[pfsb] happy halloween!

[acrookedpath]

It's that time of year again.

The inn is bustling. All manner of strange outfits have been donned (some more willingly than others). Lanterns flicker ominously in the corners, pumpkins stand sentry at either end of the bar, and every order comes complete with a handful of wrapped candies.

And -- if you're Wei Wuxian -- Madam Bar has also gifted you with an enormous array of tiny cakes, each one with a little candle stuck in its center. His second birthday at the inn has arrived, and he could not be more pleased.

(He's also wearing a red T-shirt that reads, simply, I'M THE CHAOS. Just like last year, he has set his mild confusion aside in favor of delight at the bounty Madam Bar has given him.)

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[lotus_sister]

Jiang Yanli gives him a teasing smile, picks up one of the little cakes, and holds it to his lips.

[acrookedpath]

He breaks into another tiny laugh. Quickly, he bites into the cupcake, and wipes away the frosting that catches on his upper lip as he chews.

[lotus_sister]

Her own laughter ripples out like bells as she uses the side of her thumb to clean away a bit of frosting that he missed.

"You haven't changed a bit."

[acrookedpath]

He has to blink, hard, at the sound of her laugh, lest his eyes start welling up again.

"I haven't?" he asks lightly.

[lotus_sister]

She wrinkles her nose at him. "Oh, I suppose some things have changed, but no, not really. Not in any way that really matters."

[acrookedpath]

He was so weary when he arrived at the inn. He still had not fully righted himself before Lan Zhan turned up, plucking out Inquiry in the common room with all his hopes cradled in his fingertips. If Wei Wuxian has found balance again, enough to be recognized by his sister as more than a madman or an instrument of death --

Much of that is Lan Zhan's doing, he thinks.

Wordlessly, he reaches for her free hand again, squeezing her fingers tight.

[lotus_sister]

She squeezes his hand, smiling at him.

"Now, tell your shijie," she coaxes. "Are you planning any other birthday celebrations?"

[acrookedpath]

He chuckles, the sound wobbly once more. "Lan Zhan has something in mind, I am certain," he says, quickly wiping his eyes with a fingertip. "But he has kept it a surprise. Last year I shared cakes and drinks with everyone -- there was a special wine Lady Ingress gave me, though I doubt I will drink it again tonight."

Especially not with his shijie here. He wants to remember every moment of this night.

[lotus_sister]

"He had better!" she teases. "Or I will have to scold him."

[acrookedpath]

Wei Wuxian bursts into a laugh, far louder than before.

"You never have to worry about that, shijie," he says. "Lan Zhan takes very good care of me."

[lotus_sister]

"I am sure he does," she teases him. "Remember when he came to play for you, after Wen Ruohan was defeated?"

[acrookedpath]

"I remember you telling me of it," he says. "Even if I was not in much of a state to remember it myself."

[lotus_sister]

"Mm-hm," she says, mischief bright in her eyes. "I spoke with him then."

[acrookedpath]

He knows that look. Wei Wuxian gapes.

Mock-scandalized: "What did you say?"

[lotus_sister]

"How much I appreciated Hanguang-jun's care and concern," Jiang Yanli says, smoothly. "And how important A-Xian was to me."

[acrookedpath]

Desperately, Wei Wuxian tries not to sputter. It is far too easy to imagine the bland cheer on his sister's face, and the infinitesimal panic on Lan Zhan's.

"Well," he manages, "you know I am always glad to hear I am important to my shijie. And Lan Zhan deserves many thanks for his help."

[lotus_sister]

"He cares for you very much." She reaches to take both of A-Xian's hands between hers, and smiles warmly at him. "I am glad you have found someone who speaks to your heart."

[acrookedpath]

His own smile softens -- and ah, there is such love in that smile.

"I wish I had not been so oblivious to my affections, and to his, while I was alive," he admits. "But we have found each other. That is what matters."

[lotus_sister]

"You weren't ready then." They should have had more time, she thinks, but doesn't say. They should all have had more time. "I'm glad you have each other now."

[acrookedpath]

"So am I."

Very soft.

"I did not think it possible to be so happy, after -- everything. I do miss our home. I miss traveling at a whim. But Lan Zhan... he is my home now."

[lotus_sister]

She squeezes his fingers, then lets go and leans in to hug him instead.

"I'm so, so happy for you, A-Xian."

[acrookedpath]

Lan Zhan is his home now, as a grown man, but Jiang Yanli's embrace is his home as a child: an uncomplicated peace and acceptance that erases all the in-between years of pain. He sniffles a little as he hugs her back, as firm as he dares.

"I should show you around the inn," he says when he finally lets go. "You have not seen much of it yet! Only our room, and a little of the outdoors."

[lotus_sister]

"I'd like that," she admits, smiling at him. "I would like to know the place where you live now."

[acrookedpath]

"Then here -- "

Catching her hand, he hops from the barstool, gently tugging her along. "Where should we go first? There are stables outside, and an archery range -- oh, and a warren of rabbits in the forest! And in here there is the library, the garage, the House of Arch if we can ask Tom-gongzi's permission, or you could see what I am working on in our room -- "

[lotus_sister]

Jiang Yanli laughs, bright as a ringing bell, and lets him pull her along. "We can see it all," she promises. "Show me what you would like me to see most, first."