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A+ parenting

(Based on this)

@englishbunnyrocks you rang?

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“A-Yuan, can you say ‘ge ge’?” Wei Wuxian coaxes the child he’s bouncing on his knees.

A-Yuan looks at him with huge eyes and blinks. Ah, gods, he’s adorable!

Still, Wei Wuxian is on a mission. “Or maybeee… can you say 'Hanguang-Jun’?”

Wait…

“Shit, maybe that’s too difficu-”

“Shit!” A-Yuan pronounces and a huge smile blooms on his chubby little face.

Wei Wuxian pales. Wen Qing is going to skin him alive for this and it’s not like he was even trying! (This time, at least…)

“A-Yuan, listen here, do not let Wen Qing hear you say this word, okay? Not ever, lets make a deal. Come on, I’ll give you something yummy and this’ll be our little secret, what do you say?”

“Shit!”

“Oh my-”

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Lan Xichen smiles gently, watching Lan Yuan play quietly in the jingshi. The boy has recovered quite nicely from his fever but it seems to have robbed him of all memories previous to his awakening.

Then again, maybe that was a blessing.

He was, however, already very attached to Wangji, who helped tend to the boy despite his own wounds. Now, Wangji was still recovering from the brutal punishment he received and Lan Xichen was watching over the both of them.

He was a little apprehensive of the child, considering Wangji had given him enough information to infer that A-Yuan was a Wen child whom Wei Wuxian had all but officially adopted as his own - and if A-Yuan was anything like Wei Wuxian then may the heavens watch over Cloud Recesses, Xichen prayed… but his fears were unfounded in the end. Newly adopted by Wangji, Lan Yuan was a very good child, quiet and obedient. Today, he listened to Lan Xichen playing melodies that would help Wangji recover and clapped after each piece.

Both Jades of Lan found it endlessly endearing.

Lets see if he’s as clever as either of his father figures, Lan Xichen thought and put his xiao away. And lets see if we can make Wangji smile today.

It hasn’t happened yet, not since, well… But as a big brother, Lan Xichen would try and try and try. Whatever it took, he would do it to see his little brother smile again.

“Lan Yuan,” he said seriously an the child immediately sat straight, gazing at him with those innocent eyes. “Can you say 'Hanguang-Jun’?”

“Shit!”

Lan Wangji fell off his bed. Lan Xichen choked on a sip of tea but immediately ran to help his brother up, sputtering in a very ungentlemanly way.

Wei Wuxian, he thought, wavering between mortification and amusement, of course Wei Wuxian would-

oh.

There, on Wangji’s pale face, was the barest hint of a tremulous smile.