WangXian One Shots (the untamed) (DISCONTINUED)

Bottled up

Lan wangji wasnt one to show emotions. He often had a blank somewhat angry seeming demeanor but after he met Wei Wuxian, he felt different.

Lan Wangji was standing in front of his grand master, his left hand clenched firmly behind his back his sword gripped firmly in the other. the grand master scolded him harshly, his voice echoing off the temple walls.

"Lan Wangji! when will you stop disobeying me!? i've told you countless times to stop looking for danger. your brother had been searching for you and young master wei for days! you must stop being so childish!"

wangji raised his arms and formed a circle as he bowed apologectically.

"i am aware of my mistakes grand master, i apologize." his voice was monotone and quiet as he lowered his head in shame.

"you must be punished for your actions. to the hall, you shall be lashed 700 times."

wangji nodded before exiting the temple, walking to the hall where he would serve his punishment.

there waiting for him were six servants holding tightly bound whips.

he sighed almost silently as he knelt down on the light blue carpet.

the servents unwravled their whips and counted aloud with each lash.

wangji's face didn't change as each whip entered his flesh through his robes.

at the 500th whip, wangji was losing all feeling in his shoulders and lower back. he fought the urge to wince at the searing pain but maintained his poker face as he never shows pain, especially in front of other members of his clan.

meanwhile, wei wuxian was drinking liqour happily out of a porceline tureen which was very much against the rules of cloud recesses.  as he was strolling through the hallways he hears the cracks of several whips and smirked.

"i wonder what fool they're punishing now, probably some scoundrel with poor etiquette." he though as twirled his sword in his hand.

he decided to take a peek of the unlucky soul and took another sip of his wine as he turned the corner.

he paused upon seeing who was kneeling. he brought the wine away from his lips and stepped closer.

"Lan Zhan?" wuxian whispered upon the familiar face. 

wangji was visibly in pain but kept his straight blank face.

wuxian saw how much pain he was in through his tensing hands and veins popping through his neck skin.

just then heard the numbers being called out by the servents.

"607, 608, 609..."

"over 600 lashes? what could wangji have done to deserve a punishment this harsh?" wuxian thought feeling bad for his aquantance.

wuxian stood by and cringed as the whips continued until the number 700 was called.

"Master Zhan you have completed the punishment.you may leave." one of the clan members arrived speaking loudly before exiting with a swish of his long bell sleeve.

wangji stood up, evident pain in his eyes and bowed to the servents before leaving down the hall and outside.

wuxian tapped his nose with his index finger as he leaned agaisnt the wall.

"should i check on him? heh, he'll probably scold me for following him." wuxian laughed to himself thinking of the stand-offish older.

lan Wangji stumbled down the stone pathway towards the cold spring. he removed his headpiece and shoes, leaving them neatly placed in the grass.