The Cloud Recesses are always peaceful. One morning is much like another, before one gets up and interacts with the world.
This morning is a little bit different. But the only part of it he can perceive right now is in him, in the absence of pain.
"Not adorable." He doesn't need to be adorable. He needs to be Composed and Sexy.
"Lan Zhan. I'm sorry. But you are the most adorable," he says, punctuating this with a kiss at the end.
w o w
If being adorable actually earns him kisses, he has fewer complaints. He touches Wei Ying's face reverently, then pats his cheek a little. Wei Ying is so close. Wei Ying is so pretty.
His!!!
Wangji's blushing. He's very happy, he thinks, but they still aren't having sex which is objectively pretty sad. Wangji tries a more direct approach of biting Wei Ying's shoulder.
"Ah! Lan Zhan," he says, slightly chastising. "Not here."
He takes a swig directly from the gourd and hands it back to Jiang Cheng and tries tugging Lan Zhan away from his brother before his adorably drunk boyfriend (fiance?) starts pulling off their clothes right in front of him or something. They've chased Jiang Cheng away from enough spots today, their turn to leave.
Being tugged is acceptable. He accepts it. Wei Ying's hand is so very nice.
Once they get somewhere sufficiently distant Wei Wuxian sits down and pulls Lan Zhan down with him and curls up against him cuddlesomely.
Lan Zhan gets the corner of his mouth. He giggles and kisses him square-on.
This is probably the best thing that has ever happened. Lan Zhan makes another appreciative noise and kisses back. His fingers find some of Wei Ying's hair, which is an excellent texture; he rubs it happily between them.
Wei Ying makes a sort of giggly squeaking sound and reaches up to pet Lan Zhan's hair back.
Wowwww. Yes okay lots of hair petting. And kissing. The two best things at once.
At some point during this process he starts wiggling his way onto Wei Wuxian's lap.
Once it is sufficiently clear that this is what he is doing Wei Ying wraps his arms around Lan Zhan's waist and hauls him the rest of the way there.
Oh h hhh that's so good. He gets overwhelmed by how good that is and swoons against Wei Ying, unable to take further action until he processes this surplus of goodness.
"You're so adorable, Lan Zhan, I can't even believe it, nothing in the world should be able to be this adorable," he says, nuzzling the top of Lan Zhan's head.
He's so so so happy.
"Yours," he finally manages to say as an explanation for his lap-climbing behavior. "It's important... that you know. Mine. Yours."
"My Lan Zhan. And I'm your Wei Ying," he agrees, kissing the top of Lan Zhan's head.
"Yes. I was not... yours, enough, before. Even though I... you were mine. My Wei Ying."
He kisses the nearest part of Wei Ying he can reach, which is his neck. Mine now. His now. Yes. That is how it should be.
They can keep doing this for a while, then, as long as his Wei Ying wants. Wei Ying's lap is his new favorite place to be and Wei Ying has always been his favorite thing to touch.