He's aware of being watched but it doesn't affect his normal routine, collecting the dishes when they're both done to go clean up the kitchen and then he's heading into the bathroom to draw a bath. Wei Ying will get what he wants, but there's something else that needs to happen first.
Join me. It's not exactly a request, Wangji testing the water temperature as he waits for the tub to fill.
Wei Ying follows him into the bathroom. He glances between Lan Zhan and the tub curiously and smiles.
"Oh? You wanna bathe together first?"
He'd taken a shower just before bed himself but he doesn't mind starting out the day with a bath, too. It's a pretty romantic idea, he thinks, and one he's perfectly happy to indulge. Wei Ying hugs his lover from behind, nuzzling his shoulder a bit.
He turns, catching Wei Ying in a kiss, letting it turn demanding once the other man relaxes into his, one hand sliding into his hair. We have class later. And he has work to do before class, but this much, he can permit himself now.
And then he's turning to stop filling the tub, pulling away to settle in the water once he's undressed.
The kiss leaves his breathless, his heart racing. He knows Lan Zhan's right. They shouldn't miss class but oh, will concentrating on his lectures be difficult. He takes off his boxers, leaving them on the floor, and climbs into the tub with him, sitting down betweeen Lan Zhan's legs.
He settles back against Lan Zhan, head reclining against his shoulder. It's a new experience yet somehow it feels completely natural and ordinary, too. His eyes drift half-closed as he just rests.
Hands smooth over his skin slowly, Wangji pressing a kiss to his temple before he's collecting a cloth to start bathing him, running the cloth slowly over every inch of skin he can reach, just letting Wei Ying all but fall asleep against him while he tends to the other man.
And then rinses him carefully, letting his head rest back against the tub.
The change is cozier than Wei Ying expected it would be, somehow. He could easily fall asleep right here, cuddled up to Lan Zhan like this, and it's a more pleasant thought that he expected it would be. Wei Ying's never thought himself to be particularly domestic or inclined to settle down with anyone. He seldom plans for tomorrow, much less thinks about any further than that.
But he could get used to this, he thinks. Maybe. Sleeping over and waking up next to Lan Zhan, having breakfast and quiet, soothing moments in the tub. And Wei Ying knows that it's far too early in the relationship for him to start thinking about things like that. They haven't even gone on an actual date yet!
After a bit, Wei Ying starts to sit up a bit, reaching for the cloth and starts slowly bathing Lan Zhan with it.
"You know, we should go out soon. Like on a date. We haven't been on one yet," he says, sounding slightly drowsy.
Or at least, not one that Wei Ying's properly recognized as a date.
After a little shifting around to get in a better position, Wei Ying takes his time passing the cloth over Lan Zhan's skin, starting with his face and neck then moving down to his shoulders and chest. He smiles softly, the look in his eyes more tender than he realizes as he gently scrubs him down.
"What kind of dinner? Where would you like to go?"
He hums contentedly, washing his way down Lan Zhan's torso, making sure to clean every inch, including his sides and armpits. While he works, Wei Ying leans in and starts kissing lightly along his lover's jaw and neck.
"Too spicy for you? You might be able to order something mild..."
Wei Ying returns the kiss, abandoning the washcloth for the moment in favor of lazily wrapping his arms around Lan Zhan's neck. After drawing it out for as long as possible, he breaks it to catch his breath.
"We still have time before class if you wanna go back to bed for a little while," he murmurs, his smile widening. "Just for a little bit."
"You're the one who wanted me naked in the bath with you, remember?"
His tone's teasing and affectionate. Wei Ying chuckles at the bite, just hugging Lan Zhan briefly before he gets out of the tub. Once he grabs a towel for himself, along with another for Lan Zhan, and starts drying himself off.
"We don't have to do anything right now. I was just thinking the bed has more room to stretch out and get comfortable."
He'd genuinely be satisfied with just cuddling on the bed until it's time to go to class.
...I want to. No blindfolds, no extras, just you and me. He's out and drying off as well before wrapping arms around Wei Ying to pull him back against his chest, mouth finding a spot on his neck.
Unless you need the rest, that is. Then we can wait.
He leans into Lan Zhan, reaching up to stroke his cheek. Simple's good, too, he thinks. Lan Zhan, himself, is the most important component as far as he's concerned.
The touch has him closing his eyes, breath catching for a moment before he's turning Wei Ying to kiss him again, this one more demanding, hands dropping to cup his ass as he deepens the kiss.
And then he's just picking him up, carrying him to the bedroom and dropping him on the bed before Wangji's pinning him there, mouth on his again, hands sliding down his sides.
It's kind of fun being picked up and carried around like this, honestly. Is this how a bride feels? He smiles at the thought, chuckling when Lan Zhan drops him in on the bed. His joyful laughter is quickly muffled when Lan Zhan's mouth claims his again. He kisses him back, shivering in anticipation as his lover runs his hands over his body, more certain by the second that he never wants anyone else's hands on him on like this.
I want you. I want this to last.
The thoughts aren't consciously directed at Lan Zhan's but they ring loud and clear on the surface of his mind.
All that matters now is the way Wei Ying feels under his hands, the words hitting Wangji almost as soon as the thought hits Wei Ying's mind and the sound he makes is low, a rough exhalation of air that's somewhere close to a soft growl. But he hears it loud and clear and if that's what Wei Ying wants?
That's what he's going to get.
Wangji trails kisses along his neck, sucking marks on the skin. fingers finding his hips, holding him down as he works his way down Wei Ying's body.
Wei Ying loves it when Lan Zhan holds him down like this. The feelings of security and simply being desired still feel intoxicating and each of those kisses and marks reinforce them. He closes his eyes, concentrating intently on soft warmth and pressure of those lips as he runs his fingers through Lan Zhan's hair, down over his neck, and across his shoulders.
He murmurs his lover's name, followed by a content sigh.
The day had passed like a normal day, classes, time at the library and then coming back to the apartment,letting himself in so he can slip into the shower and dress before Wei Wuxian finds his way home.
Even if he doesn't consider it home yet. Still, he doesn't waste much time in the shower, drying his hair before he's moving to dress, his clothing already laid out on the bed. He doesn't move yet,eyeing the clothing for a long moment before he reaches for the pants, dark gray slacks that he steps into and fastens before he's pulling on the shirt.
Well, sweater, technically. It'd been a gift from Xichen, something he'd had help picking out because his brother wasn't all that known for his taste in clothing, although Wangji wasn't much better. He generally preferred monochrome, but for this, maybe a little color would be a better idea.
So there was the sweater. Nothing even that interesting but he's still eyeing it before he finally moves to hang it back in the closet and pull out a simple black turtleneck, tugging it on over his head. Then it's just shoes and making sure his hair's neat.
It's not quite home yet but Lan Zhan's place is certainly Wei Ying's refuge away from home and that's nothing to dismiss. It's rare that anyone becomes that sort of anchor for him at all. So after Wei Ying's finished with classes and stopped to socialize with some of his schoolfriends he'd blown off the night before to go study. They'd been quick to pick up on the reason way; the fresh bite marks and hickeys all over his neck weren't exactly subtle. Much to Wei Ying's shock, they'd even accurately guessed who'd given them to him!
He was still puzzling over it by the time he made it back to his dorm room to change into some black jeans and a red button down shirt. After repainting his nails in glittery black nail polish and putting on a little eyeliner and lipgloss, he's out the door again.
Wei Ying shows up on Lan Zhan's doorstep a short while later with a freshly packed overnight bag, just in case. He knocks on the door and waits.
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Join me. It's not exactly a request, Wangji testing the water temperature as he waits for the tub to fill.
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"Oh? You wanna bathe together first?"
He'd taken a shower just before bed himself but he doesn't mind starting out the day with a bath, too. It's a pretty romantic idea, he thinks, and one he's perfectly happy to indulge. Wei Ying hugs his lover from behind, nuzzling his shoulder a bit.
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And then he's turning to stop filling the tub, pulling away to settle in the water once he's undressed.
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He settles back against Lan Zhan, head reclining against his shoulder. It's a new experience yet somehow it feels completely natural and ordinary, too. His eyes drift half-closed as he just rests.
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And then rinses him carefully, letting his head rest back against the tub.
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But he could get used to this, he thinks. Maybe. Sleeping over and waking up next to Lan Zhan, having breakfast and quiet, soothing moments in the tub. And Wei Ying knows that it's far too early in the relationship for him to start thinking about things like that. They haven't even gone on an actual date yet!
After a bit, Wei Ying starts to sit up a bit, reaching for the cloth and starts slowly bathing Lan Zhan with it.
"You know, we should go out soon. Like on a date. We haven't been on one yet," he says, sounding slightly drowsy.
Or at least, not one that Wei Ying's properly recognized as a date.
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Dinner tonight.
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"What kind of dinner? Where would you like to go?"
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He hums contentedly, washing his way down Lan Zhan's torso, making sure to clean every inch, including his sides and armpits. While he works, Wei Ying leans in and starts kissing lightly along his lover's jaw and neck.
"Too spicy for you? You might be able to order something mild..."
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Most places have nonspicy options anyway.
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"We still have time before class if you wanna go back to bed for a little while," he murmurs, his smile widening. "Just for a little bit."
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Dry off and we'll go back to bed for a little while, I'll give you what you want but the other stuff has to wait until tonight.
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His tone's teasing and affectionate. Wei Ying chuckles at the bite, just hugging Lan Zhan briefly before he gets out of the tub. Once he grabs a towel for himself, along with another for Lan Zhan, and starts drying himself off.
"We don't have to do anything right now. I was just thinking the bed has more room to stretch out and get comfortable."
He'd genuinely be satisfied with just cuddling on the bed until it's time to go to class.
"I can wait until tonight."
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Unless you need the rest, that is. Then we can wait.
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He leans into Lan Zhan, reaching up to stroke his cheek. Simple's good, too, he thinks. Lan Zhan, himself, is the most important component as far as he's concerned.
"Let's go, then. Just the two of us sounds nice."
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And then he's just picking him up, carrying him to the bedroom and dropping him on the bed before Wangji's pinning him there, mouth on his again, hands sliding down his sides.
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I want you. I want this to last.
The thoughts aren't consciously directed at Lan Zhan's but they ring loud and clear on the surface of his mind.
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That's what he's going to get.
Wangji trails kisses along his neck, sucking marks on the skin. fingers finding his hips, holding him down as he works his way down Wei Ying's body.
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He murmurs his lover's name, followed by a content sigh.
Later that day/early evening.
Even if he doesn't consider it home yet. Still, he doesn't waste much time in the shower, drying his hair before he's moving to dress, his clothing already laid out on the bed. He doesn't move yet,eyeing the clothing for a long moment before he reaches for the pants, dark gray slacks that he steps into and fastens before he's pulling on the shirt.
Well, sweater, technically. It'd been a gift from Xichen, something he'd had help picking out because his brother wasn't all that known for his taste in clothing, although Wangji wasn't much better. He generally preferred monochrome, but for this, maybe a little color would be a better idea.
So there was the sweater. Nothing even that interesting but he's still eyeing it before he finally moves to hang it back in the closet and pull out a simple black turtleneck, tugging it on over his head. Then it's just shoes and making sure his hair's neat.
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He was still puzzling over it by the time he made it back to his dorm room to change into some black jeans and a red button down shirt. After repainting his nails in glittery black nail polish and putting on a little eyeliner and lipgloss, he's out the door again.
Wei Ying shows up on Lan Zhan's doorstep a short while later with a freshly packed overnight bag, just in case. He knocks on the door and waits.