He follows along, helping clean up the mess of the targets they've made as he mulls over a proper request. Even though this Lan Zhan isn't talking about him, it's hard not to feel a bit flushed when he praises his Wei Wuxian like that.
"I hope you tell him that," he grins, "if he's anything like me, he'll want to hear it as much as possible."
This Wei Wuxian, on the other hand, had struggled enough just to be certain that the Lan Zhan from his world was really in love with him, and not just... feeling as if he had to look after him, because he was a handy duplicate. He didn't have the same memories, hadn't shared the same experiences, it was a difficult hurdle to overcome. But hearing from his soul-twin, and hearing this Lan Wangji talk about him, it was clear, even to his outside perspective that their feelings were true.
"Ah... that's right, that's right," he drums his fingers, and because he can't take anything at all seriously, says, "Lan Zhan has to... call me Wei-gege. For the rest of the day."
He'd only heard it once before, when Lan Wangji was too drunk to remember, but he'd been amused then, and he'd certainly be amused by it now, he thought.
Maybe it was only his imagination, but hearing Lan Zhan phrase it that way, what I want from you, it feels like their little game takes on a slightly different meaning.
"You can ask, we agreed on it! What's Lan Zhan's request?" he tilts his head. What will it be? More art maybe? Drinks at the pool? He's curious now, and it shows easily in his expression.
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"I hope you tell him that," he grins, "if he's anything like me, he'll want to hear it as much as possible."
This Wei Wuxian, on the other hand, had struggled enough just to be certain that the Lan Zhan from his world was really in love with him, and not just... feeling as if he had to look after him, because he was a handy duplicate. He didn't have the same memories, hadn't shared the same experiences, it was a difficult hurdle to overcome. But hearing from his soul-twin, and hearing this Lan Wangji talk about him, it was clear, even to his outside perspective that their feelings were true.
"Ah... that's right, that's right," he drums his fingers, and because he can't take anything at all seriously, says, "Lan Zhan has to... call me Wei-gege. For the rest of the day."
He'd only heard it once before, when Lan Wangji was too drunk to remember, but he'd been amused then, and he'd certainly be amused by it now, he thought.
Maybe it was only his imagination, but hearing Lan Zhan phrase it that way, what I want from you, it feels like their little game takes on a slightly different meaning.
"You can ask, we agreed on it! What's Lan Zhan's request?" he tilts his head. What will it be? More art maybe? Drinks at the pool? He's curious now, and it shows easily in his expression.