Fluffy WangXian Oneshots Book Two

Music And Memories Part 15

A/N

Dear Beautiful Readers,

As you know, this story has gotten waaaay out of hand, especially since we're at part 15 and I'm too lazy to make a separate book for it, plus I was just making a list of what else needs to be added in the next few chapters, and I wanna swear because I'm at 20 things, no joke, and that means book 11= a bit of a delay. Soooo….anyway, #fighting…

Plus I feel like we all deserve a bit of happy WangXian, ammaright?

All my love,

Charlie

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Wei Ying stretches without opening his eyes, and a warm hand tilts his head up by supporting his neck. A cool glass is pressed against his mouth and he opens it by instinct, incredibly thirsty and internally showering blessings on whoever this is. The lovely sandalwood aroma kind of gives it away, but he really doesn't want to wake up yet. The pressure between his eyes is still there, and when he lifts his hand to touch, it's guided away gently. There's something wrapped around his head and it briefly felt like a bandage. Lan Zhan’s beautiful voice hums, telling him to rest more and explaining that these are painkillers being placed on his tongue.

It doesn't matter.

There's no one Wei Ying trusts more than him. He drifts away on a cloud of blissful rest, listening to the sweet and sad melody full of yearning, promising in his mind that he will kiss his beloved as soon as he can. The quiet click of the door closing and the muffled sounds of a conversation not too far away are what soothes him into a deeper slumber.

Outside their bedroom, Lan Zhan walks with SiZhui towards his previous bedroom.

“It will be good if you stay here for a while, after your Baba wakes up,” Lan Zhan tells him. “I know you value your independence but I think he will worry if he can't spoil you immediately.”

SiZhui turns and wraps his arms around his dad, smiling.

“He's really back, isn't it, Dad?”

“Mn.”

There's so many feelings hidden in that one small word, and SiZhui thinks they can unpack them together, slowly. His Baba and his A-Die are together again after such a long separation, and this means he gets his Baba back, too. That's just the beginning of how to deal with this. His first emotional tackling is drowning in relief. Everything else will come afterwards.

“I'll get Jin Ling settled in my apartment for now and bring over my stuff.”

“How is he? I am sorry for not asking earlier.”

“He won't mind that. He's too shocked at what his Jiujiu had done. He knows it was to keep his family safe, especially because his Dad was in danger from Jin GuangYao…but he hates that it was at such a high cost. He's talked with his mother, and she wants to come and visit, but she said she will wait until we say.” He pauses. “I've met her a few times…she's nice.”

“We will let your Baba decide.” Lan Zhan has taken a page out of Luo QingYang's book and decided to put Wei Ying first. He would have done that anyway, but seeing it in action fortified his own feelings regarding Wei Ying’s care. “We have time. We can take things at his pace.”

“When do you think he'll wake up?”

“Luo QingYang said his painkillers are the heavy duty ones. I think he will sleep until the morning, but rest is what will ease his migraine the most, and remember that he hit his head on the wall.”

“Was it bad?”

Lan Zhan thinks about how to answer him. Any injury to Wei Ying is bad, in his opinion. But since SiZhui is asking about it in terms of severity, he explains what the doctor said about it. “Head injuries bleed too much, make it seem like it's more serious than in actuality. The doctor will check on him tomorrow and the next few days, just to make sure.”