[[忘羡 | WangXian 3]] : Our Flesh And Bones

[55.] The Small Hours.

Note:

Two of my favorite MDZS artists recently updated on Instagram, and - stunningly - their latest art really corresponds to my ideas of Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji. I am sharing it here, but please - check them out! They are very different, but both are amazing! ❤️ 

This is what Hanguang-Jun and WeiQianbei look like in my head! 

Enjoy! 🥰❤️☯️

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- Lan Zhan, do you really believe what you said at dinner?

- I believe it; that does not mean it is the truth. No one can say at this point.

- Hmmm...

Wei Ying stretched in the bed, too excited and anxious to feel sleepy.

- Poor girl. I bet she did not imagine it all like this. – he grinned.

- We tried to inform her fully. My conscience is clean.

- Ah, Lan Zhan!!! I really wanted the baby to be yours!!!

Wei Ying sprawled over his husband's massive body. It was warmer this way. Not comfortable though – Lan Wangji's muscles were almost always so tense.

- Such matters are in the hands of the Gods, not ours, Wei Ying. – he said thoughtfully.

- A beautiful, beautiful baby... with golden eyes... strong and smart... Patient with me... Loving me.... – Wei Wuxian ignored him and was mumbling to himself, lost in love.

- It doesn't matter, darling. – Lan Zhan put his arms around him.

- Ah, but it does! Do you think those nightmares that LuLu is having are a good omen? Ha! – Wei Ying scoffed. – A child that is yours wouldn't be such a problem...

- No child  is a problem, my love. - Lan Wangji smiled faintly.

- We should have tried at least once more, Hanguang-Jun!!! – Wei Ying murmured discontent.

Lan Zhan was silent, and his husband rolled over into the bed and propped himself on his elbows to be able to have a better look. Strong jaws, clenched teeth – it wasn't easy for his husband to talk about this. 

They were both silent for a long time.

- Once was more than enough.  -  Hanguang-Jun hissed in the end.

- Lan Zhan...

- It was pain to watch you with another. I thought my heart would burst.

- Hanguang-Jun!!!

Wei Ying climbed on top of him again, but this time he hugged him tight. He held him until his breathing evened and his heart stopped racing. 

The moon was travelling slowly in the sky and Lan Wangji was watching it through the window, as tears were running down his sides. There were no more words left for them to say, but they held each other tight, belonging together.

- Do you know how much I love you? – Wei Ying whispered in his hair, brushing his tears away.

- I do.

- Good. 

- and then:

- Hold me. I'm cold.

Lan Zhan turned to let him snuggle into him better, and tucked him in, like he would a child. Nothing was more important to him, and gave him greater pleasure, than to take care of Wei Wuxian. He was now holding him, letting him press himself to his body fully, hoping that he felt protected and warm. It was the best feeling.

- I love you, my heart... - he murmured gently.

- Lan Zhan, you are so warm... - Wei Ying was half asleep but would not let go of him. He never did, even in his sleep.

Hanguang-Jun was watching him sleep peacefully, listening to his breathing. He was so thankful for every moment he got to spend with him...

Lately, he had been having this awful fuzzy feeling that something bad was coming their way. He really yearned to talk to his brother. Lan Huan had always been wise beyond his years, and was more level-headed than him. 

He decided to write to him the next day; he also hoped they would get good news from A-Yuan soon. Why did this winter have to be so harsh? So much snow and cold... One more thing for him to worry about.

He held his sleeping husband even tighter. 

He had to keep him safe.