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"Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan," Wei Wuxian tugs Lan Wangji's sleeve and smiles broadly like a restless child.
Lan Wangji gives him an attentive look, looking at his smile a little.
"Have you ever fallen in love?" Lan Wangji only raises his eyebrows in response, and Wei Wuxian explains, "I mean, have you ever fallen in love with anyone other than me?"
Lan Wangji turns his gaze to the path they are walking on and back to Wei Wuxian.
“I never wanted to share the path with anyone other than my Wei Ying.”
Wei Wuxian’s eyes light up with pleasure at these words. He hangs onto Lan Wangji's elbow and rubs his nose against his cheek.
"To fall in love, you don’t have to want everything in the world with a person. Sometimes you can just have a good time together."
“And I plan to have a good time with you for the rest of my life,” Lan Wangji says firmly.
"Haha, er-gege, you are so romantic!"
Lan Wangji tilts his head to the side.
“I thought it was obvious that I wanted to spend my life with you. You want the same thing, don't you?"
Wei Wuxian only laughs harder as Lan Wangji humbly waits for his answer, still admiring the little demon. Long-haired, tall, thin as a reed, in his adored black clothes.
"Yes, but I was dead and you were alive. And you could have been with anyone else, fallen in love, tried it... Really, Lan Zhan, how did you know the proper way for men to do it?"
"I've been studying the issue theoretically,"
Wei Wuxian snuggles closer to him.
“If I hadn’t died, I would have been studying this issue with you for almost thirteen years, Lan Zhan.”
Only the celestials know how much effort it takes Lan Wangji not to slam his husband into the nearest tree. The walking dead are on the rampage in a nearby village, and it wouldn't be too decent to indulge in passion while civilians are in danger. At such moments, Wei Wuxian likes to say that every second in this world someone is in danger, but the truth is that he himself is ready to fight and save the innocent, no matter how much he pretends to be a careless slacker.
“We still have our whole lives ahead of us,” Lan Wangji says. "We'll catch up later. And this time I won't let you get hurt."
“Is that why you almost never leave my side? Because you weren’t there then?"
“I’m not leaving because I can’t tear myself away from you, Wei Ying.”
“Then what am I supposed to do, Lan Zhan?!” Wei Wuxian stomps his foot, pulls away, and looks at him angrily. “How can I keep walking knowing that you can't tear yourself away from me?” With a slight wave of his hand, a magical gesture, Wei Wuxian allows the clothes to slide off his shoulders.
Lan Wangji's eyes widen at such audacity because anyone can see them. Wei Wuxian rarely manages to surprise him, because he is already amazing in everything, but this... This, in the opinion of the young Lan Wangji, would be a crime against everything in the world, and in the opinion of the current one...
This is amazing.
And such an amazing Wei Wuxian is slammed into the nearest tree by Lan Wanji.
“Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, you are so shameless!”
Lan Wanji involuntarily smiles: only his Wei Ying can accuse someone of being shameless while naked on a country path.
"I'm just taking what belongs to me. You belong to me, don't you, Wei Ying?"
Wei Wuxian laughs, hugs him around the neck, and happily says:
“I love you, I am yours, my beautiful Lan Zhan. And I want you to prove to me now that I belong to you."