[there's the sound he likes, and wei ying grins to show it. he's always had a gift for getting under lan zhan's skin, he can't help being proud of it. he's aware of just how intensely lan zhan is watching him while he continues to pluck at the fine material of his robes.]
Lan Zhan...what more could you give me?
[it's a little soft and wholly hypothetical. lan zhan has done so much for him, and would still give more. he's given him hard truths and soft looks, and always a blade between wei ying and danger. he's shed precious blood and tears for him. everything is well in the end, but that wasn't guaranteed. wei ying thinks of song lan and xiao xingchen, knows that lan zhan often thinks about them too.
he's lucky. he's so lucky. wei ying groans, because he was feeling so raw and ready to go, but then he had to go and think about how much he loves this man and-
the table will have to wait. wei ying's going to kiss him for awhile first.]
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Lan Zhan...what more could you give me?
[it's a little soft and wholly hypothetical. lan zhan has done so much for him, and would still give more. he's given him hard truths and soft looks, and always a blade between wei ying and danger. he's shed precious blood and tears for him. everything is well in the end, but that wasn't guaranteed. wei ying thinks of song lan and xiao xingchen, knows that lan zhan often thinks about them too.
he's lucky. he's so lucky. wei ying groans, because he was feeling so raw and ready to go, but then he had to go and think about how much he loves this man and-
the table will have to wait. wei ying's going to kiss him for awhile first.]