Smile - LXC x JC fanfic

Conscience

“Lan Zhan!” Wei Wuxian happily exclaimed as he jumped at the already open arms of Lan Wangji, exclusively for him, waiting for him.

“Mn.” Lan Wangji just said as he naturally enveloped Wei Wuxian with his arms, his usually cold face gently looking at his wife. (A/N: waah! Ants!!! *.* - WangXian always so sweet~ <3)

“Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan!” Wei Wuxian called as he put his hands on Lan Wangji’s shoulder and looked at him, feeling wronged. Even the popping hair on his temple wilted. “Jiang Cheng won’t apologize to me for ruining my birthday party - !” he said and pouted as he turned and accusingly looked at the silent Jiang Cheng – who’s silently sitting on the corner, as if he annihilated all the baby bunnies of them two (LWJ and WWX).

Heck, even my shadow hasn’t even set a foot… even in the borders of the Gusu! Jiang Cheng thought, aggrieved, when he felt Lan Wangji’s icy cold stare at him. (A/N: pft – JC really did a tsukkomi, even in the ‘thoughts’ of the others? XDXDXDXDXD)

Frowning, Jiang Cheng loudly closed his book and glared at Wei Wuxian. The other immediately hid behind his husband (LWJ).
“Never did I ruin anyone’s party, nor owe an apology to them.” Jiang Cheng said. Damn Wei Wuxian…! He knew he (JC) can’t beat Lan Wangji and he’s deliberately using him (well, he’s his husband, but - ! *even here he’s doing a tsukkomi XD) to get an apology he (JC) obviously never owes him.

Lan Wangji turned at Wei Wuxian. Wei Wuxian winked (and LWJ’s heart skipped a beat as his ears started to turn red because of how cute his wife is – XD) and mouthed at him (and so LWJ’s heart skipped a beat again as he stared at those lips moving, wanting to kiss them right here right now but this isn’t the time and place - *seriously, I wrote what LWJ’s probably thinking? XDXDXD).

“Oh, right – “ Wei Wuxian said as he turned to Jiang Cheng. “ – not only you, but also ZeWu-Jun!” he said, frowning.

“Wha – “ Jiang Cheng said, having a bad feeling about this. “ – I didn’t! It’s only him – “ he said, glaring at Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian waved his hand. “I don’t care who’s to blame.” He said, indifferent. “Both you and him are involved – the cause, and so – “ he said and looked at Lan Wangji – the one who prepared the birthday party of his beloved wife.

“Talk with my brother on who to take the blame and be punished.” He said, then took his wife away.

Obviously, they’re leaving. Dark lines covered Jiang Cheng’s face.

“What to do…?” he muttered and grimaced. His face starting to turn red and so he covered it with his both hands. Even his heart is loudly beating against his chest.

He’s not ready to face him yet.