When the kiss breaks, Lan Wangji simply smiles back against his lips, looking into his eyes and see himself in them.

"I want more too...I want Wei Ying." He shuts off the karaoke machine and carelessly drops the mic. He cups his face and kisses him back some more, lost and distracted, but happily so as if Wei Ying beckons him in a sweet dream and he surrenders himself to him.