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[souheki]

[SO HERE THEY ARE, some indeterminate amount of time after the world's most chaotic love confession and elopement, adjusting to life in a post-Jin Guangyao world. It's been strange, adjusting to a life of freedom, companionship, happiness. Things aren't fixed, and they most certainly aren't perfect, but it's more than Lan Wangji ever would've dared to hope he could have, and he wouldn't trade it for anything.

Of course, decades of contempt can't be erased so easily. The Yiling Patriarch is still a fearsome and hated figure, still the monster in the dark, and still a tempting prize for those both thirsty for fame and stupid enough, or desperate enough, to take the risk. Even the combination of their power isn't always enough to deter the particularly determined, which appears to be what's happening this time.

This one, however, is a little...

...Well. In the words of someone less refined, it's REALLY FUCKING DUMB.

Lan Wangji barely even bothers to read the note, a very poorly disguised attempt to lure Wei Wuxian away; he spares approximately 2 seconds looking at it before he shakes his head, none of his exasperation showing on his face.]

Leave it.

[DON'T HUMOR THE ANGRY MOB NPCS, HUSBAND]

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[afterthemoment]

[Okay, so maybe Wei Wuxian is still a little clumsy with his words and tends to just spout whatever nonsense pops into his head. It's not like he's really had much of a chance to practice his foreplay, given his husband's simple, direct manner in bed. Lan Wangji pulling back is the exact opposite of what he's aiming for here, however, so that means changing to a different tactic.

In this instance, it's returning his husband's litte bite with a nip of his own, followed by another firm and lingering smooch. He's sliding his arms around his husband's neck once more, pulling him close once more. After a moment, he breaks it again, smiling with mock innocence.]

Yes, Lan Zhan?

[souheki]

[Lan Wangji doesn't shake his head, but he's smiling, his eyes bright with exasperated fondness. Despite the way he traps Wei Wuxian against the tree, his lips are gentle as he presses a kiss first to his husband's forehead, then to his brow, then his nose.

He doesn't speak, but he doesn't have to, honestly. The love pouring off of him is impossible to miss.

Reluctant as he is to let go of Wei Wuxian's waist, he gives in to the urge to slide one hand up beneath his chin, using the other to press them closer together as if in compensation. When he kisses Wei Wuxian this time, it's a kiss that says "you are ridiculous, and I love you", no less intense for its tenderness.]

[afterthemoment]

[Wei Wuxian basks in that love like it's sunlight, letting himself be completely warmed by it. Every time Lan Wangji kisses him, it's like he can feel something that's been broken and mended wrong inside begin to correct itself. He's leaning into that kiss, resting his chin eagerly into his hand. keenly aware of how his body feels pressed up against his husband's like this. His trembling's finally eased and at the moment, his little game of teasing seems have come to a quick end in favor of simply savoring this. He is starting to feel a little lightheaded so he pauses briefly for some air.

Lan Wangji might not need to say it but he does. After not knowing his own heart and remaining silent for too long, Wei Wuxian will never tire of saying it now. Not a day's gone by since their decision to marry that he hasn't said it once, either through words or deeds. This time it's through words first. He meets and holds Lan Wangji's gaze like nothing else exists in the universe right now, not even the tree at his back.]

I love you, Lan Zhan. More than anything or anyone else in the world.

[Then Wei Wuxian grins a little impishly.]

Not counting our little one, of course.

[Technically, it's more like three or four now by now if they count their son's friends that Wei Wuxian just casually adopted into their little family.]