FANDOM: Mo Dao Zu Shi
PAIRING: Lan WangJi / Wei WuXian
NOTE: Modern AU; Professor Lan Zhan (30) x Ice-Cream Man Wei Ying (22).
A/N: Daily update until the end of the story. Around one week of continuous updates.
It makes no sense for a handsome, intelligent man like Wei WuXian to be selling ice-cream in front of the university, under horrible weathers. It piques Lan WangJi’s curiosity.
Wei WuXian ended up hugging him to sleep for the entire night.
While he, well, ended up staring at the ceiling, unable and not wanting to move, for the rest of the night.
The two words Wei WuXian murmured in his sleep gave him such a tremendous impact it’s like he was slapped multiple times on the face, or like an ice bucket of water had been poured onto his head.
Despite not sleeping for the whole night, he was now very much awake; so awake that he can’t see himself sleeping at all.
Besides, not sleeping had its own benefits too.
For one, he can stare at Wei WuXian’s sleeping face, just inches away from his own face, as much as he wanted without fearing that Wei WuXian would catch him in the act. It seemed like Wei WuXian was a heavy sleeper. Once he managed to fall asleep, he’d sleep deeply and for a very long time. As long as no one interrupted his sleep, he’s not one to wake all of a sudden either.
For another, surprisingly, with Wei WuXian by his side, it’d helped him to think better than when he’s not. There were questions he needed answers too. But he never knew how he should break it to Wei WuXian. They were probably awkward questions, weird too.
Why would he call him by his name? How did he know? That name was a name he used only amongst close family and not even his own brother would call him with that name. Yet…
A soft sigh was released. He peeked a sideways glance at Wei WuXian’s direction again.
Just to see that Wei WuXian was staring at him, his gaze half-lidded.
It also seemed that Wei WuXian will take a long time to wake up. For real.
When Lan WangJi saw Wei WuXian staring at him, his heart leaped to his throat right away. If Wei WuXian wasn’t hugging onto his body, he was definite that he would’ve pulled their distance apart by now. But Wei WuXian didn’t do much either. He looked like he was still half-asleep and, with a yawn, he snuggled against Lan WangJi’s body and muttered, voice raspy,
“A bit more…”
Lan WangJi can’t bring himself to move, but he’s no longer as tensed up as before. Lifting a hand, he gently brushed through the fine strands of Wei WuXian’s hair on the back of his head, that mere gesture earning a comfortable hum from Wei WuXian. His fingers came to rest on the soft tips on the back of his neck, pinching and feeling the fleecy sensation on his fingers.
He let Wei WuXian cuddle in his embrace.
It’s okay, there’s still some time left until they needed to get ready for work.
It’s only when Lan WangJi knew that time was running out that he finally woke the man up. It took some time, but he eventually got up anyway.
About half an hour later, Lan WangJi was already busying himself in the kitchen, making breakfast for them.
Wei WuXian came over when he was breaking eggs into the pan, grinning delightfully at him, looking as if he was both teasing and appreciating him for even cooking him breakfast.
“I don’t even have time to eat breakfast usually,” he’d spoken all by himself while Lan WangJi loaded all the food onto plates. “I always wake too late to get myself something to eat.”
“Won’t you be hungry?” Lan WangJi asked. Both of them walked towards the dining table. Wei WuXian came to sit opposite of Lan WangJi, admiring the fresh cooked food Lan WangJi had prepared for him.
“Hungry, of course! Wow, this looks really good. Oh, right. Hungry, yeah. But it’s okay, do you remember what I do for a living? I sell ice-cream, hahaha! So if I really cannot stand it, I can steal one ice-cream from the cart and eat it first. But I still have to pay though, haha!”
Lan WangJi frowned a little. “Unhealthy,” he said under his breath.
It was a very small word uttered in a very small voice, but Wei WuXian caught it anyway. He raised a playful eyebrow at Lan WangJi when he heard that, a puckish smirk stretched across his lips.
“It’s better than having an empty stomach,” he debated his case.
“Still, should eat something better.”
“But I don’t have the money, and I don’t have time. Unless… I can come to you when I want to eat? Then we can eat together, or you can cook for me, and when I have money, I can pay you back?”
Wei WuXian chuckled and looked away. He clearly didn’t expect an answer from Lan WangJi; he probably just said it offhandedly to tease him. That’s why when Lan WangJi spoke again, he almost choked on his apple juice.
Once they’re done with breakfast, Lan WangJi sent both of them to the university. Wei WuXian got right into work once he settled down by his cart.
“Professor Lan, thank you for inviting me over to your house. And for the warm hospitality,” he said before Lan WangJi can leave.
Lan WangJi nodded.
Wei WuXian smiled, pausing his words for a bit. Then, stopping everything that he’d been doing, he looked at Lan WangJi and asked,
“We’re friends now?”
Lan WangJi’s eyes brightened.
Right, friends. Wei WuXian was right. That’s the first step to becoming closer to someone. Acquaintance, friends, then…
“En,” Lan WangJi said.
Wei WuXian broke into a wider grin.
“So… if we’re friends, that means I can always stay over at your place? I’d love to invite you over to mine but as you can see, you might not enjoy it.”
“That’s fine,” Lan WangJi responded.
“Hahahaha! Fine, what is fine? Staying over at your place or don’t mind staying over at mine?” Wei WuXian laughed.
“…Both,” Lan WangJi said.
When Lan WangJi left the ice-cream cart, Wei WuXian was still laughing. Yet, Lan WangJi wasn’t at all displeased by his apparent teasing gesture this time. A slim smile curved on his lips as he walked into the university.
While Lan WangJi was on his break, sitting on his own desk typing away on his laptop, Lan XiChen approached him with a file that looked like it’s pulled from an archive library in his hand.
“Brother,” Lan WangJi greeted.
“We were talking about the boy who’s selling ice-cream outside the university a few days ago, weren’t we?” Lan XiChen asked.
Lan WangJi nodded.
“And you said you’re curious about him,” Lan XiChen reminded.
With a smile, Lan XiChen placed the file on Lan WangJi’s table, tapping it twice with his fingers as he did.
“I was curious too. And to be honest, the boy looks pretty familiar, so I took some time to check in our archive and found something you might be interested in.”
Lan WangJi’s expression remained deadpan but Lan XiChen knew his brother well enough to notice the stampeding wave in his orbs. He smiled again and spoke,
“Seems like he used to be one of our students here. And a very excellent one even. He held two scholarships at once, finished his Degree in two years instead of four and was also an elite in sports. You might not know him because he’s from a different academic department, you know how big our school can get. So it’s not surprising you’ve never seen him before. But I also found out about something very interesting, though.”
Lan XiChen halted his words and flipped the file open, showing Lan WangJi an offer letter.
“Due to his excellence in academics, he was offered a chance to work in a very prominent company in Munich under the recommendation of his professor. It was a very rare chance. But he turned it down.”
Lan WangJi read the letter, his fingers holding the paper gripping it so tightly it was almost crumpling the thin piece of material.
“I’m not sure why did he end up selling ice-cream outside when he had such a good offer. But the decision is still his, it’s just interesting, don’t you think?”
Lan WangJi didn’t answer. His eyes shifted to the other documents: photos from ceremonies, copies of certifications, exam results.
“Another thing, you might not remember this as well but before we moved here, we used to stay in a different city, right?”
“En,” Lan WangJi said.
“There was once a child who always followed you around but since when we moved, we hadn’t been seeing him either. Do you remember the child?”
Lan WangJi looked up at his brother. The ravening in his eyes was even more prominent now, taking even Lan XiChen aback. Seeing the answer in his eyes, Lan XiChen said,
“You probably don’t. He used to peek at you from afar. I only saw him once and when I asked him why he didn’t approach you, he said you always looked so cold and he’s afraid to bother you. Then, we moved here. If I count it right, he should be only about three or four years old back then.”
“The child is him. I remember the face right when I found these documents. H didn’t change much, just more…” Lan XiChen paused with a chuckle. “More handsome now.”
Lan WangJi can’t bring himself to say anything. There’s a sort of very, very heavy weight on his chest and it was starting to make it hard for him to breathe. Realizing that his fingers were trembling, he clenched his hand into a fist and took a deep breath.
“Oh, right. I forgot the most important thing. The name is right here if you want to know,” Lan XiChen continued, pulling another piece of paper out from the midst of yellowing pile.
“His name is…”
A/N: Tomorrow should be the last– …I better not say anything before everything spirals out of control again and I end up stepping on my own foot (˵¯̴͒ꇴ¯̴͒˵)