FANDOM: Mo Dao Zu Shi
PAIRING: Lan WangJi / Wei WuXian
NOTE: Modern AU; High school students Lan WangJi x Wei WuXian; both 15; light-hearted slice-of-life.
A/N: Daily update until the end of the story.
A story of two high school boys learning how to take care of an injured kitten.
“Why is your lip bleeding?” Jiang Cheng asked.
Wei WuXian licked on the small wound on his lower lip before he grinned rascally at Jiang Cheng, “Got bitten by a cat.”
“Cat? Since when do you have a cat?” Jiang Cheng said, wide-eyed.
Wei WuXian was about to say something when his attention was distracted by someone behind Jiang Cheng. His grin widened as he waved merrily.
Jiang Cheng felt chills sprinting down his spine. He spun around in lightning speed and there he was, Lan WangJi, standing right behind him, gaze cold, looking very much like he’s about to attack them with a gust of wintry air like some sort of ice demon.
“It’s almost class time now,” he said nonchalantly.
Jiang Cheng gulped down his throat. “Okay, I’m heading to class now. Wei WuXian, you better get going too before he catches you and deducts more discipline points off you!”
Wei WuXian watched Jiang Cheng running away, trying hard not to laugh out loud. The moment he disappeared down the corner, he broke out into a burst of laughter, holding his stomach as he did.
“You too,” Lan WangJi said coldly. “Class.”
“Okay, okay,” Wei WuXian said in the midst of attempting to stifle his laughter. “Let’s go to class together, shall we? Before Prefect Lan deducts my discipline points.”
The light in Lan WangJi’s eyes softened upon catching Wei WuXian’s grin. Wei WuXian caught that gaze and felt his heart skipping a beat. Hurriedly looking around to make sure that no one was present, he leaned towards Lan WangJi and gave him a soft kiss on his cheek.
Lan WangJi froze.
“You…!” he blurted in the next second, looking at Wei WuXian in shock.
“Let’s go, let’s go!” Wei WuXian cheered as he slung an arm around Lan WangJi’s arm and dragged both of them to the direction of their class.
It appears that Lan WangJi was particularly disturbed about what happened in the morning. Not because he’d let his feelings known to Wei WuXian but because he’d lost his composure, let his emotions take over, and conducted something that’s totally out of his own conscious under broad daylight, on the street.
Luckily for them, no one caught them when their lips were on each other but the immense sense of mortification Lan WangJi felt later had Wei WuXian comforting him unceasingly, promising him that it’s just a thing they did in the heat of the moment and that he’d made sure no one was around to catch their perfect role model doing such indecent thing outside the school grounds.
He didn’t even hold Lan WangJi’s hand later, which was totally out of the consideration of Lan WangJi’s sense of moralism, but Lan WangJi, no matter how hard it was to admit, he had to admit this much — the loss of intimacy after the fleeting yet heated intimacy they’d indulged themselves in just in the mere less than a minute moment made him feel…
Nothing changed. Nothing should. Wei WuXian was still sitting behind Lan WangJi in class, still staring at his back every so often when the teacher wasn’t looking. He always found it remarkable how Lan WangJi can maintain his posture throughout the two hours and he always wondered if his spine felt sore after that. But when he thought about it, Lan WangJi had never really appeared dishevelled in front of others. Except perhaps in front of him. During the times when Wei WuXian stayed over in his house, there were a few times when he barged into the room when Lan WangJi just came out of the bath, half-naked, hair still wet. Lan WangJi would always glare at him when he caught him in the moment but Wei WuXian wasn’t at all bothered anyway. They’re both men, and it’s not like they hadn’t been bathing together when they were small. He’d seen Lan WangJi naked since a long time ago.
The fleeting moment when he was reminded of the scene when he saw Lan WangJi’s bare flesh, he felt heat soaring to his face as he gulped down his throat and hid his face behind the book, as if that will help soothe the fluster in him. Biting on his lower lip, he hissed under his breath upon feeling pain where he was bitten.
He put the book down. The teacher was still teaching in front of the class, totally unaware of whatever that was happening to him. Pressing his lips together, Wei WuXian quietly tore a piece of sticky note from his drawer and started writing on it.
Lan WangJi was listening attentively to the lesson when he felt a small paper aeroplane flying its way right into his drawer from behind him. Simply giving the person behind him a meek look over the shoulder, he found that Wei WuXian’s attention was on the book, pretending like he hadn’t done anything. Lan WangJi looked away. He sat without moving for a while before he heaved a quiet sigh under his breath and stretched his hand towards the paper aeroplane in his drawer.
Silently, he folded the paper open, revealing Wei WuXian’s handwriting.
“Can I stay over tonight?”
His fingers trembled on the paper, almost tearing it apart.
He gave the person behind him another look and this time, saw the person grinning playfully at him. The moment they met eyes, Wei WuXian gave him a wink. Lan WangJi immediately looked away. But no matter how hard he tried to ignore Wei WuXian, he can’t hide the flush on his earlobes, where Wei WuXian can see clear as day.
“Lan Zhan, don’t ignore me.”
Wei WuXian came to sit in front of Lan WangJi during break time, hands propped on the table with his chin balancing on his hands. He gave Lan WangJi a look from below, smiling sweetly, but Lan WangJi wasn’t looking at him as he tidied up his desk.
“You should not throw notes during class time,” Lan WangJi said, no longer able to handle the heat in Wei WuXian’s eyes.
“But you read it! You’re as guilty as I am!” Wei WuXian defended.
“And I’m still waiting for your answer,” Wei WuXian pouted. “Can I? Can I?”
Lan WangJi sighed and finally, looked at him. He didn’t show any signs of reprimands in his eyes now. Rather, Wei WuXian can’t tell how he felt; he wasn’t showing anything on his face.
“You never asked when you intend to stay over,” Lan WangJi said.
“I didn’t? Oh no, how rude. It’s no wonder you get angry every time I came over,” Wei WuXian gasped.
“I… am not angry,” Lan WangJi said, averting eye contact again.
“Right.” The grin returned to Wei WuXian’s face. “How is it possible for you to get angry at me, right? If that’s not why you always glared and hollered at me whenever I crashed in, then… that means you’re embarrassed? Right? Right?”
Lan WangJi refused to answer. Wei WuXian let loose a few chuckles and raised his hand, coming to touch Lan WangJi on his cheek. Lan WangJi’s eyes widened at the sensation of warm palm against his warm cheek.
“So warm!” Wei WuXian said.
Slowly, Lan WangJi looked at him. He could see the delight in his face and he could see the thrill in his eyes. The way Wei WuXian looked at him had never changed; since when they were three, Wei WuXian would always look at him like this, eyes twinkling, grin lustrous, when Lan WangJi gave him things he bought for him. And whenever Lan WangJi did as much as talk to him, Wei WuXian would look at him like this, smile at him like this too. It did things to Lan WangJi, even though he knew that this wasn’t something Wei WuXian did specifically for him only. Wei WuXian was always surrounded by people; he’s a social butterfly, everyone liked him. So naturally, he’s nice to everyone. And Lan WangJi knew he had no rights to control who Wei WuXian be friends with, let alone stopping him from meeting anyone. Yet, despite so, whenever Wei WuXian grinned at him like this, he couldn’t help but be attracted. Like now.
His expression softened as he nodded, “Stay over tonight.”
This time, it’s Wei WuXian who was astounded. His hand was still on Lan WangJi’s face, his mouth hung slightly open as he stared at Lan WangJi.
Finding it adorable, Lan WangJi took his hand and planted a very brief kiss on the palm before he grasped him gently on the wrist.
“It’s break time,” he said.
‘’A-Ah?” Wei WuXian blurted, yet to come back from the daze of what Lan WangJi just did and what he just said to him.
“Break time,” Lan WangJi repeated.
“Oh, oh, right!” Wei WuXian said, slowly gathering his composure. He searched around his bag before he raised his head with a soft ‘ah!’. “I didn’t get to prepare anything for you today. D-Do you want to eat in the canteen…? Wait, but you don’t like the crowd, right? That’s why you never eat in the canteen. How aboutー”
“The canteen is fine,” Lan WangJi said, already standing up.
Wei WuXian followed him like it’s all-natural. While they walked out of the classroom, he silently wondered if Lan WangJi had always been this good at flustering him or if it’s due to the change of state of mind now that they’d opened up their feelings to each other? Lan WangJi, what a scary man!