[While it's true that Lan Wangji's face hides an endless array of utterly sinful daydreams and fantasies, he hasn't earned his reputation for nothing. He does still have some form of decorum, and despite their initially unsavory intentions, these men--
--yeah okay that's a bunch of bullshit HE JUST DOESN'T WANT ANYONE ELSE SEEING WEI WUXIAN LIKE THIS, he may not have to drink vinegar anymore but he's still not up for sharing!!!
So while he, of course, permits the kiss, he keeps it chaste. For all its gentleness, though, it's no less loving; that is not something he will ever restrain, ever again.
(Honestly this is probably worse than watching them make out.)
But they do have a job to do, so he keeps it to a single kiss before he turns his head, back to the group of would-be assailants who are all looking extremely uncomfortable.
Good.]
The letter?
[His voice prompts them into action, and one of the non-cultivators looks around at his fellows, as if begging them to get him out of this whole situation. His peers, however, seem to suddenly find the forest they're in fascinating, so with resignation, he pulls the note out of his robes and shuffles forward, awkwardly holding it out.
Lan Wangji makes no move to pry Wei Wuxian off of him, but he does unwrap his own arms, taking the letter and tucking it into his sleeve.]
no subject
--yeah okay that's a bunch of bullshit HE JUST DOESN'T WANT ANYONE ELSE SEEING WEI WUXIAN LIKE THIS, he may not have to drink vinegar anymore but he's still not up for sharing!!!
So while he, of course, permits the kiss, he keeps it chaste. For all its gentleness, though, it's no less loving; that is not something he will ever restrain, ever again.
(Honestly this is probably worse than watching them make out.)
But they do have a job to do, so he keeps it to a single kiss before he turns his head, back to the group of would-be assailants who are all looking extremely uncomfortable.
Good.]
The letter?
[His voice prompts them into action, and one of the non-cultivators looks around at his fellows, as if begging them to get him out of this whole situation. His peers, however, seem to suddenly find the forest they're in fascinating, so with resignation, he pulls the note out of his robes and shuffles forward, awkwardly holding it out.
Lan Wangji makes no move to pry Wei Wuxian off of him, but he does unwrap his own arms, taking the letter and tucking it into his sleeve.]
We will look into it.
[HE DIDN'T EVEN OPEN IT]