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.
Without the cat, things felt a lot calmer in class as compared to the day before. At the very least, Lan WangJi didn’t think he’d need to look over his shoulder whenever the teacher’s back was facing the class, just to make sure that Wei WuXian wasn’t showing any sign of suspicions that would tick the teachers off. Though, Wei WuXian had always been a top student in the class, so even when the teachers intended to ask him questions whenever they found him being disobedient, he’d always able to answer them in no time. That helped a lot.
Lan WangJi thought he wouldn’t need to check on Wei WuXian every so often without the cat. But he was wrong. Even without the cat, he still found himself sneaking a peek at Wei WuXian whenever he could, just to see that Wei WuXian was already staring at him. He gritted and forced his attention back on the class. But even without catching sight of Wei WuXian, he can feel Wei WuXian’s searing gaze on the back of his head and it wasn’t helping at all that Wei WuXian had a full view of him while he could only… imagine what kind of expression Wei WuXian was wearing when he looked at him.
And that was very, very unnerving.
After school, they found themselves in the library. Lan WangJi had insisted to stay back to finish up their homework first because since Wei WuXian would be staying over today, they’d definitely be spending a lot of time with the cat. He didn’t want to end up like the last time, when he almost forgot his homework thanks to Wei WuXian sneaking into his room with the cat through the window.
Wei WuXian, of course, stayed back with him as well.
Despite the lack of focus in class, both of them had no problem with their homework with each other’s help. They sat side-by-side on a big table in the library, speaking in low volumes. Frequently, Wei WuXian would stare longingly at Lan WangJi’s homework; it’s only when Lan WangJi looked at him that he grinned and said things like ‘Lan Zhan, your handwriting is so beautiful’ or ‘Lan Zhan, you’re so smart, you solved this formula faster than I did!’. Lan WangJi didn’t know what to say in response. All he knew was that Wei WuXian was sitting way too close with him and it’s giving rise to a sort of uneasy fire in his guts. He came to notice that Wei WuXian had very long eyelashes, that Wei WuXian’s skin was slightly tanner than his, probably because he used to play sports after school under the sun. He also noticed how Wei WuXian had a natural curve on the corners of his lips, making him look like he’s smiling even when he’s wearing his casual face.
All of these details shouldn’t be foreign to Lan WangJi, since they literally grew up together. But there’s just something in the way Wei WuXian looked at him after they made their feelings clear to each other that was doing things to him and he can’t understand why was there a difference when it didn’t seem like anything had changed between their relationship.
Finding it hard to breathe, he stood from his seat, using wanting to find for more reference books as an excuse to escape to the shelves. Wei WuXian gave him a quiet ‘oh’ when he said that but he can’t bring himself to look him in the face before he slid his body behind one of the nearest shelves, without even realizing that he was supposed to head over to the Maths section, not in the English section he’s in now.
He stared blankly at the rows of book, spacing out. He didn’t know how long had he been standing there. Wanting to take his mind off things, he pulled one book off the shelf and almost dropped it when he saw a face in between the gap where he’d just pulled the book off.
“Lan Zhan, what are you doing in the English section? Aren’t we doing Maths homework?”
Wei WuXian grinned playfully at him, winking as he caught sight of Lan WangJi’s stupefied face.
“I… thought of a word I forgot the meaning of,” Lan WangJi hastily said.
“Is that so? What word is that? Ask me! My English is pretty good too!” Wei WuXian offered enthusiastically.
“No need,” Lan WangJi answered.
“Why?” Wei WuXian pressed on.
“I remember,” Lan WangJi said.
“What word is it, by the way?” Wei WuXian wasn’t giving up.
While Lan WangJi crushed under the pressure, Wei WuXian’s face had disappeared from opposite and in the next second, he appeared right beside Lan WangJi, still grinning at him.
“What’s the word, Lan Zhan?” Wei WuXian asked.
Lan WangJi looked at him, utterly petrified. Wei WuXian was always like that; he’s so persistent and so aggressive with his words that sometimes it made it hard for Lan WangJi to breathe, let alone catch up with his pace. It’s so effortless for him, like he’s born with it. It captured Lan WangJi so easily, like how he effortlessly had Lan WangJi take responsibility when they were three, when all Lan WangJi did was accidentally holding his hand.
But Lan WangJi cannot blame him; because he was the one who’d fallen willingly into this trap of his, enraptured and willingly taking up the responsibility that was innocently stuffed into his arms.
Wei WuXian took a step towards him, and he took a step back out of reflex. Wei WuXian took another step, and Lan WangJi stepped another step back. Until when his back hit the wall that he finally met Wei WuXian in the eyes. His eyes were glimmering in lustrous brightness, the ray of sunshine pouring in through the window shading a soft shimmer on his orbs.
“Even if you don’t tell me, I might know what word you’re trying to understand,” Wei WuXian said after a while.
“Is it ‘adoration’?” Wei WuXian asked.
Lan WangJi’s fingers clenched against the book he was holding before he closed his eyes. Then, without a word, he leaned towards Wei WuXian and swept a kiss right on his lips. Wei WuXian’s eyes widened. The kiss was so brief it went as soon as it came. When he looked at Lan WangJi, Lan WangJi was frowning a tad, looking borderline flustered as he said,
Sure, Wei WuXian can be swift with words; he can be a master in speech. But Lan WangJi was different. Lan WangJi had his own advantage; he’s swift with actions, and he’s great in expressing with gestures.
And that’s enough to put them on equal ground.