Wei Wuxian lets Lan Wangji get undressed, watching him with quiet admiration. He doesn't touch his own robes, staying completely dressed. As the man sets his aside and even takes the time to fold them, Wei Wuxian smiles is amusement.
"Lan Zhan..are you supposed to be so calm on your wedding night? Can't the laundry wait until later? It makes me feel like you don't want to do this. We will never be wearing these again so do you really have to treat them carefully?"
He's teasing him as he continues to admire everything about the man he married. Both of them have scars from their years. Lan Wangji's were often caused by him and the things he put the man through after his death. Wei Wuxian's were mostly caused by this place. But regardless, their bodies are their story. The lives they have led together and so Wei Wuxian loves every inch of him.
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"Lan Zhan..are you supposed to be so calm on your wedding night? Can't the laundry wait until later? It makes me feel like you don't want to do this. We will never be wearing these again so do you really have to treat them carefully?"
He's teasing him as he continues to admire everything about the man he married. Both of them have scars from their years. Lan Wangji's were often caused by him and the things he put the man through after his death. Wei Wuxian's were mostly caused by this place. But regardless, their bodies are their story. The lives they have led together and so Wei Wuxian loves every inch of him.