( still. as if he didn’t pester him back home, learning new notes for him, conveniently visiting the vicinity of his lair. disobeying. he thinks, not without an unsettling tremor, that there isn’t much he wouldn’t do for him, and he nods bashful, high-strung from all the oddities that occurred in so little time. if this is just one night of their time together, what does it mean for the remainder of their stay here?
but he didn’t exactly think this one through. a bond is highly different from a few plucked strings, or a desperate call to bring him back where he belongs. it’s almost ironic. wei wuxian’s always been a free spirit, and being in aefenglom now quickly made lan wangji realize that he didn’t belong anywhere but where he wanted to be. he doesn’t know if he’s wronged him before. if his smile now is any indication, he wants to think that he didn’t, but he also wants to do better than he did back home.
not kissing strangers might be a good start.
stifling a wince, lan wangji takes a deep breath, intent on meditating and repenting as soon as the sun comes up. a part of him quivers quiet at the thought of wei wuxian’s mouth against his, but there’s no telling whether it was him, and he’s not about to ask. so instead he asks something else. namely, his guidance. ) What does it entail? ( bonding, that is. )
no subject
but he didn’t exactly think this one through. a bond is highly different from a few plucked strings, or a desperate call to bring him back where he belongs. it’s almost ironic. wei wuxian’s always been a free spirit, and being in aefenglom now quickly made lan wangji realize that he didn’t belong anywhere but where he wanted to be. he doesn’t know if he’s wronged him before. if his smile now is any indication, he wants to think that he didn’t, but he also wants to do better than he did back home.
not kissing strangers might be a good start.
stifling a wince, lan wangji takes a deep breath, intent on meditating and repenting as soon as the sun comes up. a part of him quivers quiet at the thought of wei wuxian’s mouth against his, but there’s no telling whether it was him, and he’s not about to ask. so instead he asks something else. namely, his guidance. ) What does it entail? ( bonding, that is. )