Ships and Love

Never Fret

Lan Wangji x Wei Wuxian

Fluff, Heartwarming

Rape and Abuse warning!

Past

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"You stupid cultivator from the Jiang Clan," Wen Chao growled, "Why do you even join Mo Dao (魔道) Sect? I am surprised that your father actually let you join! You are merely the son of a servant!"

"Uggh!" Wei Wuxian held his injured abdomen. Well...that was another one for that day... Should've left a few bruises...

The ointment was rather expensive though...

"You son of a servant! How dare you not answer me!" Wen Chao sent another kick, as if saying it was beneath himself to kneel down and pummel him.

"Ack!" Wei Wuxian choked on a mouthful of blood as he started to cough violently. He felt that living in the slums was better, at the least...he wouldn't have to be beat up like this. He was said to be 'a son of a servant'. Getting information from his dying 'mother' that his 'father' had connections to the Jiang Clan...

Who knew that the 'father' she mentioned was just a mere servant there...

Wei Wuxian knew that his 'mother' never planned to take care of him. She had never planned to make him her real son. He had heard that the woman had intended to make him into a child prostitute. After all, from what he had heard, his face wad a rare beauty.

That male servant also intended to gift him to the Wen Clan, whIch he was in cahoots with. If he was gifted to Wen Chao, the male servant would be immensely rewarded. He knew of their wicked plans, how they decided to play him...but he was no longer foolish.

He ran away, deciding to live in the slums.

One day, he met Jiang Fengmian, the Jiang Clan's Clan head. The old man had told him that he looked like a woman he once courted. In the end, Jiang Fengmian took him in. Wei Wuxian, who knew of the several servants in cahoots with the Wen Clan. With it, he had made a huge contribution to the Jiang family.

He was sent with his half brother Jiang Cheng to Mo Dao Sect. He was loved by a lot of people, until Wen Chao said that he was just a son of a servant. Everyone didn't mind that at first, until Wen Chao started pressuring them to.

After the incident, he remembered that he was supposed to be a 'gift' for Wen Chao. However, before he finished three years of study in Mo Dao Sect, he couldn't go back home. He couldn't tell anything to his adoptive father in fear that Wen Chao would do something to his adoptive brother Jiang Cheng...

What did he do to deserve all pf these treatments?

"You...You...," Wen Chao looked at the beautiful face that held indifference towards him, "what if...what if I hehehehahaha!"

Wei Wuxian shuddered at the sudden crazy laugh. What had gotten into Wen Chao? Why was he walking closer?

"You are supposed to be my plaything. You are supposed to...just...serve me!" Wen Chao said, grabbing the front of Wei Wuxian's robe, "and you know what a plaything should do? Please his master with all the pleasure he could give..."

After saying that, his eye moved downwards to Wei Wuxian's skin. The skin was white and soft... Wen Chao had thoughts just looking at it. This plaything was supposed to be his! Such a beautiful plaything...pity he ran away before he could brand him...

It was never too late to brand your slave after all.

"I bet you are a virgin. Well you should be...," Wen Chao grinned as he took off Wei Wuxian's robes, revealing more of his skin, "I will ravage you. Ravage you until you are unable to accept anyone's touches but mine..."

Wei Wuxian struggled, "No!"

"Who gave you position to talk, slave?" Wen Chao narrowed his eyes, "you should be grateful this young master turned your plate* today."

"I don't want! No!" Wei Wuxian's eyes widened in horror as his upper body was left bare. It was humiliating...Wen Chao wasn't even the man he loved...

Why...why would this happen to him?

Wen Chao tugged on Wei Wuxian's pants. He had an insane smile painted on his face. His cold and ruthless eyes scanned the bruises he himself gave Wei Wuxian. He cackled wildly...until...he suddenly fell unconcious.

Wei Wuxian's eyes got teary. When did it get so teary last time? It was...long ago..., wasn't it? Wei Wuxian immediately scrambled himself up, but his body was injured, thus he couldn't move much. He immediately fell down and worsened his injuries from before. However, he didn't want to continue sitting...

He wanted to move up!

Lan Wangji looked at the pained beautiful face. The other's eyes were misty, a few droplets managed to escape. The man was so beautiful, like a fairy. But he was injured. Lan Wangji could see the blue and purple marks decorating the other's skin. Even so, the other still looked beautiful...

Who was he again? Wasn't he that boy who was always with Jiang Cheng?

"What is your name?" Lan Wangji asked, putting Bichen back to where it belonged. He had used Bichen's seath to knock Wen Chao unconcious after all.

Wei Wuxian heard that deep voice. It was the same voice!!!

"H-han Guang-jun?"

Lan Wangji furrowed his brows. He was sure he hadn't befriended this man before...

Meanwhile, Wei Wuxian was embarassed at his sudden outburst. Lan Wangji said one thing while he said another completely unrelated thing. Where would he place his own face in the future?

"My name is Wei Wuxian."

A beautiful name, Lan Wangji noted. No envy...

Lan Wangji looked at Wei Wuxian's disheveled appearance. That Wen Chao was too much. He really wanted to rape a sect member on sect grounds? Was he tired of living? Wen Clan was indeed bigger and wealthier than the Jiang Clan. However, it didn't mean that they could go against Mo Dao Sect.

The entire Wen Clan by itself was incomparable to the Mo Dao Sect.

"Let's get you to the medical team," Lan Wangji took off the outermost part of his robe and covered Wei Wuxian's body with it. It was a pity that he couldn't admire that body more...

"En."

This man...saved him...

Wei Wuxian smiled.

Perhaps...his life wasn't so bad after all...

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I am bad at insults...I know.

I can't type the f word without feeling guilty.

So you guys can say I'm half cinnabun, but half sinnabun.

Ok~

*in ancient China, when a master (usually the emperor) has a wife and several concubines...basically their names will be carved on golden plates. If the master turned one's plate, then that person (be it wife or concubine) will spend the night with him (naturally...you know...).