Wei Wuxian has never had the impeccable self-control of a Lan disciple. And Lan Zhan is so close. Surely, if it would only take half a step to reach his hand, just one brief touch to quiet the buzzing under his skin --

He sways forward on his feet, intent on pushing himself against Lan Zhan's palm --

and lets out a small, frustrated whine when Lan Zhan nimbly steps out of reach.

"Lan Zhan -- "