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Wei Wuxian 魏无羡
22 / M / Hell

THE FEARSOME YILING PATRIARCH! DRIVING EVIL FROM YOUR DOOR WITH A GREATER EVIL! LOVES MILD FOOD, CUTE PUPPIES, LONG WALKS IN THE BURIAL MOUNDS AND KILLING ALL YOUR LOVED ONES!

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I'm glad you're talking to me.

[he feels like a held breath, his whole body as frozen as the air stunned still in his throat.

looks down at his so-steady hands on either side of his notes and nods, very slightly.]

Edited 2019-12-07 07:19 (UTC)

[wow, they communicated. a goddamn marvel]

[he rebalances, goes internally quiet once more. it doesn't take much. Lan Wangji's natural stability runs deep.

looks calmly back up at Wei Wuxian when his eyes match his hands again, heart still beating a little too fast]

Edited 2019-12-07 07:40 (UTC)

[he still looks very softly stricken]

[no]

...

Wei Ying.

Is there--is there anything else.

[

he puts his notes down and gets up, abrupt and determined]

I will walk you back.

[that's not what he asked at all but]

All...all right?

Edited 2019-12-07 08:07 (UTC)

[MAYBE THAT WAS THE SOMETHING ELSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! seems likely Lan Wangji misinterpreted that question, it can't all go one way. he can try again if he wants.

Lan Wangji offers Wei Wuxian a hand up again in the meantime, though.]

[takes it o_o]

[tugs him to his feet and squeezes his hand for a moment before he lets him go.

(is there anything else?)]

...

[when did Lan Wangji get so grabby, he wonders. maybe he's still a little drunk? maybe it makes him sentimental?]

[god Wei Wuxian is so fucking stupid! NOT NEW NEWS, JUST ALWAYS NOTABLE.

guides them quietly back out the door and to the condo courtyard. there's a little more snow.]

[it's a quiet walk back, Wei Wuxian glancing at him sidelong every now and then]

[oh snap, looks back at him openly the second time it happens]

[l-looks away again quickly]

...

What is it?

I don't know.

Mm.

[pretty peaceful about it... he's quiet and relatively open again, at least in comparison to the strict control of the last couple of days before this dinner. he doesn't seem hurt any more.]