#but also maybe he'd blame it on gas or a trick of light

[mamoonde]

prompt: shizun wwx with pouty yet protective disciple lwj

Lan Zhan already has Bichen half-unsheathed before his shizun's familiar black robes billow in front of him; ahead, the disrespectful old man gets away.

"Zhanzhan aren't you old enough to know better by now? And what's with that pouting about, huh?"

Not even his shizun's warm hand ruffling his hair eases his pout frown.

"He was insulting shizun; that is unacceptable." Lan Zhan looks at his shizun right in the eyes; it pleases him that he no longer has to look up. "Shizun is good and deserves respect, always."