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[laughitoff]

[he does it with a reasonable amount of grace -- he did grow up in Lotus Pier -- but seems a little dizzy after]

[strikingchords]

[they were in the overheated water for a long time! also their clothes and blanket cloaks are still at least damp. it's going to be a miserable chilly walk back to the motel, unless]

Wei Ying.

[wrapping a dry fluffy towel around Wei Wuxian's shoulders, with a frown]

I will fly us back.

[laughitoff]

...okay...

[strikingchords]

[nods and leads him out, stepping up to his sword and tugging Wei Wuxian with him without leaving much more time to think about it than that]

[laughitoff]

[tucks quietly behind him for the flight back, too shivery to make conversation]

[strikingchords]

[Lan Wangji shifts to put an arm around him, warmly, when he notices him shivering. at least the flight is very short]

[laughitoff]

[he doesn't protest this! he only really relaxes once they're indoors again, though]

[strikingchords]

[ruthlessly steals another duvet out of an early motel room to dump on his head again...

him fussing]

[laughitoff]

I’m fine…

[he fully huddles under it too though]

[strikingchords]

[...

grabs yet another one and bundles it under his arm :|

lets Wei Wuxian steer when they get back to Phoenix...]

[laughitoff]

[hesitates, then steers towards Lan Wangji’s room; he truly does not have the energy to recalibrate his wards]

[strikingchords]

[oh nooo.

Lan Wangji follows him in, closes the door behind them, and scoops the bunny out of its hutch to let it wander the floor before he tugs Wei Wuxian to the bed. there he... presses him down and proceeds to stack the three duvets and a blanket on him.

...

studies this scenario and nods before sitting down next to him himself]

[laughitoff]

[whines faintly at him, from the bottom of the pancake stack]

[strikingchords]

[...relaxes faintly and squeezes his hand...]

You must get warm.

[laughitoff]

Aren’t you cold at all? Lan Zhan.

[huddles further in on himself]

[strikingchords]

[pauses to consider this, then tugs at the corner of a blanket]

May I?

[laughitoff]

It’s your bed.

[strikingchords]

[nods, and... shifts to draw his legs to one side and tug the blanket up, so they're both under the covers, instead of taking one of the blankets back

the answer to "are you cold" is "he's very warm, objectively, however he might subjectively feel"]

[laughitoff]

[Wei Wuxian worms a little closer, perhaps not even aware he’s doing it]

[strikingchords]

[Lan Wangji, on the other hand, holds out for about two seconds before just

putting an arm around him and holding him properly, fuck it

it's genuinely more comfortable than sitting awkwardly touching-but-not-touching under a blanket, if Wei Wuxian wants some thin excuse for it; he's not even trying on his own behalf]

[laughitoff]

[he holds very still for a little stretch of silence, like he thinks Lan Wangji will realize he made a mistake and let go again…]

[strikingchords]

[THAT COMMON MISTAKE OF PUTTING YOUR ARM AROUND SOMEONE WHILE THEY CURL UP AGAINST YOUR SIDE AND CHEST

he doesn't move. Wei Wuxian can feel a lock of his hair brushing his cheek, silk-smooth, and hear the faint thump of the nameless rabbit investigating something across the room. it smells strongly of sandalwood in here now, for some reason.]

[laughitoff]

[it’s a good smell. calming. he likes it.

…he finally heaves a big sigh of it and curls up in a very particular way in Lan Wangji’s arm, tight on himself like a small animal conserving heat, tail tucking up over himself]

[strikingchords]

[...that's familiar, now.

strokes his ears and doesn't say anything. very quiet.

it's very warm between the pile of blankets and Lan Wangji's side.]

[laughitoff]

[Wei Wuxian relaxes enough to doze, eventually, a second tail adding itself to the warm soft pile]