Paper confessions [modern wangxian]

one shot

"Wei Wuxian!" an irritated lan qiren yelled at a particular student for conceivably the eleventh time this hour. He was irritated at the reality that the said student, wei Wuxian was throwing crumpled-up paper to his prized possession, and nephew lan wangji just gracefully seized them and placed them In his bag not bothering to look at what was inside.

He was indeed entertained at the fact that lan wangji was not even bothering to look at the inside but also furious at the fact that it seemed that because he was not looking at what was inside that the horrendous Wuxian kept tossing more and more.

He was also skeptical as to why wangji was putting them in his bag and not in the garbage bin a few feet away from him but figured he was not doing that as to not disturb his lecture.

Oh how much he cared for his nephew even though he was hard on him, so he oh wanted to know why wei Wuxian had to be in his nephew's class and xichen seemed to know but couldn't tell him and he couldn't force it out of him for xichen was now a full adult and at the age of thirty and seemed to be no longer threatened at his demands.

But rubbing all those thinkings and suspicions and feasible explanations he trumpeted his best to proceed to teach his lesson with his anger of wei Wuxian still painted on his face.

The class prevailed sure he would lose consciousness due to hostility but then again that was how he looked most of the time after all wei Wuxian was in all of his math lessons as too was the only person he troubled, lan wangji.

Most of the class was rather unsettled as to why wei Wuxian had only ever trouble lan wangji and not anyone else as he was rather cold with everyone if it wasn't lan wangji.

Abundant had just had the thought that he liked causing trouble to lan wangji for some odd reason but others such as the fujoshi had other beliefs, but alas, none of them was brave enough to ask wei Wuxian as it seemed he was a murderer in his past life so they kept what they thought to themselves not wanting to possibly anger him who knows what he might do to them if he was. Even though he looked like a harmless sweet little bunny.

Wei Wuxian pouted not minding about lan qiren's statements before tearing a sheet of paper out of his book and doodling a poorly drawn heart and the words 'I love you above the heart before crumbling the paper up and throwing it at lan wangji.

This was his inadequately constructed plan, it, of course, had its pros and major cons but he regarded it better than a 'cheesy' confession, no way in hell would he do that, the thought alone gave him icy shivers down his spine so he would have to see this plan through even if it meant tearing by over fifty books he could buy more -with the money be got from his inventions- but he wanted lan wangji to just look inside one of them.

Lan wangji caught yet another one of the papers and put it in his bag, it was a wonder how so many of them fit inside there. Even after so many were thrown at him he did not once open one of them, his reasonings were unclear and not many could see read his cold facial expressions well that was except his brother xichen.

If xichen was here he would have undoubtedly been able to tell that his brother was happy at the fact that wei ying was teasing him and he was anticipating waiting to open one of them but sadly xichen wasn't here and wei ying couldn't see his face from how high up he was to be able to tell what he was feeling, which he mastered quite some time ago.

Seeing wangji not open it once again he attempted again but this time he did it gracefully. He carefully tore a blank sheet of paper out of his scrapbook and took his time drawing the heart, making sure it was even and taking his time to color it with red paint, and using white paint to make it look shiny.

"So who can tell me the answer to question six?" Lan qiren interrogated as he turned away from the board. His eyes quickly landed on wei Wuxian who wasn't even paying attention and so he had an idea.

"So wei Wuxian what's the answer-" he inquired only to be cut off

"(1⁴ × 2² + 3³) - 2 ÷ 4 = (1×4 + 27) - 32 ÷ 4 = (4 + 27 ) - 32 ÷ 4 = (31) - 32 ÷ 4 = 31 - 8 = 23" a voice answered before lan qiren could finish his sentence.

Lan qiren sighed before talking "that answer is correct wei Wuxian" he said sighing before turning back to the board with the feeling of failure stuck to his poor old soul. It was hard to make fun of a kid when they were smart, Wei Wuxian was the perfect example of that.

Wei ying had just finished decorating and the paint had all dried so his paper confession was now complete. Instead of crumbling it, he folded it into a paper plan and send it flying right towards lan wangji and it landed gracefully on his neatly done table.

It seems that lan wangji's patients had finally snapped as instead of putting it in his bag like the last time five hundred times he slowly opened it.

Only a few seconds later his ears turned red and blush was making its way onto his face as he looked back at wei Wuxian and he watched as wei ying mouthed the words on the paper.

Lan qiren then turned around only to see a seat empty and the automatic door still closing he then realized lan wangji was gone so he asked his class.

"Where is wangji?" He asked confused and even more when they pointed at the door that had just finished closing, understanding what they meant he shot wei ying a glare that only slowly sank into his seat.

Wei ying of course got a two and a half-hour detention after school, so he only grabbed his phone and left for the room.

Upon opening the door writing almost stopped breathing. Lan wangji was there just staring out the window.

Wei ying took out his earphones and placed them and his phone in his pocket before taking a seat near lan wangji.

There was calmness and no one dared to break it until lan wangji spoke. "Are you lying to me?" He asked, his voice was cold but it seemed a bit desperate.

Wei ying was taken back a bit before voicing his confusion "huh?" He said loud enough to be heard.

"The letter..." Lan wangji said next pulling out the letter he had opened from his bag, and all the others seemed to be opened as well.

"Do you truly...love me?" He asked slowly turning around but still not making eye contact.

Wei ying sighed before standing up and sitting on the bench right next to wangji.

"Do you think I would lie about something like that?" He asked while he raised a brow. Silence.

"Do you want me to prove it to you?" He asked and lan wangji slowly nodded.

Wei ying wasted not a second more and slide closer to lan zhan. He forced lan Zhan's head around and grabbed his cheek before pecking his lips and slowly kissing him.

It was soft and lan wangji didn't move for a while before he started kissing back, in the heat of the moment wei ying was on his lap, as they exchanged saliva.

A while later, when they deemed they need to breathe they broke apart and apart and stared into each other's eyes before wei ying loosened lan wangji's tie and eventually pulled it off.

Just as he was about to unbutton the other's shirt he asked
" do you still want me to prove it to you?" He asked smirking slyly

"Yes" came the answer.