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The Untamed • 陈情令 • Cloud Recesses Rabbits

wei wuxian & lan wangji in every episode of the untamed

When Wei Ying’s arm slumped down again, Lan Wangji untied the waistband of his robe, setting it beside the ribbons and headpiece Wei Ying had removed from his hair. His gaze lingered over them for several moments.

The time from Wei Ying finding him until he fell asleep was distorted by ripples in his mind. Had he not been so exhausted, so in pain, would he have allowed Wei Ying to take such liberties? The forehead ribbon especially, now that he knew the significance of it after so many years of ignorance?

He closed his eyes in a grimace. Yes. He would have allowed it. In fact, he ached to experience it again. He had dreamt of seeing Wei Ying again countless times over the months he was in Gusu, but he had not imagined such a simple gesture from him, had not considered the great comfort and intimacy it could bring, or just how desperately he craved such a thing.

But rather than linger on thoughts of Wei Ying’s fingers in his hair, or the fact Wei Ying had touched his forehead ribbon, he opened his robe and moved closer to Wei Ying. With great care not to jostle him, he lay down on his side next to him, flush against his body. He laid one open half of his robe over Wei Ying’s body to give him what warmth he could and then, with some hesitation, lay his upper body partially over Wei Ying’s side.

In his sleep, Wei Ying made another soft sound, shifted a little, but did not wake from the sudden weight on him.

Lan Wangji could barely breathe to be so close to him, to the warmth radiating from his core. Wei Ying’s body was a hot line against his own, and he pressed closer to it to bask in his warmth.

With such liberties already taken, it was easy to rest his head on Wei Ying’s chest. He held his breath as he closed his eyes and listened. The steady beating of Wei Ying’s heart made his own flutter and quicken. He had never been so close to another. Not since he was a child in his mother’s embrace.

“Forgive me,” he whispered, before exhaling and slowly relaxing against Wei Ying.

“It was too late, the surface was too far away, his lungs too empty. The urge to breathe in was too strong. The hands on his ankles let go, but he couldn’t find the strength to kick his legs to try and reach the surface. Instead there was only the rushing in his head and the burning feeling in his chest that crept up his throat until he finally opened his mouth.

But something covered it. Air, warm but unmistakable, was pushed in, and he instinctively clutched at what was in front of him, sucking the air in until his lungs filled. He didn’t register anything but the sensation of air rushing into him, until it was gone and a hand covered his mouth and nose.

At some point he had closed his eyes, but he opened them and would have breathed in water if not for the hand covering his mouth.

All around him floated pale blue cloth, and in the centre of it, Lan Zhan, his hair twisting around his face like a dark cloud. For a moment, Wei Wuxian could only stare at him, dumbfounded and struggling to think.

Lan Zhan pressed something into his hand. It was Suibian and its sheathe. Wei Wuxian’s fingers curled around them instinctively, but he never looked away from Lan Zhan’s face, nor did Lan Zhan waver from his focus on Wei Wuxian’s.

The ribbon around Lan Zhan’s forehead was crooked, and his robe and hair was in disarray around them, but somehow it was the most beautiful sight Wei Wuxian had ever seen. For a moment, he wondered if he had died and had been gifted with seeing Lan Zhan’s beauty after death.”

Come, let me love you Let me give my life to you Let me drown in your laughter Let me die in your arms Let me lay down beside you Let me always be with you Come, let me love you Come, love me again