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⌛ Who: Lan Wangji & Wei Wuxian
⌛ What: A date!
⌛ When: Saturday afternoon?
⌛ Where: A garden/cafe and then back to Wei Wuxian's dorm.
⌛ Warnings: Sex!

He washes himself thoroughly, brushing and drying his hair with care. Then he dresses himself in his new robes and ties his hair in a simple knot. His headband is the last addition to his appearance and he peers at himself in a mirror to ensure the band of cloth is straight.

His hands shake as he realizes there is nothing left for him to do except...

Go to Wei Ying. A small smile touches his lips and he bids the bunnies farewell, ensuring once more that they have food and water.

"Be good for Gege."

Sweeping out of the apartment he shares with Xichen and Mingjue, Wangji walks to Wuxian's door and settles his racing heart with a deep breath. He knocks twice and waits anxiously - though any passerby would think him exceptionally calm. Wangji has always been that way. But the chaos inside of him, this time, is welcome.

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Wei Wuxian opens the door dressed in his usual black and red. He's all smiles, this whole date idea new and interesting to him. It was easy to agree to because he likes Lan Zhan and, he's discovered since being in Nippon, that he's also attracted to men. Lan Wangji isn't hard on the eyes by any means.

Behind him, the dorm is basic, a shared living area and two doors that lead to the bedrooms. Wei Wuxian hasn't made much effort to redecorate the place. In fact, he could move out but he stays because his job is in Yoshiwara.

"Lan Zhan," he greets cheerfully. "Where are you taking me?"

And poor Lan Wangji is attracted to a man. The man who opens the door before him, in fact. He finds himself immediately overwhelmed by that smile and he wants, so badly, to make Wei Ying happy. Truly happy. No strings attached.

"You'll see." he holds out a hand gallantly; Wei Ying can't know how he fights himself to complete the gesture. It's just that the idea of contact is new. He probably won't explode if the other man touches him. Probably.

Wei Wuxian does remember Lan Wangji's aversion to touch, so the weight of the gesture doesn't escape him. His smile softens, a sweet and gentle sort of expression rarely seen, and he reaches out to take the proffered hand.

"I like surprises."

His fingers curl around the hand given him so freely. His Wei Ying has suffered enough. He wants to give him joy - some flash of the life he led before everything became exceptionally complicated.

"Trust." Wangji guides them down the hall and out of the apartment building, taking Wei Ying on a pleasant walk to a garden that features a small cafe.

He has nothing but trust in Lan Wangji. He's always been upfront with Wei Wuxian, even when Wei Wuxian misconstrued his concerns. To say he's giddy during their walk would be an understatement. He's curious to see what Lan Zhan's planned for them, to learn what his idea of 'fun' might be. Though he tries not to, Wei Wuxian's eyes keep flitting from the scenery to Lan Wangji's face. He thinks he can read him better now that he's more familiar with the subtleties of his expressions. But also, gosh is he handsome. It's a well-known fact, but somehow Wei Wuxian is just now noticing it.

The handsome one - the one who has held his heart since they were teenagers - is Wei Ying. Lan Zhan can feel his heart beating like the wings of a hummingbird, so quick that they are all but a blur to the human eye. He never lets go of the hand given to him and when they are at the very center of the garden, he reveals that the cafe has put together a picnic area just for them.

On Lan Zhan's orders, of course.

"There is wine." he promises, gallantly offering to help Wei Ying be seated on a cushion first.

Lan Zhan really is a romantic! Warmth colors his face as Wei Wuxian takes in the sight. The garden is beautiful and a private picnic away from the bustle of the cafe itself is... Well, it's definitely nice. It was just the two of them for so much of their journey, Wei Wuxian isn't sure why this time feels different.

A toothy grin appears and Wei Wuxian flops onto a cushion. "Are you going to drink with me, Lan Zhan?"

Lans can be exceptionally romantic, but only with those they love. Wei Ying is alive and Lan Zhan wants to celebrate that fact in every way he knows how. He wants to support the other man in all the ways he failed to do before that terrible battle.

Lowering himself onto the cushion across from Wei Ying's, he smiles faintly.

"Perhaps."

He pulls out a bottle of wine from the large basket and pours them each a glass.

"They said the flavor of this one is rich."

Ah, a smile! That just makes him feel like he's won something. The fact that Lan Zhan pours two glasses doesn't escape his notice either. Another win. Lan Wangji is letting down his guard and letting something of himself slip out from behind the shield of propriety.

Wei Wuxian's smile softened, but it was no less bright. He lifts the glass in a silent thank you to Lan Zhan and takes a gulp.

"Ah, this might be too much for you!"

He wants Wei Ying to see him; to know him. How else will their bond flourish and grow? Lan Zhan has no question about Wei Ying being his soulmate. Fate has bound them together and he has seen so many sides of the other. It's time to return the favor.

"Maybe."

Yet he drinks anyway, proving he too is a little rash. The wine goes to his head and he puts down the glass carefully.

"Wei Ying."

Why are words so difficult? He wants to say a thousand things and yet his tongue is tied!

"I care for you." he forces himself to look at the other man, "You are my soulmate. I know that."

He shouldn't be as surprised as he is by those words. Lan Zhan already admitted he liked Wei Wuxian and that was a huge step. This? This was so much more than a casual crush. He can't help the way his cheeks darken and he looks away under the intensity of Lan Wangji's stare.

He's not uncomfortable with this revelation. In fact, it makes his pulse quicken and his heart stutter.

"Lan Zhan... I don't know what to say."

Congratulations, for once Wei Wuxian is speechless.

"Say nothing." Lan Zhan commands - softly - his cheeks darkening to the same shade as Wei Ying's, "I did not tell you because I feared burdening you. But this..." he glances down, shy but happy, "It can be what you wish. There is no impetus for you to alter yourself. I love Wei Ying."

However he comes. No matter what he chooses to do or where he chooses to go. His love is like the seasons; like a tree growing from a small seed or a bird hatching from an egg. It will always be until time ends.

What did he ever do to deserve the love of such a good person. Thoroughly good, right down to the marrow of his bones. Truly the opposite of Wei Wuxian, who was always getting himself (and others) into trouble. Even though he had the best intentions, things didn't always work out well for him, even more so after he gave up his core.

Did Lan Zhan even know about that???

Who knew Lan Zhan had it in him to be so dramatic! Love... The word makes him feel warm inside, but also confuses him. Until very recently, he thought Lan Zhan hated him as much as anyone else did. But looking back... All the times he showed up it was Wei Ying who started shit (is anyone surprised?).

"I don't know if I can return those feelings," he admits softly.

He is piling his feelings on top of Wei Ying, balancing them recklessly and hoping, somehow, that they won't topple over and suffocate the poor man. Maybe he is being selfish after all, but each time he closes his eyes, he sees Wei Ying falling from that cliff. He sees the pain and anger in eyes that once held gentle mischief. If he doesn't take advantage of this reunion, he will regret it.

Sipping more wine, carefully, his head swimming, dangerously close to his stubborn limitation, Lan Zhan nods and sets the glass down with...less grace.

"I haven't asked you to feel the same." and he won't, "I only know I would return to our world with regret if I did not tell you the truth."

Wei Wuxian also takes another drink of wine, an effort to calm all that's racing inside him at the moment: thoughts, feelings, the blood in his veins. Lan Wangji is a good man, no one could argue that. And, truly, he's the closest thing to a friend (though Jiang Cheng doesn't seem to want him dead anymore which is promising! It would be nice to have his brother back!).

Just because he can't say he's in love with Lan Zhan now doesn't mean those feelings couldn't develop with time and just a little bit of effort. Wei Wuxian should feel lucky to have the affection of someone like Lan Wangji!

"Can we give it a chance?"

Wei Ying never ceases to amaze him. Just when he is certain the topic will be dropped or changed, he is given a golden opportunity. His heart skips a beat and then warmth floods his body. He hardly recognizes the emotion that accompanies said warmth; he hasn't felt it much in the past years.

Hope.

"Yes." Lan Zhan abandons his cushion to kneel beside Wei Ying, "Wei Ying..." he reaches for a hand, sliding their palms together, entwining their fingers sensually, "Do as you please." and he will do likewise.

Oh. Oh! Wei Wuxian's pulse skips a beat and he's sure, somehow, Lan Wangji knows it. Something about the slide of warm skin, those familiar callouses from a lifetime of swordsmanship... Just Lan Wangji touching him at all seems to send his thoughts scattering.

And the first thing he thinks of to do is scramble to situate himself astride Lan Zhan's thighs, his free arm slinging itself around the back of Lan Wangji's neck. He leans in until they're merely a breath apart, with mischief burning bright in his eyes.

"Are you sure that's what you want?"

The color on his cheeks spreads rapidly to his ears and down his neck. It takes all of his control to stay still as Wei Ying situates himself so...mischievously. But he has only one answer for him, thankfully, making it easy for him to formulate a response. Though it's not in words.

His arms wrap around Wei Ying's waist, pulling him in, and then he kisses those lips that have taunted and haunted him for so long. He kisses Wei Ying like the world is ending, showing remarkable aptitude for this skill. But the Twin Jades take after their father. When it comes to romance, to love, they can't help but give it their all.

That one action takes his breath away. Or maybe it's because Wei Wuxian dives in to meet that kiss with enthusiasm. It's the first time since he found himself in Nippon that he's kissed someone of his own free will without outside influences. And that someone is Lan Wangji. Calm, collected, cool Lan Wangji. Well, maybe he's not as much of all of those things as Wei Wuxian used to think. Under that stoic exterior lives heat and passion and Wei Wuxian can sense that much in the way Lan Zhan kisses him.

Passion burns at Lan Zhan's core, flaring to life when he is with Wei Ying. No one else. His arms tighten and his lips part to taste Wei Ying better, to make the most of this precious, amazing moment. Teeth graze tender lips and only when he is certain he might pass out does he pull back to gasp for air.

"Yes."

Always. Strong hands rub over Wei Ying's back and Lan Zhan buries his face against the other man's neck, more intoxicated than the bees rolling around in flower pollen.

Wei Wuxian is flushed and breathless when the kiss finally ends. He sucks in quick sips of air, his eyes trying to focus on Lan ZXhan's face so close to his own. He can't help tilting his head slightly, exposing more of neck to the other man. After a moment to catch his breath, all the mischief returns to his features. A corner of his lip curls up even at his fingers card through the length of Lan Wangji's hair.

"You're very good at that, Lan Zhan. Have you been practicing?"

He could kiss Wei Ying again. And again. He should, really, until neither of them know where one ends and the other begins. His Wei Ying's lips were made to be kissed like that. And not just his lips. Lan Zhan's gaze falls on that pretty neck and it doesn't take much encouragement for him to start kissing and nibbling on that skin too.

Humming, he waits to answer until he is nuzzling the skin under Wei Ying's jawline.

"On who? There is no one else."

"Of course there isn't," he murmured in amusement. How like Lan Wangji to simply be naturally gifted. Everything he does comes from someplace of confidence Wei Wuxian never imagined Lan Zhan had. Why shouldn't he be confident, though? He's intelligent, handsome, the epitome of a gentleman. What doesn't come naturally to him, he practices until it seems like it does.

Lan Wangji's breath against his throat earns a small shiver, even as he tips his head back a little further to allow Lan Zhan more room to explore. It's such an intimate gesture coming from this man specifically and Wei Wuxian can't help feeling thrilled by the attention. Every inch of his skin feels warm and he's sure Lan Wangji can feel his heart pounding with as close as they are.

"Lan Zhan~" he calls out in a teasing tone. "Do you want to have sex with me?"

"I cannot divide my heart in two." Lan Zhan is not a gremlin who, sometimes, flirts recklessly for the hell of it. He is a man who shows next to nothing to the world, protecting his love, his passion and saving those emotions for those who matter the most to him. Only Wei Ying will see this side of him - unless this world forces him to act otherwise. However, this focus, this single-minded pursuit is his choice.

He sucks on the sweet skin, running his tongue over the place he finds Wei Ying's pulse. The question has him arching and breathing in sharply, his vision hazy and his body aching with want.

"I do." he doesn't even look ashamed. How can he with the wine giving him courage and Wei Ying sitting astride him?

Ah, he can't stop the delighted sigh that slips from his lips. The warmth of Lan Wangji's lips against his skin is more intoxicating than the wine. Wei Wuxian curls his fingers into Lan Zhan's hair and robes. He's always bee a reckless flirt, but somehow he thinks he's in over his head, what with Wangji calling him his soulmate. He ought to be more careful of the other man's heart and yet...

It just feels nice being close to him, feeling him warm and alive not distant and cold as a jade statue as he always thought. Lan Zhan suddenly seems more human and Wei Ying wants more of that. Sadly, he hasn't done his research and isn't aware of exactly how sex between two men works. Which is what leads him to say, "Okay. I'll let you if you really want to."

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