billowing: (瓢弃尊无绿 | discarded ladle lacking green)
蓝忘机 ʟᴀɴ ᴡᴀɴɢᴊɪ ☁️ 蓝湛 ʟᴀɴ ᴢʜᴀɴ ([personal profile] billowing) wrote in [community profile] angryhearts 2020-06-19 09:51 pm (UTC)

Lan Wangji nods and looks after him, resolving not to move from this spot even if he doesn't need to sleep.

Even closing his eyes and meditating silently while lying down, he does drift off, slowly like ice melting in spring, listening to the soft sounds of Wei Ying's breaths, his whole body tired from the stress of the last twenty four hours, overtaking his clear understanding that he doesn't need to sleep.

Curiously, while he is sleeping, he is unconsciously drawn to Wei Ying, even though it is so warm already that he didn't even put a blanket on over himself. He hadn't realized that he'd do this, somehow thinking the last nap he'd taken was a fluke.

He dreams of rabbits, of being buried under dozens and dozens of soft, fluffy gray rabbits, softly shifting against him, curiously poking their furry little noses underneath his chin. He dreams he reaches out and feels the velvet of one's ear. And in the dream, he is smiling. Not just one of his little smiles, but wide, showing a string of teeth and half-moon eyes. He laughs in this dream, and it's a foreign sound to himself.

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