( lan wangjiโs space is wei wuxianโs space. gone is the boy who once detested touch, starved for it now, though only for one in particular. he does wonder, sometimes, if he ever truly despised him. if he truly wished him gone from his vicinity, from his life. the answer always stings, because he knows he never did. no matter how hard he tried to convince himself, terrified, overwhelmed. he doesnโt know how not to love wei wuxian, and the empty wish of a frightened child ultimately did take him away.
so he never cowers now, when wei wuxian inches closer. itโs not the only reason why--he has plenty of those, like this new easy thing between them. but itโs fragile. the ground beneath his feet is nowhere near solid yet, and wei wuxianโs grin is a threat he barely manages to survive. only the mention of gusu sobers him up. somewhat. itโs never been good enough for wei wuxian, not even sometimes. but he takes the joke for what it is as his sleeve brushes against wei wuxianโs arm, the hint of warmth and solidness there tightening the knot in his stomach. )
No need. ( for proof. or even to try and deny, because... ) No one would believe me. ( heโs not entirely sure he believes him, either, knowing how wei wuxian fared in cloud recesses, but he doesnโt let the pressure in his chest swell too dense, focusing instead on his presence by his side, walking in the same direction. )
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so he never cowers now, when wei wuxian inches closer. itโs not the only reason why--he has plenty of those, like this new easy thing between them. but itโs fragile. the ground beneath his feet is nowhere near solid yet, and wei wuxianโs grin is a threat he barely manages to survive. only the mention of gusu sobers him up. somewhat. itโs never been good enough for wei wuxian, not even sometimes. but he takes the joke for what it is as his sleeve brushes against wei wuxianโs arm, the hint of warmth and solidness there tightening the knot in his stomach. )
No need. ( for proof. or even to try and deny, because... ) No one would believe me. ( heโs not entirely sure he believes him, either, knowing how wei wuxian fared in cloud recesses, but he doesnโt let the pressure in his chest swell too dense, focusing instead on his presence by his side, walking in the same direction. )