'tis the damn season [Mo Dao Zu Shi/The Untamed Fanfiction]

'tis the damn season--Part 3

"A-Cheng," Wei Wuxian called, "Who do you think will lose the raffle?"

"Who fucking cares?" he growled in response.

It was too early for this. Jiang Cheng didn't care about who was going to plan the holiday party.

"Language," Wei Wuxian covered A-Yuan's ears, "Uncle Cheng is so forgetful this morning!"

God, his head hurt so bad. Why had he thought it was a good idea to drink with his brother and his husband the night before?

Every time it was the same.

"Well, whose fault is that!" Jiang Cheng responded, "Maybe if you kept your dick in your pants, I wouldn't have to drink to forget!"

It was indecent the night before; he saw parts of both of them he wished he'd never see again.

"Wei Ying," Lan Wangji's voice came from the kitchen.

"Lan Zhan?" his brother responded.

"Come."

"A-Cheng, my beautiful husband needs me," Wei Wuxian crooned, "I'll be back soon, he must need my help with breakfast." He turned to his son. "Let Uncle ChengCheng entertain you."

"Okay, Daddy," said A-Yuan.

For fuck's sake. Why had they even invited him over? For free babysitting when he was too hungover to say no? They were so involved with each other. Which made it so mind-blowing about him.

The other man. The anomaly.

Whatever. He shouldn't have thought about it. The doctor had recommended keeping his blood pressure down.

Just like he shouldn't have thought about what Wei Wuxian was doing in the kitchen.

He thanked everything in the universe that there was a door that separated the kitchen and the living room.

Jiang Cheng turned on the old radio that rested on the coffee table, "So, what's up?"

A-Yuan looked over from the other side of the couch, "Uncle Ning's coming over today."

"Isn't that nice."

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oh no. Poor Jiang Cheng, he's been struggling lately, any votes can help.

TO BE CONTINUED...