[Lan Zhan makes a lot of personal choices and decisions that are questionable to the rules and upbringings of the Lan Sect which he built his foundation on. But if there is any regret that he has broken some rules, there isn't any. More and more, he didn't want Wei Ying to sleep alone by himself. Since he has no roommate, his bed is empty and more than anything, he has a simple desire for his company.
He opens the door to his apartment when Wei Ying comes just on time.]
"Mhm. I can keep you company while you make dinner, and then we can eat together before going to sleep."
Was Wuxian supposed to make a choice there? He chooses all of the above.
"You know, since we don't have roommates, we should just stay together more."
Now inside, Wuxian moves further in, nabbing Lan Zhan's hand and pulling him along. Possibly, the best thing about dating Wuxian is that he'll put you where he wants you to go. No guessing.
"It's very dangerous for two handsome Submissives alone."
It's also entirely an excuse. Wuxian isn't afraid at all.
Lan Zhan managed a small smile. Day by day, he is slowly breaking out of his stoic shell. His expression is softer, his looks are tender and more lingering, and he is looking only at him and nobody else. He takes pleasure in pleasing him. It's a luxurious feeling to be close to him, opening up, more connected, and they become relaxed and more intimate too. He admires Wei Wuxian for having good ideas, being an innovator, being brave, and Lan Zhan tends to agree with him.
"Mn. I would like that. Then move in with me when you could." At his remark, he only nuzzled at his cheek. "Dangerous, but if you're afraid, I'll be by your side." Despite their lowly rank, he won't let that stand in the way. His feelings for Wei Ying only continue to grow.
In the meanwhile, "I'll make you spicey noodles then. You...do you have your flute with you? You can play while I work."
"I can stay over more. If we share the bed, it still leaves one open."
Neither of them have a roommate so really, they can stay in one room and move into the other if someone gets assigned to the empty bed. Wuxian doesn't know the rules about Submissives living with Submissives, but they'll play it off as staying over instead of actually moving in.
"Hmmm...more than afraid, I can protect you, too." While he does like to tease and make excuses to be closer to Lan Zhan, his pride is too great to pretend to need protection. "If I'm nearby, nobody can cause you problems." Aside from Wuxian himself.
Finding a place to sit near the kitchen, he removes his flute from the band tied around the waist.
Wei Wuxian's plan is as good as any. There are loopholes in the rules and laws of the Down. It's one of the several ways they can stay together.
He sees his flute. It's Chenqing. Lan Zhan remembers how Wei Ying uses the flute. To summon the dead. To control the fierce corpses. To evoke darkness and madness. "Mn. Your flute. Play for me. A soft song, perhaps. Try play something soft and sweet."
For once, Lan Zhan seems distracted. He seems focused on his work by the kitchen counter preparing their meal, but he is also daydreaming. Lost in a fantasy. "Mn. You're strong and handsome Wei Ying." He managed to tease...and tries his best to flirt. He'll let Wei Wuxian believe he's strong, but in the end, he does most of protecting him. Wei Ying protects his soft insides and the tenderness of his love for him that he hides away from others beneath the stoic exterior.
Lan Zhan is very touched and for once, he has a rare feeling of feeling content. It's something he always wanted to do. Cook for him, care for him, it's a simple pleasure of serving him. For him, it's almost akin to being married as he does everything to care for him.
The meal is prepared as Lan Zhan set the dishes on the table, which bowls of noodles. "Wei Ying, dinner is ready. Come eat." It's a simple meal, made of cheap quality, but it's good and hot, and fulfilling, and Lan Zhan made it himself. "I made yours spicy."
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They have access to the Up?
[Lan Wangji is always curious what's in the Up. That part of the city is barred to them.]
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[ He isn't going to forget that one very soon. ]
They're Dominants so they're allowed up.
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You should sleep. I don't mean to keep you up. Unless you want to join me in my apartment tonight.
[He hopes he'll join him again. Still staying in the same motel, just different floors and rooms.]
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[ Remember Lan Zhan, you chose this. ]
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[Lan Zhan makes a lot of personal choices and decisions that are questionable to the rules and upbringings of the Lan Sect which he built his foundation on. But if there is any regret that he has broken some rules, there isn't any. More and more, he didn't want Wei Ying to sleep alone by himself. Since he has no roommate, his bed is empty and more than anything, he has a simple desire for his company.
He opens the door to his apartment when Wei Ying comes just on time.]
Have you eaten anything? I can make dinner.
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[ Wuxian greets him with a smile and slips inside. He's fully dressed, and his hair is still up. It's clear that he really hadn't been asleep .]
Huh? You'll cook now? Even though it's late?
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Lan Zhan softly smiles back and greets him with a quick kiss. He then closes the door.
"Mn. I can cook now or keep you company...and talk."
Talk isn't his strong suit, but he definitely wants Wei Wuxian to talk.
"Or I can help you sleep."
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Was Wuxian supposed to make a choice there? He chooses all of the above.
"You know, since we don't have roommates, we should just stay together more."
Now inside, Wuxian moves further in, nabbing Lan Zhan's hand and pulling him along. Possibly, the best thing about dating Wuxian is that he'll put you where he wants you to go. No guessing.
"It's very dangerous for two handsome Submissives alone."
It's also entirely an excuse. Wuxian isn't afraid at all.
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"Mn. I would like that. Then move in with me when you could." At his remark, he only nuzzled at his cheek. "Dangerous, but if you're afraid, I'll be by your side." Despite their lowly rank, he won't let that stand in the way. His feelings for Wei Ying only continue to grow.
In the meanwhile, "I'll make you spicey noodles then. You...do you have your flute with you? You can play while I work."
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Neither of them have a roommate so really, they can stay in one room and move into the other if someone gets assigned to the empty bed. Wuxian doesn't know the rules about Submissives living with Submissives, but they'll play it off as staying over instead of actually moving in.
"Hmmm...more than afraid, I can protect you, too." While he does like to tease and make excuses to be closer to Lan Zhan, his pride is too great to pretend to need protection. "If I'm nearby, nobody can cause you problems." Aside from Wuxian himself.
Finding a place to sit near the kitchen, he removes his flute from the band tied around the waist.
"I keep it with me. Do you have a request?"
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He sees his flute. It's Chenqing. Lan Zhan remembers how Wei Ying uses the flute. To summon the dead. To control the fierce corpses. To evoke darkness and madness. "Mn. Your flute. Play for me. A soft song, perhaps. Try play something soft and sweet."
For once, Lan Zhan seems distracted. He seems focused on his work by the kitchen counter preparing their meal, but he is also daydreaming. Lost in a fantasy. "Mn. You're strong and handsome Wei Ying." He managed to tease...and tries his best to flirt. He'll let Wei Wuxian believe he's strong, but in the end, he does most of protecting him. Wei Ying protects his soft insides and the tenderness of his love for him that he hides away from others beneath the stoic exterior.
Lan Zhan is very touched and for once, he has a rare feeling of feeling content. It's something he always wanted to do. Cook for him, care for him, it's a simple pleasure of serving him. For him, it's almost akin to being married as he does everything to care for him.
The meal is prepared as Lan Zhan set the dishes on the table, which bowls of noodles. "Wei Ying, dinner is ready. Come eat." It's a simple meal, made of cheap quality, but it's good and hot, and fulfilling, and Lan Zhan made it himself. "I made yours spicy."