Fluffy WangXian Oneshots

There's a Book....Part 9

"Either write something worth reading, or do something worth writing (about)." Benjamin Franklin

Wei Ying lay on a dozing Lan Zhan, having convinced him that it was better for both of them if he stayed exactly where he was.

Truthfully though, he didn't want to face the day, not really. For all of his bravado, Wei Ying was trying not to freak out at what Lan Zhan told him had happened in the supermarket car lot.

He had been fine.

Absolutely fine, just going on his merry way, helping A-Yuan be a great person and just basically minding his own business...but in actual fact...he wasn't great, was he? He wasn't fine...he was just a ticking time bomb...one that could go off at any time without warning...heck, he didn't even know that!

All he could think about was the fact that he and A-Yuan had been so lucky up till now that nothing had triggered an attack so far. Wei Ying shuddered and his mind began spiralling into scenarios where A-Yuan would be so frightened because he wouldn't know what was going on with his Baba. He was a liability to his own son...

Wei Ying choked back a sob...trying his hardest not to cry.

Lan Zhan snapped out of his semi awake state into fully alert. He could feel a wet patch on his shirt and knew Wei Ying was crying...and he didn't know how to make it better. Very gently, he lifted Wei Ying up and held him close, stroking his hair.

All of his questions seems pointless and inadequate but he didn't know what was going through Wei Ying's mind either; he only knew that he wanted Wei Ying to feel better...right now.

"Mn?" He asked, hoping to get his point across.

Luckily, Wei Ying understood him.

"I...I just feel like ...like I could be the worst thing to be around A-Yuan right now. I mean...Lan Zhan...what if I have another attack and it's just us two? I need to fix this...fix me....and all I can think about is how scared I am!"

He continued to cry on Lan Zhan's shoulder and Lan Zhan tried to endure it, really, he was trying his best but he felt so helpless. He could only hold Wei Ying tighter, burying his face in that silky hair.

Wei Ying tried to calm himself down too, the rational part of his brain reassuring him that nothing terrible had happened yet...and he had a way to fix it...but then he felt something wet trickle down his neck and for a full minute he was confused. But when Lan Zhan sniffed, he felt terrible.

"Lan Zhan...Lan Zhan...I'm so sorry...please don't cry." Wei Ying took deep breaths, and found that they helped a little. But he felt worse for making Lan Zhan cry as well. "My sweet, sweet Lan Zhan...." He soothed, leaning back and wiping under golden eyes tinged with red. "Come on...we can't both be crying...right?" He tried to smile. "What will A-Yuan say? If he comes looking for us, what are we going to say about our faces?" He tapped his nose thoughtfully. "Actually...what are we going to say about you being here in the first place?"

Lan Zhan had to smile at that, and Wei Ying kissed his forehead.

"There, that's better, isn't it?" Wei Ying hugged him again. "I can't stand to see you cry." He admitted. "I think you should always be happy, my sweet."

"Can only be happy if Wei Ying is happy." Lan Zhan told him, with a pout.

"I am..." Wei Ying cleared his throat. "I am happy...but ...I guess because it's so out of the blue, it kind of shocked me, you know? Like, yesterday morning there was nothing wrong with me...and today, suddenly there's a whole lot wrong, and I need to fix it."

"We. We can fix...together." Lan Zhan insisted.

"About that..." Wei Ying blinked away more tears. "I want to thank you for helping me and A-Yuan these past few days...really, we can never repay your kindness...but you have to know...it's okay if you want to walk away from us. I won't...I won't hold it against you, Lan Zhan." He went to remove himself from Lan Zhan's lap but the arms around him tightened suddenly.