#XXC left while WWX was having a baby crisis

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if your still writing tonight, Double Happiness please? I need fluff if im to survive shattered mirrors ;-;;; thank you for saving my soul with your fics

Wei Wuxian leans against the trunk of the peach tree, his legs stretched out along the length of a low-hanging branch, and tips his head back to swallow a mouthful of wine. He sighs gustily afterwards, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and grins down at the approaching Xiao Xingchen.

“You can’t hide here forever you know,” Xiao Xingchen tells him. “Shijie will eventually find her way here.”

Wei Wuxian makes a face. 

“I’ll take whatever time I can get,” he says. “You don’t know how hard it’s been these past few weeks, Shishu. Just…constantly, everyday, ‘when’s the wedding?’, ‘how long have you been together?’, ‘when are you having children?’—I don’t even have the right parts for that, Shishu!”

Xiao Xingchen chuckles and shakes his head.

“If you’re really worried about that, there is a fish tribe living in the West Ocean that has cultivated a special skill for that purpose,” he says. “I’m sure if you asked very nicely, Zichen would be willing to introduce you. Their leader owes him a life debt.”

Wei Wuxian groans and slumps further along the tree branch, one hand over his face. Who wants to think about children? He’s too young to have children! There’s still so much he wants to see—not to mention, if he wants to ascend to High God before Lan Wangji, he wouldn’t have the time for children! 

An image of a tiny, baby version of Lan Wangji appears in his mind. Would he be born in human form, or hatched from an egg? The Qing Qiu Fox Tribe are always born as foxes, and only took human form around their first birthday, when they were old enough to have a semblance of control over their powers. He’d been the cutest kit in the history of their tribe. He’s sure Lan Wangji would have been the cutest baby dragon.

Would their child be a dragon or a fox? He’s not sure they can be both. Jin Ling, disappointingly, turned out to be a peacock like his father, but at least he’s cute and lovable and not at all like his father in personality. In any case, his and Lan Wangji’s future babies would be even cuter.

Wait.

“I’m not physically equipped to lay eggs!” he yells, sitting bolt upright.

“You won’t need to,” a familiar voice says. “We are born in human form.”

He must be drunk. Or having some sort of weird fever dream, because there’s no way Lan Wangji could have managed to find him here. He’d been careful about sneaking out! He hadn’t even told anyone! How does Lan Wangji keep finding him?

“Are you stalking me or something?” he mumbles, cheeks flushed with either embarrassment, or wine, or both. “I’m supposed to be good at hiding.”

“You are,” Lan Wangji assures him with a smile. “I’m just better at seeking.”

Wei Wuxian pouts and takes another swig from the jug.

“Are you here to drag me back to the Nine Heavens, Lan Zhan?” he asks. “Where’s Shishu?”

Lan Wangji shakes his head. “I’m here to keep you company. Xiao Xingchen-shangshen said to let you know he will be in his house if you need him.”

At this, Wei Wuxian perks up. He swings his legs over the branch and faces Lan Wangji, a wide smile spreading over his face.

“So I don’t have to go back?” he presses, just to confirm. Lan Wangji shakes his head again. He whoops, punching the air in his excitement. “Freedom!”

The motion disrupts his already precarious perch and he goes toppling forward off the branch, arms and legs flailing the in the air. Lan Wangji is there in one lightning-fast step, wrapping an arm firmly around his waist to hold him upright, their bodies pressed together from chest to knee as their feet touch down gently on the grass. The wine jug lays forgotten by their feet.

Wei Wuxian’s heart is beating too fast, he can hear it in his ears. It must be the shock of the fall, he thinks faintly. Or tries to, but it’s hard to think when he’s pressed up this close to Lan Wangji, with barely a breath of space between them. He can see the flecks of gold in Lan Wangji’s eyes, the way they darken slowly as they stare at each other, and feels himself falling.

“Wei Ying…” His eyes fall down to Lan Wangji’s lips, mesmerised by the way it shapes his name. “Wei Ying.”

It must be the wine. He must have taken the wrong wine from the storage room, otherwise he wouldn’t be feeling this lightheaded, this hot, after only three jugs. He feels the arms around him tighten, pulling him even closer, and he follows it blindly, closing his eyes and pressing their lips together.

Lan Wangji gasps against his lips and presses in closer, threading his fingers through Wei Wuxian’s hair and angling their heads for better access. He moans at the first, hesitant brush of Lan Wangji’s tongue against his lips, and parts them for him. He feels, rather than hears, Lan Wangji’s responding moan, low and deep in his chest; it’s a heady feeling, knowing he has this effect on Lan Wangji.

They eventually break apart for air, but Lan Wangji is loathe to let him go too far, the hand in his hair holding him firm as they pant against each other’s mouths.

Lan Zhan is really beautiful like this, Wei Wuxian thinks hazily. He traces the light flush across those perfect cheekbones with his fingers. And only I will ever get to see him like this.

Except, he won’t. Because they’re not engaged, not getting married, not even together. Not really. This is all for show.

The thought crashes over him like an ice-cold wave, chasing away the lust-fuelled haze that had settled over his mind like a thick blanket. He gasps and pulls away more forcefully, struggling against Lan Wangji’s grip.

“Wei Ying?” Lan Wangji asks, startled. “Wei Ying, what’s wrong?”

“I-I need to go,” Wei Wuxian says in a panic. He feels it bubbling up from his chest, into his throat, and gasps again. “Lan Zhan, we shouldn’t—we shouldn’t be doing this.”

Lan Wangji relents. As soon as his grip loosens enough, Wei Wuxian reverts back to his original form in a puff of smoke, and disappears through the trees.

// buy me a ko-fi //

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