There was a slight fog to his thoughts, but he was invested in the story now. He barely remembered which girls were there that day. Maybe a handful from the Jin clan, one or two new Jiang recruits, but... none had said a word to him that day.
The next drink slides down the counter and Wei Wuxian's eyes flick to the name, narrowing slightly before picking up the glass. Corpse Reviver, it reads. It's almost enough to distract him from the conversation, but the suspense is too much. He's ready to bark out a laugh at the name, or a childish gasp, but instead he has to blink a couple of times to let it process.
Lan... Wangji?!
He has to set the glass down before so much as taking a sip, mouth slightly open, one finger extended as if to make a point he can't even find. He'd thought this Wei Wuxian was just making light of Lan Wangji earlier, that there was little truth to it, how could there be? But to think that someone as stoic and unmoved as Lan Zhan would do something so bold as to hold him down and kiss him?
"That- I- You can't-" he tries a few tongue-tied beginnings before sipping his drink, not even tasting it.
"Y-your Lan Wangji and mine must be very different people," he chokes out, setting the glass down half-empty. Lan Zhan got flustered by a little bit of erotic art! He had a crush on Mianmian! He'd even vomited blood just thinking that Wei Wuxian might strip in front of him!
no subject
The next drink slides down the counter and Wei Wuxian's eyes flick to the name, narrowing slightly before picking up the glass. Corpse Reviver, it reads. It's almost enough to distract him from the conversation, but the suspense is too much. He's ready to bark out a laugh at the name, or a childish gasp, but instead he has to blink a couple of times to let it process.
Lan... Wangji?!
He has to set the glass down before so much as taking a sip, mouth slightly open, one finger extended as if to make a point he can't even find. He'd thought this Wei Wuxian was just making light of Lan Wangji earlier, that there was little truth to it, how could there be? But to think that someone as stoic and unmoved as Lan Zhan would do something so bold as to hold him down and kiss him?
"That- I- You can't-" he tries a few tongue-tied beginnings before sipping his drink, not even tasting it.
"Y-your Lan Wangji and mine must be very different people," he chokes out, setting the glass down half-empty. Lan Zhan got flustered by a little bit of erotic art! He had a crush on Mianmian! He'd even vomited blood just thinking that Wei Wuxian might strip in front of him!