Unfortunately, while Wei Ying sleeps like a rock, Lan Wangji sleeps like a baby, which means he's blinking awake in a second, roused from his slumber, having not realized he's holding Wei Ying in his arms.
Oh Gods in Heaven, Eight Immortals and Nüwa's Stones, he has Wei Ying in his arms.
"Sorry, I--" he starts, and has a bit of a panic as he starts to sit up, but then accidentally headbutts Wei Ying in his rush. His own head is not too damaged, but the area around the metallic piece of the headband smarts a tiny bit.
He reaches up to the matching slightly red mark on Wei Ying's forehead as if willing it to leave.
Well, on the bright side, now at least they both know why Wei Ying hadn't been invited into Lan Wangji's bed before and now there won't be any hard feelings once he tells Lan Wangji he'd rather never been invited back into it.
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Oh Gods in Heaven, Eight Immortals and Nüwa's Stones, he has Wei Ying in his arms.
"Sorry, I--" he starts, and has a bit of a panic as he starts to sit up, but then accidentally headbutts Wei Ying in his rush. His own head is not too damaged, but the area around the metallic piece of the headband smarts a tiny bit.
He reaches up to the matching slightly red mark on Wei Ying's forehead as if willing it to leave.
Well, on the bright side, now at least they both know why Wei Ying hadn't been invited into Lan Wangji's bed before and now there won't be any hard feelings once he tells Lan Wangji he'd rather never been invited back into it.