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[strikingchords]

[looks at him in deep concern]

...

[hesitates like he's going to say something and doesn't. with mild difficulty]

Should we call someone?

[laughitoff]

Do you want to--?

[strikingchords]

...

[shakes his head, wordless]

[laughitoff]

Than I'm fine.

[his tail is very puffy]

[strikingchords]

You are certain?

[steps in closer, looking at him intensely again]

[laughitoff]

Yes!

[strikingchords]

All right.

[pauses again...]

Let me, then.

[laughitoff]

Lan Zhan wants to get a little practice in, hah? Well, it's only fair.

[strikingchords]

...

Stay still.

[tugs him closer]

[laughitoff]

[he follows the tug, and...also closes his eyes.]

[strikingchords]

[...

he feels a hand come up, light, to touch his cheek...]

[laughitoff]

[he tilts into it just a little, perhaps beginning to be trained into that reflex by people petting his ears]

[strikingchords]

[Lan Wangji has certainly done his share of that '-'

he feels the air stir a little against his face. one breath, two...

then lips meet his, careful]

[laughitoff]

[Wei Wuxian holds very still, lets Lan Wangji settle into it as he wants...]

[strikingchords]

[perhaps unexpectedly, Lan Wangji is careful and slow and attuned to Wei Wuxian's comfort, but not actually nervous or uncertain. deepens the kiss deliberately, moving confidently without hurry, tilting Wei Wuxian's head back]

[laughitoff]

[he's kissing back half in surprise, soft and hesitant but not panicking, making a tiny noise in his throat as he moves with Lan Wangji's unexpected guidance...]

[strikingchords]

[breathes without taking his mouth away and curls his hand into Wei Wuxian's hair, anchoring himself and holding Wei Wuxian's head in place in a very small way.

nips at his lip the slightest bit, no more than a brush of teeth, and shifts his fingers to grip his hand more tightly and deepens the kiss yet again, dizzying]

[laughitoff]

[gasps against his mouth, shivering and submitting to it, reaching out blindly to fist his hand in Lan Wangji's robe...]

[strikingchords]

[strokes his hair a bit with his caught fingers and lets himself linger for a few more moments...

there's something about the utter restraint, the pressure of his mouth. Wei Wuxian can feel him holding himself back.

then he gently, gently eases his mouth away, by degrees]

[laughitoff]

[there's another deep, still moment of silence as they part...

and then Wei Wuxian grabs him and just fucking RUNS AWAY FROM THE MISTLETOE TOWARDS THE NEAREST DOORWAY]

[strikingchords]

[--he barely manages to snatch a berry off of the mistletoe and into his hand with spiritual energy as he's WHISKED ALONG, OOF]

[laughitoff]

[they are absolutely going to fall in the fucking hot springs by accident unless Lan Wangji can rescue them with spiritual energy also, incredible]

[strikingchords]

[HE DOES CATCH THEM RIGHT AT THE LAST SECOND

AND YANKS WEI WUXIAN BACKWARDS AND INTO HIS CHEST TO DO IT, BREATHLESSLY SUSPENDED ON THE EDGE OF THE POOL

so they might fall in anyway.]

[laughitoff]

[yeah Wei Wuxian flails, squawks, and fully overbalances them

whoops!!!]

[strikingchords]

[HE TRIED.

SPLASHES IN WITH HIM, NOT LETTING GO OF HIS HAND]