For my abandoned justice

Chapter 13

*adult content warning*

                    The Lan Sect was ready for the attack Wei Wuxian had predicted. Even so to Lan Wangji's grief as soon as Wei Wuxian had landed from his week-long trip he had been swept away by disciples. They were clamoring for his attention to check and make improvements to their work. Quingheng-Jun pulled Lan Wangji away to catch up on his own work. The workload got so bad that Wei Wuxian had been sleeping in the Gentian house that he had been using as an office. Lan Wangji himself was getting to the Jingshi long after curfew just to collapse into immediate slumber. 

                 Wei Wuxian was carefully looking over all the work that the disciples had done while he was out. For once Lan Wangji and his father-in-law were too busy with their work to keep a close eye on him. He checked the barriers and the traps that the disciples had set up with a fine tooth comb. He was making sure to find and fix any imperfections in their work. Then going out of his way to congratulate them for their great work. Just like the spirits that worked for him, the Lans thrived with praise. He missed his husband dearly, but it would be worth it to keep Lan Wangji's home safe. With so much on his plate, it was no wonder he had forgotten something important. 

                   It came to him like a sudden earthquake.  He had been going over a new communication talisman for emergencies with Lan Jingyi and Lan Sizhui. Suddenly he felt as if a crushing weight was squeezing his insides. He could feel himself sweating though the temperature was on the cooler side of autumn. Not thinking too much about it he tried to persevere through his discomfort. It was when he felt something moist sliding slowly out his ass that he remembered his heat was due. 

                 Wei Wuxian panicked quickly kicking them out with a teleportation talisman. If he was leaking that meant his scent was close to being uncontrolled. He needed to move fast or everyone in Cloud Recesses would be able to smell his heat. Any weak-willed alpha would be drawn his way. He locked down the house in as many protective barriers as he could remember. Along with sound and scent-proofing the place he hoped it was enough. 

                    Gingerly he made his way to the bedroom trying to push away the initial pain in his organs. He grabbed every pillow and blanket in the house along the way wishing he had more. Stripping down to his pants he started building his nest on the bed. The more he arranged the more he was upset that he had nothing of his mate to include in the nest. He was kicking himself mentally for not planning better. He could have probably taken a robe from Lan Wangji without it being noticed. It made him miserable that he couldn't have his heat in his perfect nest.

                      Wei Wuxian tried to tell himself that it was fine. That it wasn't as if Lan Wangji loved him so they were not real mates. In his vulnerable state, it just made him feel worse. When he was as happy as he could get with his lacking nest he took off his pants and climbed in. Wishing he had remembered to grab food and water for this he spread out hoping to cool down a bit. It was too late to go out and get food. His scent was no longer under his control. With tears of pain in his eyes, he wished for his alpha. Refusing to touch himself through his pain while still coherent Wei Wuxian fisted the sheets. 

                    Lan Wangji was heading to the library pavilion to find a book he needed. The last few days had been rough on him without Wei Wuxian's sunny warmth at his side. He barely slept at all having gotten used to his husband's weight at night. He heard a commotion coming from the entrance. Hoping for a distraction he decided to investigate. Lan Wangji got to the gate just to see Lan Jingyi and Sizhui sopping wet arguing with the guards about not having their tokens.

                "What's going on here? Aren't you two supposed to be with Wei Ying?" His deep voice carried easily forcing them all into silence. The group bowed to their sect leader before allowing Lan Sizhui to explain. "Sect leader we were with Madam Lan in the Gentian house talking when he seemed to panic about something. We don't know what since before we could ask he threw a teleportation talisman. It sent Jingyi and me to the middle of Billing Lake in Caiyi. May we please come in to get dry?" Lan Wangji nodded letting the boys in while worrying for his husband. The gate guards were trying to hold back their laughs at the unfortunate duo.