Lotus Serenade || Mo Dao Zu Shi x Reader

| 三十 |

──❝Resonance of Strife❞──

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After the intimate exchange on the moonlit rooftop, an imperceptible transformation occurred within Wei Wuxian. There was a discernible shift in his comportment whenever [Y/n] graced his presence. Though he retained his playful and amorous nature, a profound sense of veneration and adulation imbued every interaction with [Y/n]. It was as if an aura of reverence enveloped him, infusing his every gesture, word, and expression with a newfound depth of admiration and respect. His flirtatious overtures towards her became increasingly overt, marked by unabashed displays of affection such as casually draping his arm over her shoulder. Undeterred, he persisted in his attempts to surreptitiously infiltrate her personal space, a persistent endeavor to breach the boundaries and gain access to her room. In the midst of Lan Qiren's instructive classes, Wei Wuxian surreptitiously cast glances toward [Y/n], his countenance imbued with a crimson hue, a manifestation of profound yearning. Seated adjacent to her, he fluctuated between sleeping akin to a sated feline and unrestrained artistic expression. Occasionally, he secretly shared his artistic creations to elicit a response from [Y/n], yielding, on some occasions, a demure smile or a flush of embarrassment. The awareness of his actions by Lan Wangji became palpable, and whenever Wei Wuxian bestowed a sketch upon [Y/n], he could keenly discern the frigid, incisive glare of Lan Wangji fixed upon him. Did this dissuade him? Far from it! Undeterred, he proceeded to toss his drawings to Lan Wangji as well, almost as a provocation or challenge.

Likewise, [Y/n] could not help but perceive the palpable change in the ambiance whenever Wei Wuxian drew near. The air seemed to crackle with unspoken sentiment, and an almost reverent stillness settled over their shared moments. It was as though a gust of reverence and devotion permeated the very essence of their interactions, casting a spell that defied description yet resonated with unmistakable significance. The delicate fabric of their dynamic had been subtly rewoven, threads of devotion and reverence interlacing with the familiar tapestry of playfulness and charm. In the unspoken language of their shared glances and the tender cadence of their conversations, a new chapter unfolded—a chapter infused with unspoken reverence and adoration that enriched every facet of their connection.  

Not merely did Wei Wuxian undergo a transformation, but a gradual and unmistakable awakening transpired within Lan Wangji as well. A nuanced shift in his countenance manifested itself whenever [Y/n] graced his proximity. Subtle alterations in his demeanor became apparent, marked by the faint crimson tint adorning his ears and a bashful blush embellishing his ordinarily composed visage. This transformation did not elude Wei Wuxian's discerning gaze, who derived immense pleasure from playfully taunting him about these newfound sentiments. The badinage would invariably provoke a stern glare from Lan Wangji—a wordless retort resonating with volumes of discomfort at the inadvertent exposure of his emotions. Frequently ending in the imposition of a silencing spell upon Wei Wuxian, the exchanges, despite their jocularity and intermittent embarrassment, precipitated an atmospheric warmth. This warmth, akin to an emotional tapestry, mirrored the burgeoning sentiments that had taken root deep within Lan Wangji's heart.