Alcohol and Sex

One day SiZhui woke up feeling a little warmer than usual but he didn’t mind it. It was a very comfortable kind of warmth that bathed him.

He glanced over at the table in the center of the room and saw the many, many, empty jars of alcohol. Then it kind of came back to him---well. Most of it at least.

Last night, Jin Ling had brought some over to celebrate their reunion after so long. They were already around their early to mid-twenties, and with their busy lives, whether it was taking care of a sect, checking in on his overly sexualized happy parents, or doing mercenary jobs, they never really had time to meet up and really catch up like they used to.

Honestly, when SiZhui got the invitation to meet up with Jin Ling, he had just come home from a long and rather annoying session of trying to get some arrogant nobleman not arrested because he was riding a horse while drunk.

Honestly. Riding and drinking.

Who knew the day would come when he’d have to save someone from capital punishment just because they were choosing not to do anything useful with their lives but instead, drinking their lives away and hiding behind their father’s money.

What has his life come to? It was supposed to be simple too. ‘Find the requested item, bring it back to the clients, get paid---of course, he had the rule of never stealing or killing, and to stay respectful the whole time unless he really had to stab someone.’

Nevertheless, SiZhui lives his day to day life taking up on these weird ass jobs, they really can be physically draining---especially after the whole horse incident from last night--but at the end of the day, he found enjoyment in it.

Anyways, he responded back to Jin Ling happily willing to meet up and catch up with him after so long. He missed his company but when he went to visit him a few occasions ago, Jin Ling was always dragged into work, so he tried not to bother him but since and at best, he’s been sending him presents monthly with a little letter attached each time.

In the past, he’s sent a hairpin, rare gems he’s found on his jobs, anything that looked worthy of or even close to Jin Ling’s handsome beauty. His mom(Wei Ying) even gave the idea of making a tassel himself since it would be more meaningful than buying one that looked nice off a street vendor.

He took it into consideration and when he actually made one for Jin Ling, Wei WuXian was never happier for his little ray of sunshine that is his son.

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SiZhui came home after a long week doing another job. But before he walked into his parent’s home, he listened through the door. The reason being: he didn’t want to walk in on his parents “bunny hugging” on the floor again.

Thankfully, to save his eyes and his soul, it wasn’t filled with moans and grunts but instead of Wei WuXian’s voice talking to Lan WangJi. He gave a huge sigh in relief and knocked on the door before going to greet them. Wei WuXian responded to him with a yelp as Lan WangJi pulled him up. Lan WangJi was too preoccupied with whatever he was trying to do that he just gave a simple nod in acknowledgment that he was there.

SiZhui stopped in his tracks and just stared mouth agape, eyes looking back between them both, and the empty wine cups on the table.

Oh… So his stern-faced father had been drinking with his situationally pitiful mother again.

He was glad he didn’t walk in on his parents cumming on each other, but it really was something else to see HanGuang-Jun topless and holding Wei WuXian by his ankles in a headstand.