serving punishments?
Wei Wuxian knocks on Lan Wangji's window while balancing himself on the shaky ladder.
Lan Wangji is very surprised to see him and immediately opens the window and helps Wei Wuxian enter his room.
"I am finally in your room," Wei Wuxian flirts.
"You're here," Lan Wangji crashes on him, hugging him as tight as he can. He seems so relieved.
"I said I'd be back, Lan Zhan. I didn't even leave the castle yet. I am here to kidnap you. Can your punishment wait?"
"Your wish is my command. Still valid until 12 a.m. I'll just do extra punishment later for ditching punishment."
Wei Wuxian strokes his back. "What did you do?"
Lan Wangji stiffens.
He feels guilty.
Wei Wuxian pulls away from his embrace and takes Lan Wangji to sit on the bed. Lan Wangji is avoiding his gaze.
"I heard you broke Su She's arm?" Wei Wuxian asks patiently.
"He wrote too many lies."
“What did you threaten him with?”
“I am not at liberty to say."
"And Jin Guangshan?"
"He spoke too many untruths."
"But he gets a kick in the crotch?"
"That is where his brain is," he says deadpan.
Wei Wuxian grins. "You seem to have reasons for your snarky behavior. Why do you feel guilty then?"
"Because I am guilty toward you, Wei Ying. Although your friends and family protected you when I became part of your life, they still welcomed me because they accept that you love me. But my family cursed and tried to break us."
"It's their way of protecting you, Lan Zhan. It is not your fault."
Lan Wangji slumps on the bed.
"Your brother is still supportive. He let me in."
"Mn, but he doesn't have power against father and uncle."
"What do you want to do then?"
Lan Wangji locks his gaze on Wei Wuxian. "I want to be with you." Wei Wuxian detects honesty in his eyes. And love.
"Then be with me," Wei Wuxian probes as he moves closer to his love, climbing on his lap, kissing him like he needs to breathe, like he needs him to survive.
"Lan Zhan…," he chants, "be with me…" He doesn't realize that he has cried while kissing him.
Lan Zhan appears to be in a haze, as he opens his mouth to welcome his lover's kiss, eating the lips that are offered to him with his teeth, nibbling, sucking, and biting until Wei Wuxian can feel blood mixed with tears.
They keep at it for the longest time, nothing else but their mouths claiming each other, Wei Wuxian's hands on his neck positioning Lan Wangji's face as he sees fit, as he devours his beautiful mouth, and Lan Wangji's hands on his waist, anchoring him and at the same time uniting them as he holds on to both their bodies so close with only layers of shirts between them.
Wei Wuxian can feel his lips swollen and sore, but nothing, nothing, can keep him away from Lan Wangji. Nothing .
And Lan Wangji is not letting go either. It is like a rhythm that he needs to play or a song that he needs to sing.
A tune of their love.
No one will be able to separate them.
Not even Lan Wangji's family.
He won't let anybody do that to them.
It feels like hours when they finally stop.
Wei Wuxian shows a somber smile, his face is still wet with sweat and tears.
"I must have looked awful," he whines.
"You look gorgeous as usual, Wei Ying."
"I have to go to my surprise birthday party at the office. Do I look presentable?"
He knows he looks like he has been thoroughly debauched, although they didn't do anything (not at this moment anyway).
"You always do."
"You like me looking like this, don't you, Vinegar King?"
Lan Wangji shrugs. Wei Wuxian likes this familiarity. He still clings to his lover's chest and pretends to beg. "This year, our office invites those 100 kids that went to the camp for trick-or-treating. You'd go with me to see our sons, right?"
"You don't have to ask."
"Wearing our couple outfits?"
"Mn."
"Let's go home and get dressed!"
Home is his warm apartment, with a huge poster of Lan Wangji, with Lan Wangji's toothbrush next to his and his pajamas in the dryer, where his scent is in his bedsheet.
"Mn. Let's go home."
"I will have to sneak you out. And we will not have secret services around. Are you okay with that?"
"I only need you around."
"Aaaw… Lan Zhan…" he says, giving him a peck on the nose. "Let's go!"
***
They are in his office, sitting on the floor, playing the card game ‘Sleeping Queen’ and munching candies. It’s a game for five people, so Jin Ling is on Luigi’s (Lan Wangji) lap, working as a team with Lan Wangji. It is so funny to see Lan Wangji with a mustache, Wei Wuxian keeps laughing when he sees him wearing the green jumpsuit and looking adorable.
When he first wore it, Wei Wuxian lost all composure, became boneless, and rolled on the floor laughing nonstop for a full 5 minutes. Lan Wangji was too bewildered that he made his boyfriend so happy that he could only stare before pulling him up to admire his boyfriend as Wario (it’s Mario, but Wei Wuxian flipped the M in the hat into a W so it represents his initial and so that he can argue that 'Wario' is not Luigi's brother). They took a picture, and they kissed, mustaches and all.
“Wait, he stole my Queen!” Jingyi screams at Jin Ling who grins so widely.
“Lan Wangji! Very competitive!” Wei Wuxian chides him.
Lan Wangji actually winks at him for that comment. Wei Wuxian gapes.
“Here, I make a set! 2,3,4,9. I can get more cards!” A Yuan shouts cheerfully. “Ha! I got a dragon and a knight!”
“Xian Gege may not win. He promised us ice cream if we could beat him,” says Zizhen.
“That is why A Ling shouldn’t have stolen my Queen!” Jingyi is still upset.
“We can make A Ling win, and then we can have ice cream,” A Yuan suggests.
“Hahahahaha.. Okay, okay.. Good strategy, boys! But do you know my cards?”
At the end of the game, since everybody is out against Wei Wuxian, he loses, and they order bubble tea instead because they are too lazy to go out for ice cream.
“Let me tell you that the person who made this cool game was a 6 year old girl. Creativity can come from all ages. That is why you need to keep your mind open and think outside the box,” Wei Wuxian explains. “And if you do come up with an idea, no matter how silly it is, our door is always open for you. Come anytime. We will support you.”
***
Once the boys are gone, except for Jin Ling, who is asleep on his couch, Lan Wangji whispers to Wei Wuxian, “You should’ve won. This bubble tea is too sweet for the boys.”
“But you just finished your bubble tea and drank from mine!”
“This is too good, Wei Ying.”
“Ah, my Sweetheart, you are a sweet-tooth after all.”
“Mn. That explains why I like sweet things like you,” he says, licking his lips and mustache.
Wei Wuxian gulped. This boy now flirts .
“No, no, no no! What have I done to my innocent Lan Zhan!”
“You only need to exist. I am yours.”
He gives him a peck, and he can taste sugar on his lips and the ticklishness of his mustache. “Ah, I will give you chocolate after this, Lan Zhan. I like when you are drunk on sweetness.”
“Mn," his eyes soften, gently looking at Wei Wuxian, like he is the star. "Wei Ying is wise. You bring out the best in others. I like what you do with the boys. You give them hope and determination, but also support."
"Ah, Lan Zhan… You are proud of me, aren't you?"
"Always. Hard not to. You always shine."
His hand caresses the side of Wei Wuxian’s face. Wei Wuxian is overwhelmed by that caring gaze, full of love and hope. He tears up, bawling, "I want to be with you, Lan Zhan..."
"Wei Ying, don't cry," he wipes his tears. He is quiet, only the sound of his steady hand can be heard. "I can let go of this all. I can still love and honor my family as a commoner. I don't have to be a prince. I am content with you."
"I cannot ask this from you." And I won't.
"I'll follow you to the end of the world, Wei Ying."
That's what I am afraid of, Lan Zhan.
But he doesn't say it. Instead, he hugs him tight and hopes that he will never have to worry about their future together.
***
Wei Wuxian is sitting across from Lan Wangji who fell asleep holding Jin Ling in Jiang Yanli’s living room. They will be celebrating Wei Wuxian’s birthday dinner at Jiang Yanli’s house tonight. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji are taking Jin Ling home from the office and waiting for the party there.
He cannot take his gaze off him, like he is saving it to memory, cherishing the moment, although he already took a picture of this sweet view.
He had too much sugar, he smiles.
"A Xian, help me in the kitchen?" Jiang Yanli asks.
Jiang Yanli assigns him the chore of washing dishes while she cooks his favorite Lotus Pork Soup.
“A Xian, you can talk to me,” Jiang Yanli shows him her phone.
Wei Wuxian just glances at it. Another article of The 'Untold Truths' Breaking News: The King Disapproves of Prince Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian Relationship
Worst birthday ever.
“I don't want to read it, Jie."
"Care to share?" Jiang Yanli smiles, presenting Wei Wuxian with small portions of birthday noodles after he is done with the dishes.
Wei Wuxian tells her what happened at the castle that morning. He doesn't want to burden her with his problem, but the stake is Lan Wangji and he needs all the help he can get to secure their love.
"So you think Prince Lan Qiren is right?" Jiang Yanli softly asks.
Wei Wuxian is silent, but Jiang Yanli is patient.
"There are times when Lan Zhan scares me. He once told me he didn't mind sharing me with Stygian Hologram. I didn't like it when he said that. Both are important to me. They don't have to share. They have to co-exist." He sighs. It's very hard for Wei Wuxian to admit it. "Saying it out loud made me sound like I am not prioritizing him, like I am selfish."
"He is the prince of the country, A Xian," Jiang Yanli says. "He is also your boyfriend. You don't mind that."
"He is great, Jiejie. But when he said he would leave his prince status and follow me to the end of the world, I didn’t feel romantic, I panicked."
Jiang Yanli pats his hand. “I understand. Do you mind if I ask you something?”
“Shoot, Jie. You are always wise.”
Jiang Yanli nods, "Strip those titles from him. If he is not a prince, if he is not your boyfriend, who is he?"
Wei Wuxian takes a long time to think. "A son, a brother and a nephew…. Of a crazy father, a busy crown prince and a strict uncle," he adds with a bitter chuckle.
"Regardless, strip him from those as well. Who is he as a person?"
"A national athlete?" He guesses.
Jiang Yanli nods.
"But he is no longer one and has stopped competing or coaching," Wei Wuxian frowns.
"So we strip him of that as well."
"The brilliant musician?" Wei Wuxian knows this one cannot be stripped from Lan Wangji.
"He is."
"He stops performing, and he hardly practices. He barely does volunteer work and prefers spending all his free time with me. He just does his daily business, and his remaining time he spends caring for me." Wei Wuxian puts his head on the table, he feels defeated.
Jiang Yanli strokes his head, "He is happy, A Xian. You make him happy."
"Jiejie, he has so much to offer the world, but he gives it all to only me. That damn tabloid is right. I cursed him."
"He loves you so much."
That he knows He feels his heart broken, and his eyes well up and his throat closes. He can't even swallow the noodles. He is fighting back this emotion, and he hates that he has to hide it from the one that he promises will be his confidant.
“I know you will make the right decision, A Xian,” Jiang Yanli says, full of trust.
Worst birthday ever, he flinches.
***
The rest of the night is a blur for Wei Wuxian. He remembers having a lovely dinner with good company. The whole troop that was there on his first day with Lan Wangji is there, including Lan Xichen. It seems like life has played him, having them on their first day and probably on their last day together.
Wei Wuxian doesn't want to think about that.
They are playing the Pandemic board game while drinking. He chooses that game so he doesn't have to use his currently idle brain because it is a cooperation game and he can let others think. Right now, whether they can save the world or not is not his main worry. He also limits his alcohol intake as he wants to be sober on this particular birthday.
The doorbell rings. It has been ringing all night because of the kids knocking for trick-or-treating. But it is late, even Jin Ling is already sleeping.
"Open it, A Xian. It's your birthday present from all of us," Nie Huaisang says, hiding his laugh.
Wei Wuxian reluctantly gets up from Lan Wangji's lap to open the door and is shocked to see what's in front of him.
Sailor Moon.
With names written all over his body: Jiang Yanli, Jin Zixuan, Nie Huaisang, Jiang Cheng, Wen Qing, Wen Ning.
The Sailor Moon baritone voice surprises him then, "CEO Wei, happy birthday! I will be at your service for a year!" He dramatically goes down on one knee and grabs his hand.
Before he knows it, Lan Wangji is already in front of him, slapping Sailor Moon's hand.
Wei Wuxian gapes, "You're giving me a stripper for my birthday? And for the whole year?"
"What? He is a bodyguard! Not a stripper!" Jiang Cheng shouts.
Lan Wangji shows his deathly glare to the whole group, but he focuses on Jiang Cheng.
"Wangji, we want to protect A Xian from the likes of fans and stalkers. Having his personal bodyguard is good," soothes Jiang Yanli.
"A bodyguard looking like that?" Lan Wangji is furious.
"Mo Xuanyu is gorgeous, likes to cosplay, but is also a very, very good martial artist. I helped interview him," Wen Qing adds.
Wei Wuxian laughs so hard then… The whole situation seems very funny, with his family giving him a pretty bodyguard and his boyfriend being jealous of the said bodyguard.
"He is not allowed to be in the same room alone with Wei Ying," he orders.
"I can't promise you that, I might be in danger. Lan Zhan!" He keeps laughing, hanging on Lan Wangji's shoulder as he almost falls due to his shaken body.
Lan Wangji turns to face him and says, I will protect you. I already promised."
Wei Wuxian is slapped by his word. "But you cannot be beside me all the time, Lan Zhan."
"I will," Lan Wangji says stubbornly.
They just glare at each other until Wen Ning calls, "We already paid for his annual salary. Can we think of a solution later on? It's A Xian's birthday. Let's be happy."
Wei Wuxian sobers up. He pulls Lan Wangji's waist against him and sighs. "Thank you for always willing to do anything for me, Lan Zhan."
He hates what came out of his mouth then. It feels fake, insincere. He tears his gaze away from Lan Wangji. He can feel Lan Wangji's sharp gaze at him, but he diverts his attention to the gangs, "Thank you for the out of this world birthday gift. Only you can think of something like this. I am looking at you, Nie Xiong!"
He knows he cannot fool anybody with his pretentious cheerfulness. But it is his birthday. Fuck what everyone thinks!
"I will wait outside, CEO Wei. I am not afraid of your dog, though. Tell me if he is bothering you."
Then he looks at Lan Wangji and poses, "In the name of the Moon, I'll punish you! I am the Pretty Guardian who fights for love and justice! I am Sailor Moon!"
He lightly tickles Lan Wangji’s shoulder with his little moon heart stick and leaves, closing the door before him.
Lan Wangji is bewildered. He squirms over Wei Wuxian's hold ready to go after and fight Sailor Moon.
Wei Wuxian laughs so hard while maintaining his hold on Lan Wangji.
"Lan Zhan! You cannot fight Sailor Moon! I don't want you to dieeeeee!!!!"
***
Bonus:
Jiang Cheng opens the notification on his phone immediately. New messages for A Xian's Birthday Gift Group Chat.
Jiejie:
Guys, have you seen the newest 'Untold Truths'? (Link: The 'Untold Truths' Breaking News: The King Disapproves of Prince Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian Relationship )
What the hell?!
A Qing❤️:
Has anybody seen them? Are they okay?
Wen Ning:
They are at the office. Playing with the kids. They seem okay, Jie.
Jiejie:
A Sang. Did you buy that motorcycle for him? If you have, we need you to return it.
Why, Jie? It's the perfect birthday gift for him.
Jiejie:
Knowing him, he will either run away or elope. Instead of accommodating either with a speedy motorcycle, we should find a way to keep him under our radar.
A Qing❤️:
Yanli is right. But what can we do?
A Sang:
A bodyguard.
Jiejie:
Perfect 👍
I know the right person.
A Qing❤️:
Sailor Moon?
Lan Wangji will hate him 🤣🤣.
Wen Ning:
Do tell? 😱
Hahahaha, A Ning! You love the opportunity to make his life miserable, don't you?
I'll send pictures.
Pictures sent.
A Sang:
His life will be hell!!! 😈😈😈