He exhales. The breath trembles, stirring a few strands of hair that have fallen in front of his face.
He can picture the bright glow of Lan Zhan's energy rippling with the music; the warmth of his golden core heating them both, gentle as a hearth. Faintly, Wei Wuxian can feel the vibration of Lan Zhan's song where they rest against each other. The sound eases out the frantic hum in his chest. He does not have to worry here. He can just -- be.
He'll have to tell him. Soon. He cannot keep stealing this comfort when Lan Zhan does not know what he truly offers.
But if Lan Zhan turns away from him once he does know, at least Wei Wuxian will have this memory to keep him warm.
He does not sleep -- not truly. But here and there, as the night stretches toward morning, he drowses against Lan Zhan's shoulder, comforted.
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He can picture the bright glow of Lan Zhan's energy rippling with the music; the warmth of his golden core heating them both, gentle as a hearth. Faintly, Wei Wuxian can feel the vibration of Lan Zhan's song where they rest against each other. The sound eases out the frantic hum in his chest. He does not have to worry here. He can just -- be.
He'll have to tell him. Soon. He cannot keep stealing this comfort when Lan Zhan does not know what he truly offers.
But if Lan Zhan turns away from him once he does know, at least Wei Wuxian will have this memory to keep him warm.
He does not sleep -- not truly. But here and there, as the night stretches toward morning, he drowses against Lan Zhan's shoulder, comforted.