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.
“WuXian, you’re staying over for dinner, right?” Lan XiChen asked once the kitten was done with its food and was now playing with a furball both Wei WuXian and Lan WangJi bought for it when they were out in the pet shop the previous day.
“I’m staying over the night!” Wei WuXian said cheerfully.
Lan XiChen gave his brother a look, but Lan WangJi pretended as if he’d become one with the furball as he fixed his eyes on the kitten, acting as if he hadn’t heard what Wei WuXian had just joyfully announced.
Chuckling, Lan XiChen said, “Sure. I’ll prepare dinner first, maybe both of you can rest for a while in the meantime?”
Wei WuXian quickly stood up then, “XiChen-ge, let me help.”
“Oh, no, no, you’re a guest, just sit back and relax,” Lan XiChen said.
“I’ll help,” Lan WangJi stood instead.
“You… know how to cook?” Wei WuXian looked at him, eyes filled with both tease and curiosity.
Lan WangJi gave him a glare. “I can learn.”
“Oh,” Wei WuXian’s mouth rounded. “Learn. Okay.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to keep WuXian company, WangJi?” Lan XiChen asked instead.
“It’s fine,” Lan WangJi said as he walked over to join his brother. Giving the cat and the boy a look, he continued,
“He has his child with him.”
In the kitchen, Lan XiChen stopped Lan WangJi right before he’s about to dig rice out of the bucket.
“WangJi, you’re not really trying to help me with cooking, aren’t you?” he went straight to the point.
Lan WangJi halted what he’s doing and looked at his brother. Lan XiChen simply smiled and patted him on the head.
“It’s okay. Is it about what WuXian likes to eat?”
Lan XiChen was always able to read his brother so easily like that, in such an effortless way that’d always make Lan WangJi felt like he’s utterly transparent in front of his brother. But then again, his brother was the closest person to him aside from his parents and his uncle and he literally watched him grow, so that shouldn’t come as a surprise. As Lan WangJi nodded to his question, Lan XiChen broke into a smile and continued asking,
“What does WuXian like to eat?”
“He likes heavy-flavoured, spicy food,” Lan WangJi said.
Lan XiChen’s eyes widened a tad. “That’s the first time I’m hearing that. Hmmm.” He held his chin with a hand and pondered for a while. “I can make Sour-Spicy Fish, then. But in that case, I’d have to make another dish for you. You can’t take spicy, right?”
Lan WangJi shook his head, “That is fine. No need for an additional dish.”
“Are you sure?” Lan XiChen asked.
“En,” Lan WangJi answered, determined.
Chuckling at the brother’s reaction, Lan XiChen took a bottle of spice from the cabinet as he said,
“XiChen-ge, you cook so well!” Wei WuXian praised delightfully as he stuffed another mouthful of fish into his mouth.
“I’m glad you like it,” Lan XiChen said with a smile.
“Don’t speak when you are eating,” Lan WangJi reprimanded, but as he did that, he piled more of the fish into Wei WuXian’s bowl, all done with an impassive expression.
Wei WuXian didn’t refute further though. He knew about how strict the Lan family was with mannerism as well so, as if being knocked awake, he smiled awkwardly at Lan XiChen and ate quietly without another word. While half of his bowl of rice was gone, he peeked at Lan WangJi’s bowl, then gaping at how clean it was, the rice spic without any drop of gravy, left untouched.
Instantly, he clipped the fishes from the plate, carefully picked the bones out and then put it into Lan WangJi’s bowl.
“Why aren’t you eating? Don’t you like spicy and heavy-flavoured food too? This fish is so good! You need to try it,” Wei WuXian persuaded.
Lan XiChen smiled at the sight, quietly drinking his own cabbage soup without saying a word.
Lan WangJi hesitated but in the end, he nodded with a quiet ‘en’, and started eating.
“How is it? Delicious, isn’t it?” Wei WuXian said.
“En,” was all Lan WangJi said.
No longer able to handle the sight, Lan XiChen stood.
“Don’t mind me, I’m getting some milk,” he said to a curious Wei WuXian.
“Milk?” Wei WuXian asked, round-eyed.
Lan XiChen looked at his brother, who had his face buried in his rice, ears flushed from the spiciness before he smiled with a shake of his head,
“I cannot handle too much spiciness. But it’s fine, milk will help.”
“Oh,” Wei WuXian said. Right in the next moment, he placed a clean piece of fish into Lan WangJi’s bowl again.
“Lan Zhan, come, eat more. I’ve picked the bones out for you too.”
Lan XiChen watched as his brother took the fish and then, with another smile, he walked into the kitchen again.
“Lan Zhan, can I borrow your pyjamas again? I’m sorry, I know I haven’t returned the one I borrowed yesterday… tomorrow! Tomorrow I’ll wash them and return them to you,” Wei WuXian said as he paced into Lan WangJi’s room, the kitten snuggling in his arms, obedient.
“En,” Lan WangJi said, already walking towards his wardrobe.
“Oh, right,” Wei WuXian said while he sat on the bed, holding the cat up.
“Fluffball, will you let Lan Zhan be my boyfriend? Please, please, please? I’ll buy you lots of toys if you say yes.”
Lan WangJi froze in his motions and looked over his shoulder, just in time to catch the scene of Wei WuXian grinning delightfully at the cat as the cat looked at him, confused.
“Lan Zhan,” he pouted and snuggled the cat back into his embrace again. “It didn’t say anything.”
Of course it won’t say anything. It’d be horrifying if it did say something. Purposefully ignoring him, Lan WangJi placed the pyjamas on the bed and said,
“Okay,” Wei WuXian said, obedient. He placed the kitten on the bed and grabbed the pyjamas, taking quick steps towards the built-in bathroom. The lights were on, Wei WuXian shivered and hopped a tad when his feet touched the cold floor.
They’d been sleeping together on the same bed the previous night, so the pillows were still around, and all Lan WangJi needed to do was to tidy up the crease where Wei WuXian had messed up when he was playing with the cat on the bed earlier to prepare the bed for them to sleep. He was about to put their school bags into a corner when he heard an ‘ah!’ from the bathroom.
His heart skipping a beat, he hurried towards the bathroom, thinking that Wei WuXian had slipped or something, just to halt his footsteps right at the door the moment he caught sight of Wei WuXian’s utterly naked body, standing under the shower.
“Oh, sorry,” Wei WuXian said when he noticed Lan WangJi standing at the door. “Did I forget to lock the door? My bad, I usually don’t at home.”
“Please remember next time,” Lan WangJi gritted, ears flushed, face warm.
Wei WuXian chuckled.
“What happened?” Lan WangJi asked, suddenly reminded of the reason why he rushed here in the first place.
“Oh, right! Nothing, I slipped, but I managed to hold onto the basin before I can fall for real, phew!”
Phew, indeed. Lan WangJi let loose a strained breath and turned away, “Lock the door,” he said.
But before he can walk away, he felt a wet hand seizing him on his wrist, the coldness of the water he felt on his warm skin sending sparks all the way down his spine.
“But since you’re here already,” Wei WuXian’s voice resonated from behind him.
“Why not you shower with me?”