Wei Ying pets her. 

Lan Zhan can stay here in a happy daze pretty much indefinitely.

Eventually Wei Ying will wrangle her into bed and they can go to sleep. 

Can they go to sleep cuddling, please?

Yes absolutely of course. 

And Lan Zhan wakes up eight hours later with no memory of the entire evening.

Wei Ying wakes up shortly after and--blushes. 

...what does that mean. She gives her a look.

"Um, I'm, guessing you don't remember anything from last night, right?"

Alarmed headshake.

"So, um, you explained where you got the wine from--I'm really, really sorry for not thinking to shut Wen Chao up, by the way--and I said you were really forgiving and you said I was good and we sort of ended up just sort of falling over each other and talking about how the other was great, and, um, licking got involved and then I put on the brakes because I didn't want to take your first kiss if you wouldn't even remember please still feel like that sober I like you so much."  

"Lan Zhan? --Oh damn I knew this was the worst time to bring this up I'm so sorry I swear I haven't been molesting you in your sleep or anything like that--"

"No. No, Wei Ying, I know you would not. I -

I think I misunderstand. You want...?"

"I want to kiss you. And, uh, probably other stuff, but like, that can wait, I really really do not want you to think there's any pressure whatever to--um, I...I think I've been in love with you since at least the Flower Lady. Um. I only figured it out yesterday though." 

Lan Zhan takes Wei Ying's face in both hands kisses her, hard.

Wei Ying makes a happy noise and melts and kisses back. She has never done this before but probably Lan Zhan hasn't either and they can figure it out together. 

(She hasn't, thankfully.)

Wei Ying's happy noise makes Lan Zhan's heart flutter. She sighs and experimentally deepens the kiss, winding her hands through Wei Ying's hair. 

That will garner pleased little chirps and Wei Ying's arms thrown enthusiastically around her neck. 

Wei Ying is perfect. Lan Zhan feels like she's dreaming.

Kiss kiss kiss.

No, Lan Zhan is perfect. Wei Ying occasionally has to abort a movement that was going to put a hand somewhere not Guaranteed Safe but even with that this is soooooo amaaaaazing kissing is absolutely everything anyone has ever cracked it up to be. 

Eventually they break for air, breathing hard.

It takes Lan Zhan a moment to collect herself enough to formulate the right words. She takes her time; these words are extremely important, and she is going to get them right.

"I have loved you since the lanterns. When you made your promise." She strokes her thumb reverently over Wei Ying's cheek. "I have wanted you since the first time I saw you."

Okay that requires, like, ALL THE HUG. 

"You're so much better at figuring out your own feelings than I am, Lan Zhan," she says. "--I'm pretty sure I wanted you as far back as the Cold Pond Cave, considering how much time I spent thinking about how great your breasts looked in your soaking wet robe, but that's pretty much just conjecture." 

She flushes, blinking rapidly. "Shameless."

"Haha, well, you knew that when we did the lantern, right, now you're stuck with me."