angryhearts | January Open Post

January Open Post

WHO: Open to All

WHAT: Just a January Open Post, Lan Wangjis Birthday, Whatever you want

WHEN: Open to the Whole Month - New Years, Birthday, etc

WHERE: Anywhere in the hotel

NOTES: Warnings in threads. Just an open post to give us a little something to do i January

The New Year arrives and even if there is no way for them to really tell time, just keeping track of days and a few conversations with staff helps them pinpoint when it happens. Not that anyone can tell what the year is, but at least people can welcome the start of a new year in this place.

Care to celebrate the new year? Find a supply of noisemakers or hats in one of the shops and create your own new year traditions. Might as well celebrate the fact that the hotel hasn't tried to mess with anyone lately!

And with the new year also brings January birthdays! Lan Wangji (both of them) are born during this month and so a dining hall has been set up with streamers and decorations. As well as cakes and desserts for everyone to enjoy. A special (slightly boring) meal of fruits and vegetables has been laid out as the day's specialty.

Have another January birthday you want to celebrate? Have another reason to be out and exploring? Feel free to top level with your own ideas and let's have the characters enjoy their time together.

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"Mm...that is true. And if you really want to fully celebrate your birthday then it would be sad if I fell asleep too quickly."

Because he is sure the man won't be satisfied with simply telling stories and talking for the night.

"It's my favorite song...because everytime I sing it, I think of you and only you."

He thinks he wouldn't go to sleep. He starts humming and singing the lyrics. The song is so sweet and romantic.

Wei Wuxian closes his eyes as he listens, enjoying the sound before he starts to sing along with him. Although he has mostly played the song and not really sung it, he still knows the words.

It makes him happy to see his husband memorized the song so well, the tune, the notes, and the words. When he finished the song, he feels peaceful but still lonely and in that loneliness, his husband occupies completely in his heart. How he wishes they're back home in their jingshi together.

"That's good singing, Wei Ying. You remember."

"Of course I remember, Lan Zhan. I'll never forget it." He may forget a lot of other things and his youth is little more then a blur at times, but that song is imprinted on his soul. He carried it with him from one lifetime into the next and he will continue to carry it for eternity.

He slowly loosens his embrace around him, cups his face, and looking at him lovingly in his eyes.

"Are you sleepy yet or should I tell more stories?"

He smiles up at him, "You know I don't get tired this early. I'll listen to as many stories as you want to tell."

"All right." He wraps his arms around him in a hug and places his head on his shoulders.

"I know a few that I read from books." He's going to tell him stories. Fairy tales with prince and princess. Myths about gods and immortals. Of heroes that does glorious and impressive feats. Fables with animals in them and weaving stories of their lives in the forest.

He must have lost track of time and hours telling him stories. There is no time in Wonderland. Just an eternal twilight on the outside of the hotel.

"Are you sleepy not?"

He listens to the stories quietly, occasionally asking a question about a part of the stories or some of the characters. He doesn't mind that the stories go on for a long time. When he finishes, he tilts his head slightly to look up at him.

"You're the one doing all the work with telling the stories, Lan Zhan. Are you sleepy?"

He answers his questions about the plot and the characters, and even make up some scenes. During that time, they forget they're residents of the hotel. He puts the books aside and assembles them in a neat tower on the bedside table.

"No, not yet. But looking at the time, I must say that it's time to make you your dinner and then have our shower." As hours have passed since then. "You can take a nap if you want to. It will take me some time to cook."

"You're going to do the cooking on your birthday while I sleep? That doesn't seem very fair to you." But they both know that if Wei Wuxian cooked anything it would be a disaster that Lan wangji would not eat.

He does sit up so that the man can shift or adjust his position if he wants to since they have been laying there for quite some time.

"It's fine. I always cook, so I don't mind it. I'll cook your favorites which is pork rib with lotus stew. I'll make it spicy for you."

He got out of bed to go to the kitchen. As he stands at the counter, he brings out the ingredients to get ready to cook which will take two hours to make the soup to boil the ingredients and boiling rice.

"You should be having your favorite food on your birthday, not mine." He smiles as he flops back down on the bed. Since it will be awhile he doesn't see any reason not to take advantage of the warm bed and a nice nap.

"Wei Ying, I eat vegetarian dishes for most of my life. Ever since I married you, I learned to eat meat. And anyway, anything Wei Ying eats, I eat from the same dish."

Food tends to be organized by the plates, meat goes on one plate, vegetables on another, and picks up by chopstick. As Wei Ying can see as Lan Wangji cooks and sets up their dinner on the table.

"Come eat with me, Wei Ying."

He crawls out of bed and waddles over to the table, plopping down at it as he blinks away the sleepiness that entered his eyes as he napped off an on during the cooking process.

"Smells good." Probably looks good to once he can finally focus his eyesight.

He smiles softly. "I always work on perfecting the recipe." Knowing his sister was here previously and long gone, he always tries what is best for his husband. He sits at the table, take a few moments to whisper a prayer of thanks and gratitude, "Wei Ying, let's eat."

Dinner is quiet as he doesn't usually speak during eating, but he always listens if Wei Ying felt like talking during meals.

He stays fairly quiet during dinner but he can't help himself. He still finds things to talk about even if he doesn't expect Lan Wangji to respond to him. He is just too used to talking during meals to just be able to stop. So one sided conversations have become fairly normal. He knows that the other man listens though even if he doesn't always contribute and that is all he cares about.

When he finishes he sets the utensils down and sighs contently. "It tasted good too, Lan Zhan."

He happily listens to whatever is on Wei Ying's mind, whether it's big or small. He does respond, with a nodding of his head or giving counsel, so the conversation isn't quite one-sided.

"Do you enjoy it? I make sure it's quite meaty and hearty and full of flavor." He picks up the plates, bowls, and utensils to wash by the sink.

"Get undressed, it's time for your shower."

"Mm...I enjoyed it a lot."

He pushes himself up and starts to undo his robes, leaving a rail behind him as he goes into the bathroom. But then he remembers that he shouldn't make such a mess since this is Lan Wangji's birthday and he should try to keep things organized. So he comes back out, collecting those pieces and carries them all into the bathroom. Then they become a pile in there as he finishes getting undressed.

He's happy to hear that, that his belly is full. Once he finished his errand, he undresses and puts his robes in the same pile. The man is always neat and tidy, but he never scolds Wei Ying if he forgets.

He comes in with the towels hang on the rack, with his long hair tied up with a shower cap, and joins him in the shower stall.

"Wei Ying, here." He helps him tying up his long hair as well, putting a shower cap over and turns on the hot water to get started.

He wrinkles his nose as he places the shower cap on his head. He has so much hair that it always feels strange when he wears this thing. But at least he won't have to spend all night with wet hair.

He waits for the water to heat up a little before climbing in and under it, leaving room for Lan Wangji to join him.

He laughs softly, knowing he's resisting and fussing. His hair has grown long and becomes difficult to care for it, but he enjoys helping him. The water faucet was turned and the hot water begins to pour.

He joins him and helps him relax by helping wash his body, making a lather, taking pleasure in caring for him. Long ago, he didn't like Wei Ying sharing a spring in the same space as him.

Showering and bathing together has become a pleasant and common occurrence for them. The times when Lan Wangji wouldn't let him be anywhere close to him is a distant memory. He will help to wash the other man, taking turns for them to wash each other.

Once he finishes he leans up and places a kiss on Lan Wangj's cheek. He smiles at him, "You taste clean, Lan Zhan."

When it's his turn, Lan Wangji stood still, allowing him to wash him, and he felt an appreciative pleasure from having his turn. The man loves being clean and tidy, coming from a sect that places utmost importance on cleanliness.

Lan Wangji kisses him back on the cheek. "You too." When the shower is done, he helps dry him up with a towel and helps him puts on his night-robe. "Help you get dressed for bedtime. Put it on."

As soon as the water is off, that wretched hair cover gets yanked off his head and tossed aside. No longer the heavy weight of hair is on his head as it gets to fall down his back again. He pulls on the night robe and feels all wrapped up and cozy in it.

Making sure he isn't going to track any water into the bedroom, he finishes drying off and then also tosses the towel aside before taking Lan Wangji's hand to pull him into the bedroom when he is ready as well.

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