Who You Are

Chapter 80 - A Dream of Longing

It was late at night and it was quiet and peaceful. The twins laid beside their father on his bed as they slept. Though, Wangji's breathing was a bit raspy, he was sleeping still. Wangji was dreaming. He has a habit of dreaming a lot these days...some good but most usually turn to nightmares.

Xichen would actually wake from time to time to keep an eye on his brother, or check the twins. That night was no different. Seeing Wangji stir a little, Xichen got up and carefully moved the twins to his bed, as he feared Wangji may scare them, or accidentally roll on them from his dreaming. After settling the twins in his bed, he goes back over by Wangji to sit beside him, as he hoped the dream he was having wouldn't turn to a nightmare.

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~*Dream*~

"Lan Zhan," a voice was heard and Lan Zhan's eyes snap open.

"Wei Ying?"

Wangji looked around, anxious, knowing that he heard him call his name! But all He can see is the vast expanse of the Gusu mountains in front of him. Then the petals of the peonies from above showering down lightly.

"Where are you, my Wei Ying?"

"Lan Zhan" he whispers his name next to his ear.

Scared, that if he moved, that person will disappear, he sat completely still.

"Won't you welcome me, Lan Zhan?"

The warmth of his breath brushes at the nape of Lan Wangji's neck as a sweeping motion moved his hair to one said by a finger. A set of soft, plump lips skim the neck ever so lightly.

Wangji's heartbeat falters as the familiar, lovable voice spoke again, "I missed you, Lan Zhan," a light kiss pressed against Wangji's neck, "did you miss me?" And then another light kiss.

He trails those feather light kisses from the nape of Wangji's neck to his ears, then trails the last kiss on Wangji's cheeks. As Wangje raised his eyes and look into the man he believes it to be, his world stops. There, that lies in the bottomless ocean of love that resonates from his soul. As he is unable to bear another minute apart, Wangji pulled him to seek his lips with passion.

Every touch, every breath, every kiss is a prayer from one person to the other.

'My Wei Ying!' Was cherished in Wangji's thoughts.

Pushed back softly onto the grass covered ground, his love sits astride and grins. He trails his fingers from Wangji's neck to his sternum, following the sash tied around bus waist. Wei Ying unties them and Wangji's robes fell open for Wei Ying to cherish.

Bringing his lips down to Wangji's broad chest, he kisses the scar above bid heart causing a hiss to follow. The wounds not yet healed but for some reason, it surprises him when Wangji find the tears brimming in his eyes.

"Wei Ying?" he whispered and wipes them away as Wei Ying leans into his palm and kisses his wrist.

"Never again Lan Zhan, never again hurt yourself"

He held Wangji's hand as he implored him to understand his emotions and concerns, with a nod following through from Wangji in agreement. Pulling him in, Wangji kissed him and smiles. Kissing the scar again, Wei Ying traced the sides of Wangji's hips. Wangji clamped his eyes shut tightly as the fingers dangerously trace Wangji's thighs.

"Not today my Lan Zhan" He heard the humour in Wei Ying's voice, causing Wangji to open his eyes, "What? Is that disappointment that I feel?"

He grins and in the next second, Wangji pinned the man under him. Wangji's smile falters as he threads his fingers through his thick hair. Exposing his neck, Wangji leans in and bites down. Wei Ying moans Wangji's name

I expose his neck and bite them. Wei Ying  moans Wangji's name, seizing his back as with his nails.

"Lan Zhan" he whispers...

Wangji stops

"Lan Zhan."

"Lan Zha-"

"Lan Zh-"

Wei Ying called his name repeatedly. And oh how did Wangji yearn to hear Wei Ying say name again.

"Lan Zhan?" The concern in his voice is evident as he gently touches Wangji's shoulders.

Looking up at him, Wangji was am unable to stop the rouge tear from trailing down.

'He is here with me. My Wei Ying is here,' Wiping my tears, he cups Wangji's face and draws him into another kiss.

Under the shade of the Peonies Tree, two long lost lovers unite for a promise they had made to be there for eachother.

Resting his head over Wangji's beating heart. His fingers softly trail all over Wangji's back and Wangji cherishes his touch.

"Lan Zhan?"

"Hm?"

"Will you allow me to touch your forehead ribbon?"

This surprises him and was pinned under Wangji's gaze. Placing his forearms next to Wei Ying's head, bearing the weight on his arms, Wangji whispered in his ear as a challenge, "why don't you try?"

Wei Ying grins.

He unties the forehead ribbon thinking Wangji would berate him, but his eyes widen when a smile was thrown at him. Wei Ying's act causes the tie to be undone with Wangji's hair curtaining them into a cocoon.

"Lan Zhan," he whispers, watching in awe the jade band between his fingers.

Kissing him softly and taking his time, Wangji nibbles on his mole, "Everyday I wear this band in your memory. This band is yours. This soul is yours. This Lan Zhan is yours"

The last one that was whispered caused Wei Ying to pull him into a tight embrace.

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"What a beautiful but bittersweet dream," Wei Ying said and kissed Lan Zhan's jawbone.

Lan Zhan closed his eyes taking in the feeling of those lips he loved so much, "you are always in them," Lan Zhan admitted, "the good and the bad."

"Why can't I have dreams like that?" A female disciple from the Jiang Clan, asked out loud, "at least, why can't my husband treat me like that?"

"That's why they are usually called dreams," Jiang Cheng said, "only those two would have such dreams."

"I had dreams like that," Yanli declared, "I think it usually happens if you really care and long for someone."

"Let me guess...golden peacock over there?" Wei Ying asked.

"And if it is?" Yanli asked in a scolding manner.

Wei Ying shivered at her scolding, "sorry," he said and his further in his husband's arms, "protect me, Shijie is scaring me, Lan Zhan."

Yanli giggled at the cute nature of the two lovers at the moment. She admired their love for each other. It's not everyday a person has such a love as they do.