…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]
[later, Lan Wangji might brush his horrible damp hair.
he can loll under the covers and ease between dozing and messing around with his phone or a book or notes from Lan Wangji's dresser-desk for a couple more hours at least, before they get roused by a call for help and have to stage a rescue.]
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…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]
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strokes his ears and doesn't say anything. very quiet.
it's very warm between the pile of blankets and Lan Wangji's side.]
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he can loll under the covers and ease between dozing and messing around with his phone or a book or notes from Lan Wangji's dresser-desk for a couple more hours at least, before they get roused by a call for help and have to stage a rescue.]