Wangxian Prompt/Self-fill Dump

Weave my Heart Pt 3

Wei Ying didn't know what to think about Lan Wangji or Madam Jun Li. After his first mistake in calling her Madam Lan and she spazzed out slightly on him, he began tiptoing as it were around her. Clearly living in the Burial Mounds(and wasn't that a shock to learn) was clearly not doing her favors. However, Lan Wangji seemed immune and was like a calming draught for the woman or she seemed to realize she was scaring Wei Ying and calmed down. Wei Ying liked toing the lines in the sand, but even he was smart enough to keep his toes away from dangerous waters. He couldn't very well move much and needed to be helped into sitting positions during meals and just to have a few hours of being awake. The strange bedding was comfy, and a strange sticky silk to the touch. He watched Lan Wangji carefully unravel it from him when they needed to check his injuries and to begin moving his legs especially to make sure they would be strong enough to support him when it was time to leave. It was sort of like webbing. He supposed there was an abundant of spiders for them to collect all the webbing from and have adapted it to use daily. He wasn't sure how long he had been here, but he wasn't bored. Lan Wangji, while not a very talkative person, listened to him attentively and when Wei Ying would fall silent, he liked to watch those elegant hands, so big and so strong, but incrediably graceful, mix medicine or stew. He's fallen asleep to watching him play a pitch black Guqin, the melodies soothing if a bit haunting in their quality.

"Ne, Lan Wangji?" He calls one day, the man, not looking up from where he was copying a text, the brush moving in beautiful calligraphy across the blank sheets of parchment, "I know you said I was in a bad way when you found me... but how much longer? I need to find my Shijie and Didi... I'm worried." And he is, he doesn't bother trying to tease or weedle. He hasn't since he woke up.

"...." Lan Wangji paused in his writing, carefully setting the brush on an ink stained cloth and getting up to come over to where he was half sitting up. "Will check...."

Wei Ying held still, feeling the by now familiar icy caress of Lan Wangji's Spiritual power filling him, scanning him from head to toe. He gets lost in the oddly comforting chill that he doesn't realize it at first that Lan Wangji is removing the webbing like blankets from his legs until a hand suddenly appears in his line of vision. Blinking the daze away, he looks up at the stoic young man's golden eyes, how oddly lumious they appear in the dim lighting of the cave before falling back to his hand. Carefully putting his own hands into the offered hand. Wei Ying carefully sits up fully, feeling a bit stiff and sore form the long bed rest, but other than that nothing else. He slowly moves his legs, Madam Jun telling him that his back and legs took more damage than they had thought from the fall and that they had to be extra sure there was no permanent damage or he could lose his ability to walk. That frightened him because it would mean he would not be able to keep his promises or to enjoy his freedom ever again. So Wei Ying, perhaps for the first time in a long time, listened and obeyed the healer's orders to the letter. Shaking his head, Wei Ying takes a breath and stands up. At first his legs are wobbly like a newborn calf, but he slowly gets himself under control.

"Will try walking." Lan Wangji says once he's certain he can leave Wei Ying standing alone without him toppling over suddenly.

The man moves back a few paces and it honestly feels silly, an almost grown man taking shaky steps as if he were a baby learning to walk for the first time, but he doesn't let the thought fester. He walks towards Lan Wangji, steadily getting more assured that he can walk as he moves. He tires quickly however, but it is progress and he is elated.

"Mn.... three more days." The man says firmly after he helps Wei Ying back into bed, but does not bind him to it with the blanket, but rather passes him one that is still silky to the touch, but without the odd sticky quality to it. "Will practice again in an hour. Rest."

Wei Ying obeys, dozing off for a light nap, oddly a peace with this strange Alpha's commands. Was it because he didn't use the Voice like many others? Or perhaps it is because it is not truly a command, but a strong suggestion? Even Madam Jun says things that to others sound like an order, but they leave this subtle window for one to disobey, to refuse to follow and there is no consequence to follow. Or was it because it was Lan Wangji? The man was handsome, his presence was powerful in an oddly unabtrusive way, kinda like Wen Qing's the Alpha Female was a Healer so many often forget she is in fact an Alpha and very protective of her Omega brother, who much like Wei Ying, defied the norms of an Omega. They can be soft and delicate, Wen Ning was often a nervous stuttering mess, but he was a very strong young man, perhaps stronger than some Alphas physically, as well as a good hunter. Wei Ying believes they are on par with their archery skills, but he would need to test that theory out when he can finally meet up with his friends again. He hopes they are alright. Last he heard from Wen Ning, he and some of his relatives were going into hiding because Wen Rouhan, their father's older brother, was clearly mad and killing off members of his own family for defying him. Not to mention everyone outside of Qishan would not stop to think of the innocents who want nothing to do with the fighting would only see a Wen and kill them regardless. War was terrifying to say the least. He is roused from his doze an hour later and made to practice walking again...

"Lan Zhan, my Lan Zhan... you are letting the Omega go!?" His mother looks torn between pleased, angry and heartbroken late that evening as she spins silk from her spider half, weaving it into new robes for Wei Wuxian, carefully stitching protective spells to protect the Omega from harm as well as to allow him to use Resentful energy as a back up tool without needed to Cultivate it. She learned this after a few times her precious Lan Zhan tried to save a few fools who wandered into their lovely nest. She needed to prefrect them for her future daughter in-law(this goes for both male and female Omegas) and her future grandchildren. "Do you not see how rare he is? Male Omegas are incredibly rare, only one is born out of 20 female Omegas, who are only born 2 out of nearly a thousand Betas with Alphas being born every couple of hundred or so Betas."

"Will not force him... will not be HIM." He growls darkly and the shadows shake dangerously as his eyes turn black and red. She coos, reaching one of her legs over to lightly pat him on the head. "I did not mean to imply that... But there is a very high chance he will not come back..."

".... will follow." He finally said after a long pause, watching his mother stitching a beautiful lotus flower under a full moon in what looked like a divine garden into the back of the robe, the flame like patterns she noticed that the Omega seemed to like on the edges of the robe took a more flower like shape so when he bowed to greet someone they would see the Lotus the sleeves will make. It was done to represent his Sect, the Yunmeng Jiang's crest was a Lotus, but in royal purple. She even added a few touches in the royal purple to say the Clan's motto: To attempt the Impossible. along the lapels and hidden in the flames of the sleeves.

".... Are you certain?" She paused fully now, turning to look at him critically. She had been selfish so long ago, stealing away into the night, heavily pregnant with her precious Lan Zhan, running here, to the Burial Mounds where she died and came back as a Demon, gave birth to this monsterous, but beautiful young man. She abandoned her first born and she often voiced her regrets for not staying, even if she remained unhappily married to that MAN. She should have brought him with her so she could have both of her boys. She often told Lan Zhan stories of his big brother Lan Huan. Using him as a template for how her youngest should behave himself. She has managed to keep tabs of what her Eldest was doing and how he grew up, she even managed to use some of her Raven familiars to deliver letters to him and recieve them. She always enforced that he should never tell his father or anyone from the Lan Sect about the letters. Her boys always listened well to mother and it made her proud.

"Mn... Wei Wu- Wei Ying's special... I really like him, mama..." he says in a soft voice that melts her because it is so rare that he speaks normally or even using affectionate names and titles! And the fact he used Wei Wuxian's proper name made her know how serious he was. "And I would like to meet brother, finally... I am not a child anymore... no one can tell me what to do. I canot hope to take a mate if I cannot prove myself a man..."

"...." She sighs and smiles. "Very well... let Mama finish this last gift for Wei Wuxian so he can be protected always when you cannot be there to do it yourself... He's powerful, he's survived this long without much aid from us... I wonder if perhaps he has used Resentful energy before..."

"Mn... Fighting the Tortoise of Slaughter... He found a sword embued with resentful energy, could hear the screams of those who were sacrificed to it, their hunger for revenge. He promised them peace if they aided him in killing it while rescuing some of the others who were left behind due to severe injuries and sickness. He does not recall the actual fight but some of them opted to stay and have formed a half familiar bond." He explains.

"That sweet thing fought and killed that monstreous beast alone!?" She gasps and then grins with far too much teeth. "No Omega, no matter how pretty would ever be worth more... unless they are godborn, but still that much raw power should have only the best mate!" She practically crows. While she is biased, she believes no one but her Lan Zhan and Lan Huan would ever be worthy of such an Omega. And even then, she knows that Lan Zhan has already made his claim. She will simply have to find a suitable mate for her eldest when they can finally meet again and she properly begs his forgiveness for leaving him all these years. "Well, off to bed, it is nearly 9, a good boy like you must be well rested if he is to leave with his intended as promised."

"Mn... This one retires now... good night, mama..." He kisses her cheek after he bows to her like a good Lan would and leaves for his web, changing his form so he can sleep one last time in it for a long while. As he drifts off to sleep, he wonders if Wei Ying would accept him as he is or flee from him?