"I'm not clean," he replies, moving his arm underneath of the tap to wash off the stench of roses and vanilla, trying to forget how Wei Ying just looked reaching out to him, hand so close to his cheek, eyes pinned on him and looking so gorgeous and so desirous -
- He really needed this cold blast of water. Once he's finally calmed down, he shuts off the tap and grabs a big fluffy towel to sling around Wei Ying's shoulders, to warm him up and dry him off.
He moves the towel off a tiny bit if only to kiss Wei Ying's forehead to try and placate him. "Is your question answered?" he asks, about the oils. Clearly they work. Way too well. Though to be fair, they have an unfair advantage considering that Lan Wangji already wants Wei Ying twenty four hours a day.
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- He really needed this cold blast of water. Once he's finally calmed down, he shuts off the tap and grabs a big fluffy towel to sling around Wei Ying's shoulders, to warm him up and dry him off.
He moves the towel off a tiny bit if only to kiss Wei Ying's forehead to try and placate him. "Is your question answered?" he asks, about the oils. Clearly they work. Way too well. Though to be fair, they have an unfair advantage considering that Lan Wangji already wants Wei Ying twenty four hours a day.