Fluffy WangXian Oneshots Book Two

Music And Memories Part 18

There were good days, and there were bad days, and sometimes there was a mix.

Today, Wei Ying wakes up with a rare headache. They've decreased in severity and frequency lately, so he's not sure why he can't open his eyes because there's a shooting pain behind them, and his whole body aches. He burrows into the pillow further, annoyed that Lan Zhan isn't there and then annoyed at himself for being annoyed.

Lan Zhan finds him under the covers, and for a moment, he thinks Wei Ying is trying to get out of yoga practice today. But he takes one look at Wei Ying's face and he just knows. He switches off all the lights and brings him some medicine and water, with a protein bar so his stomach won't hurt.

"Give me a number," he whispers, aware that even too loud noises hurt when Wei Ying has a bad one.

"Twelve."

"What can I do?"

"Cuddles."

"Mn."

So that day is spent in bed with only the bare necessities making them leave it.

The next day, Wei Ying wakes up like normal, full of energy and ravenous for breakfast.

"What's on the agenda today?" He asks as they clean the kitchen after their meal.

"We are going into town," Lan Zhan smiles. It's good to see Wei Ying like this instead of incapacitated because of his health.

"Oh? What for?" Wei Ying wiggles his way into an embrace, Lan Zhan's body heat chasing away the cold that he perpetually feels.

"Two things and they're both surprises."

Wei Ying pouts. "Lan Er-Gege...whhhhyyyyy? Don't you trust me?" He makes his eyes super wide and terribly innocent on purpose.

"I will give you a clue in exchange for one kiss."

Wei Ying loves the way Lan Zhan's eyes change hues. Sometimes, they're as pale as lemon water, the lightest gold he's ever seen, and sometimes they're as dangerously gold like those of a predator, a cheetah or a majestic lion. But unfailingly, they darken to a burnt liquid gold whenever he gets like this, all dominant and commanding and just, way too hot.

His deep voice, the timbre of it so smooth like warm chocolate, makes Wei Ying tremble. Once again, he marvels at this, how wonderful it is that they get to have such a special relationship.

Wei Ying taps his nose, calculating. He can't make it too easy, this exchange. Lan Zhan will be expecting that and Wei Ying always loves a challenge.

"What if I make it really good? Will it be worth more than one measly clue?" He steps aside and jumps to sit on the counter so he has the height advantage over Lan Zhan now.

"The currency value does not change. One kiss is still one kiss, however intensely it is experienced." Lan Zhan's eyes gleam with said intensity.

Wei Ying loves how he plays along as if he's having just as much fun with their silly games. "I hope we never lose this side of being together," he blurts out, and then it's himself who isn't prepared at all for the softness that comes over his fiancé's face.

"Mn." Lan Zhan's big hands rest on his thighs, gently rubbing along the sides.

Even that is enough to make other parts of him twitch with interest. Wei Ying clears his throat, a sweet rosy blush spreading across his cheeks and over his nose when he realises that both of them have been looking at his lap.

"Okay, then, clue first." Now he's just being a brat.

"That goes against all rules of trade. Payment should be upfront for all services rendered. What if you renege on our trade off? I will have given away my asset without due recompense, and anyone with half a wit will tell you, that is unacceptable."