Chương 48: MDZS Christmas Version
Gusu.
"Hm~" Wei Wuxian hummed as he hung the Christmas balls on the tree.
"Wei Ying." Lan Wangji called and walked behind Wei Wuxian.
"Ah – " WeiWuxian said when Lan Wangji raised him by his waist when he (LWJ) saw him holding the giant star.
He's going to put it on top of the tree. He chuckled.
"What?" Lan Wangji asked and lowered his wife when he heard him laugh.
Wei Wuxian smiled as he hugged the giant star. He rested on his husband's wide and lean chest. "No... I just remembered that time when we had our Christmas in Yiling." He answered.
A ripple can be seen in Lan Wangji's light-colored eyes as he stared at his wife's face. "Wei Ying..." he called.
Wei Wuxian just smiled and kisses his husband.
Wei Wuxian's Christmas – in Yiling.
"Hm~" he hummed as he hung a Christmas ball.
The door burst open loudly and Wen Qing entered. She saw her younger brother is watching Wei Wuxian, Wen Yuan sitting on his (WN) lap.
Dark lines covered her face when she saw the 'Christmas tree' Wei Wuxian made.
"Oh? You're here!" Wei Wuxian said and his face lit up. "What do you think of the Christmas tree I made?" he asked and put the corpse's head on top of the Corpse-mas Tree.
Yes. Corpse-mas tree, since the Christmas tree is made up of the dismembered corpses.
A vein popped in her forehead when she saw Wei Wuxian made Wen Yuan hung a Christmas ball on the raised stiff finger of the corpse's hand.
"... where the hell did you get the money to buy the Christmas decors?!" she roared, mad, and marched towards Wei Wuxian, glaring.
The three froze, then their face went blank. That's what you're worried about? They thought.
Gusu.
Wei Wuxian smiled at the memory. "There." He finished as he poked the hanging blue Christmas ball.
It swayed. Lan Wangji stared at his wife, speechless.
Fortunately, they're not in Yiling, or else Lan Qiren would flip out and cough up blood again.
Speaking of which... Lan Wangji thought and looked around. "Where are they...?" he asked as he raised his wife again.
"Hm? Who?" Wei Wuxian asked after he put down the giant star on top of the tree.
"Uncle." Lan Wangji answered and lowered his wife.
Wei Wuxian's forehead knotted as he hugged his husband. "Dunno... or else his loud voice will echo again in the mountains if he saw me here." He said and laughed as he rested his head on his husband's chest.
Lan Wangji smiled, staring at the top of his wife's head. He closed his eyes and lowered his head. He planted a kiss on his wife's temple.
"Merry Christmas." He whispered.
Wei Wuxian froze, then smiled as he closed his eyes, feeling his husband's warmth. He hugged him tighter. "... merry Christmas." He said.
What a quiet and peaceful holiday for them two... or so he (WWX) thought.
Inside the jingshi.
"Every day is every day." Lan Wangji said, catching his breath as he thrust inside his wife. "No breaks even if it's a holiday – " he added and bent down to kiss him.
"... I knew it'd end like this – " WeiWuxian muttered under his breath. " – every end of the day." He added and chuckled.
He won't be able to laugh anymore and only cry as his husband will continue to do him for many hours longer.
Should he keep this as his (WWX) Christmas bonus? Or his (LWJ)? Whichever... it benefits them both.
Yunmeng.
Jiang Cheng's face is flushed as Lan Xichen carries him, princess-style, as they flew down the ground. He (JC) just finished put a lotus on top of the Christmas tree.
"Y-you can now put me down..." Jiang Cheng said and looked away, so red up to his ears.
Lan Xichen smiled and put him down. He then sheathed his sword.
Jiang Cheng fixed himself and cleared his throat, still not looking at Lan Xichen. "Why are you here, anyway, instead of Gusu?" he asked and, finally, looked at him. "Your uncle will get mad at you." He told him, remembered Lan Qiren's furious face.
"I want to spend my time with you." Lan Xichen answered. "Now that we're given a reasonable day to be with each other..." he said, then paused. "Don't you want to be with me?" he asked and looked at him (JC) in the eye.
Jiang Cheng's face flushed once again. "I – " he said, then pressed his lips tight. He looked away, can't bear the burning gaze Lan Xichen is giving him. "I want to be with you, too..." he answered, his voice low it's almost a whisper.
Lan Xichen's gaze froze. He then smiled as he walked towards him (JC). "Wanyin..." he called, his voice soft.
He took his hand.
"What - ?" Jiang Cheng asked and turned.
Wrong (?) move. Lan Xichen lowered his head and kissed him.
Jiang Cheng's eyes went wide and he went red from the roots of his hair up to his ears and neck. His body froze in shock.
"Wanyin..." Lan Xichen murmured in between their lips that's now wet after their kiss. He stared at him, his eyes filled with gentleness and love.
(A/N: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *0*)
Jiang Cheng, red-faced, stared back at him, still in shock. "Y-you..." he said, can't utter another word, overwhelmed.
He buried his burning face on Lan Xichen's chest. Lan Xichen chuckled and hugged him tight.
(A/N: damn the fluffiness of the two couplesssss!!!!!!!! #jealous #coldchristmas XD)
Gusu. (A/N: I originally wrote this as an extra, but... XDXDXD)
He wanted this day, even just this one day out of 365 days, to be peaceful. And so, he avoided the reason why his every day is full of headaches.
Lan Qiren (yes it's uncle XDXDXD he deserves attention, too v*^.^*v) decided to roam around in Gusu wearing his simple clothes. He also decided, that even just a day, he could take a break from his job – as a senior of their sect.
"I now realize..." he muttered as he looked around. "... I don't go out much of our sect." he said, then lowered his face that's covered in dark lines.
He's a certified homebody. (same with me *0* #foreverhomebody)
He blew out air and walked around. After a while, his face lit up when he saw a stall selling combs and accessories.
I could use it to comb my beard. He thought as he stared at the brown comb. Smiling brightly while combing his long beard with his fingers, he walked towards the stall.
But, just as he was a few feet away, he stopped. He saw Lan Jingyi running towards the stall.
He smiled, his eyes full of fondness. Our sect sure have raised promising juniors... he thought. He was about to resume walking when his feet froze on the spot.
He saw Lan Jingyi turned and called. Dark lines covered his (LQR) face when he saw NieHuaisang walking towards Lan Jingyi – a bright smile on his face.
"Sang-gege!" Lan Jingyi called, smiling brightly. "Look! Isn't this a nice comb?" he asked and took a comb, then showed it to NieHuaisang.
Lan Qiren'seyes went wide, felt that his eyeballs are to pop out of his eye sockets. That's the comb I'm eyeing! He thought, shocked. The GusuLan juniors sure has a fine taste, but it's all wasted to be spent to their lovers! He thought and glared at NieHuaisang.
"Oh~ it sure is nice." NieHuaisang answered and smiled.
Lan Jingyi grinned. "Since Sang-gege likes this, I'll give this to you – " he told him and paid for the comb.
Lan Qiren felt like he's going to explode just looking at the two. Feeling a headache is about to come, he left.
"Tsk." He clicked his tongue, expressing his annoyance, since he doesn't want to curse – setting as exemplary senior of the GusuLan Sect, the most refined sect.
He chose to just buy some clothes he'd use if he's given a chance to go out of their sect (like today) in the future.
He saw a simple-looking shop and decided to enter. As the most refined sect – GusuLan Sect, they don't divulge to lavishness as one of their sect's rules.
"Err... I'm not sure if I could take this – "
"Just take it, I say! I already told you this looks good on you – "
"But... this is – "
"... you refuse to accept this? Why? I already told you I want to give this to you as a present – "
"But... Ah Ling – "
"Lan Yuan, you... are you... tired of me - ?"
"That's not it - !"
Just as he stepped a foot inside the shop, this is what he heard. His face went dark as he decided not to leave, given that he's already here.
But – he thought and gloomily looked at the most promising junior of their sect – Lan Sizhui, talking with his lover – Jin Ling.
Lan Wangji personally raised Lan Sizhui. But, this is how it turned out... he thought bitterly. I raised my nephew – Lan Wangji, while he raised Lan Sizhui. Just why...? He thought, didn't want to continue since he knows he'd just feel more depressed.
He looked at the thing Lan Sizhui and Jin Ling is holding. It's a wide blue scarf. He has a great taste, too. He thought and looked at the young master of the LanlingJin Sect.
The scarf is suited for all ages. It's wide, and is great to wear now that it's cold season.
"Are you tired of me...?" Jin Ling asked, his eyes watered as he looked at Lan Sizhui.
"Ah Ling, that's not it." Lan Sizhui said, his face serious. "I just..." he said, then took a deep breath. He held his hand tight, looking directly in his (JL) eyes, full of sincerity. "I'm just not used to material things... sorry." he said and lowered his head, then sighed.
Jin Ling looked at him. "Yuan..." he called, then lowered his head. "Alright." He said.
Lan Sizhui raised his head. "Ah Ling? What are y – "
Lan Qiren immediately left before he could see what those two juniors would do. ... why do I keep meeting these people? He thought, exasperated.
He breathed in a cold air after he went out of the shop.
Meeting two (JingSang and ZhuiLing) out of four of the couples, Lan Qiren decided to go back to the Cloud Recesses. He doesn't want to wait for another pair (XiCheng) to appear before him, seeing that the last pair is already here (WangXian).
He was walking up the mountain when he saw something in the corner of his eye. He decided to check it out before going back home. A surprise is awaiting him.
Another surprise is awaiting him, too, when he reached his home.
The door opened and they all turned. They saw Lan Qiren arrived. They all looked at each other and nodded, then took out their gifts.
"Merry Christmas!" they all greeted at him (LQR), raising their gifts for him.
Lan Qiren's eyes went wide, surprised. He then smiled. "... he's right." He said, referring to the man he met earlier on his way here.
"Can't you forgive them?" he asked him. "After all – " he looked at him. " – they hold you in a special place in their heart."
He looked at the gifts – they were the ones he saw before. The comb... the scarf... he thought and looked at Lan Jingyi and Lan Sizhui.
Lan Xichen is holding a lotus soup while Lan Wangji is holding a jar of Emperor's Smile.
My nephews... and juniors... he thought and smiled.
"Merry Christmas."
Extra: Want to be my wife?
"Why are you here, anyway, instead of Gusu?" he asked and, finally, looked at him. "Your uncle will get mad at you." He told him, remembered Lan Qiren's furious face.
"I want to spend my time with you." Lan Xichen answered. "Now that we're given a reasonable day to be with each other..." he said, then paused. "Don't you want to be with me?" he asked and looked at him (JC) in the eye.
Jiang Cheng's face flushed once again. "I – " he said, then pressed his lips tight. He looked away, can't bear the burning gaze Lan Xichen is giving him. "I want to be with you, too..." he answered, his voice low it's almost a whisper.
Lan Xichen's gaze froze. He then smiled as he walked towards him (JC). "Wanyin..." he called, his voice soft.
Jiang Cheng pressed his lips tight and looked at Lan Xichen, frowning. "He's (LQR) mad because we're not legally together (married) – " he said. (A/N: I seriously could see this scene in chibi version xDXDXDfanartsplssss *0* hahahaha XDXDXD) " –and you're here in Yunmeng spending your Christmas instead of spending it with them... mm!"
His eyes went wide when Lan Xichen, can't hold back anymore because of his (JC) cuteness, cupped his face and kissed him! (A/N: this scene is way better than the first xDXDXD)
"Then – " LanXichen muttered under his breath, gazing longingly at Jiang Cheng's flushed face. He's really cute –! He thought, wanting to kiss him (JC) again but held himself back since what he's going to say is more important... uh, no – he thought and pecked Jiang Cheng's lips one more time.
Jiang Cheng's face exploded. (jcyunmengjiangsectleader.exe stopped working XD)
" – want to be my wife?" Lan Xichen asked.
Jiang Cheng froze for fifteen minutes before he answered. "... you should've asked that first before everything - !" he said, face flushed, and hit Lan Xichen.
Lan Xichen chuckled when he (JC) buried his embarrassed face on his (LXC) chest. He (LXC) hugged him tight.
He (JC) may be mad, but he's happy the most.
(A/N: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAANTS!)
Extra: Reasons to ship XD
"Why are you here, anyway?" he asked and looked at Jiang Fengmian's ghost floating beside him.
"Hm? Dunno – " JiangFengmian answered and smiled. "But, for the sake of readers, I'll read the script – " he said and took the pieces of paper the author gave him. "The author made me appear here for our ship – " he said, reading the script.
Dark lines covered Lan Qiren's face.
" – one reason is that you're (LQR) the only one in your clan who still hasn't a pair with – " Jiang Fengmian continued (reading). "Two, you're a tsundere so she ships you with me, who's a gentle gong – " he said.
Lan Qiren's face starts to turn pale.
" – saying, "Their nephew (LXC) and son (JC) has a reverse role – " – Jiang Fengmian said and chuckled. "Well, that's all – " he said and turned to Lan Qiren who's now covered in blue clouds aura.
The papers Jiang Fengmian's holding was shred to pieces when the blue flames shot towards it. (A/N: WangXian scene?! *0*)
"Scram - !" Lan Qiren roared, his eyes narrowed.
Jiang Fengmian just laughed as he disappeared.
(A/N: ...WangXian it really is xDXDXD JFM sure also has that playfulness in him ;) daddeeeeh!!! *0*)
Extra: Leftover
"For Senior Lan?" Lan Jingyi said, surprised, after NieHuaisang told him to give the comb to Lan Qiren.
NieHuaisang nodded, smiling. "Yes." He answered. "He needs it more than I do." He explained.
"Oh. Now that you said it..." Lan Jingyi said, an image of Lan Qiren holding his beard every morning popped in his mind. "But... how about Sang-gege?" he asked and looked at NieHuaisang.
NieHuaisang's brows raised. "What about me?" he asked.
"How will you comb your long hair?" Lan Jingyi asked and looked at NieHuaisang's long and silky jet-black hair.
His face went serious as he stared at it.
NieHuaisang smiled seeing Lan Jingyi's expression. "... aren't you the one who knows the answer more than me?" he asked. He smiled when he looked at him.
"Sang-gege..." Lan Jingyi called, staring at his (NHS) face.
NieHuaisang chuckled as he opened his fan. "... I want you to comb my hair... with your fingers – " he whispered and covered the side of their face using his fan.
And they kissed.
"Ah Ling..." Lan Sizhui called and forced a smile as he looked at the blue scarf.
In the end, Jin Ling pushed the matter and bought it out of his pride. Now, he (LSZ) doesn't know what to do.
"Throw it." Jin Ling said, still sulking.
After they kissed, they went back like this again.
Lan Sizhui's face went serious. "Ah Ling..." he called, now starting to lose patience. He took a deep breath to calm himself, then stopped.
Jin Ling stopped and looked at him when he saw him. "What?" he asked, frowning.
Lan Sizhui stared at him for a long time Jin Ling thought he won't answer.
He took a deep breath and looked in his eyes. "... I only want your warmth... to warm me up. Nothing else." He told him.
Jin Ling stared at him. It took him a few minutes to digest what Lan Sizhui said.
His face flushed blood-red. "You - !" he said, shocked. He looked away. "Lan Yuan, you're shameless - !" he said and covered his embarrassed face.
Lan Sizhui blinked. "Ah? What did I - ?" he said, puzzled. His cheeks flushed after a second when he realized what Jin Ling must've thought. "Ah Ling! That's not I – " he said, then stopped when he saw his (JL) face.
Jin Ling's smiling, his face flushed. Ah Ling... he thought, then smiled.
He walked towards him and hugged him. "I'm sorry." he whispered. "I promise I'd receive your present next time, without reservations." He told him and kissed his temple.
"Yuan..." Jin Ling called and smiled as he laid his head on his (LSZ) chest. "Mn." He answered.
After a while...
"What should I do with this now...?" Lan Sizhuisaid.
"Hm..." Jin Ling said, thinking. "Ah!" he said, an idea popped in his head. He looked at him. "How about you give it to your grandfather?" he asked.
Lan Sizhui blinked. 'grandfather'? he thought. An image of Lan Qiren popped in his mind. "Oh!" he said, then looked at Jin Ling. "Ah Ling, you're the best!" he said and smiled brightly.
Jin Ling's face flushed and he looked away, blinded by that smile –as always. "Hmph." He said, frowning.
Lan Sizhui laughed at his lover's shyness.
Yunmeng.
"H-how is it?" Jiang Cheng asked and nervously looked at Lan Xichen.
Lan Xichen put down the bowl and looked at him (JC), his face serious. "Wanyin..." he called, then smiled. "It was delicious." He answered.
Jiang Cheng's eyes went wide and his cheeks flushed. He looked away. "W-well, I spent hours to prepare it – " he said and looked at the lotus soup he made.
Lan Xichen chuckled. "Thank you." He told him.
Jiang Cheng finally smiled. "But – " he said. " – what should we do with these, though?" he asked and looked at the excess food. "Even if we gave these all to the disciples and the citizens, still..." he said and looked at the countless batches of lotus soup he made.
Lan Xichen's smile froze. ... just how long did he prepare this just for a bowl of soup for me? He thought. "How about we take it Gusu?" he asked.
Jiang Cheng turned to him. "Great idea!" he said and immediately packed the excess foods.
Lan Xichen immediately helped him, preparing for a gift for him (JC).
Gusu.
"Ah~!" Wei Wuxian exclaimed after gulping down a jar of Emperor's Smile. "Lan Zhan, you're really the best~!" he said and winked at his husband.
"Mn." Lan Wangji nodded, staring at his wife's cute flushed face. His ears started to turn red.
Wei Wuxian chuckled and leaned on his husband's chest. "Let's see~" he said as he looked at the wrapped gifts under the Christmas tree. "This one's for Ah Yuan. This one's for Jiang Cheng... another is for ZeWu-Jun, then Jingyi... and Ah Ling – " he said as he counted the gifts under the tree. "Ah." He said and froze.
"What's wrong?" Lan Wangji asked.
Wei Wuxian turned to him. "... I forgot your uncle." He answered, wide-eyed, as an image of Lan Qiren yelling flashed in his mind.
Lan Wangji's brows raised. "Just copy the sect rules for him – " he told him.
Wei Wuxian's face paled. "Lan Zhan!" he said, pouting.
Lan Wangji's eyes went brighter as he stared at those still moist, red lips.
Wei Wuxian saw his husband's expression and he grinned. "Lan Zhan~" he called as he hugged his husband, playing with his forehead ribbon.
"Mm?" Lan Wangji said, still staring at his wife's teasing and inviting lips.
"I'll just give him a jar of Emperor's Smile!" Wei Wuxian said and smiled brightly.
"Mn." Lan Wangji just nodded and, can't hold back anymore, devoured his wife's lips.
Wei Wuxian chuckled, delighted, and kissed him back.
Meanwhile...
Lan Qiren, silently crying as his tears are streaming down his face, carries the gifts his nephews and juniors gave him as he left.
"They still care for me!" he said and sniffed. "They still remember me!" he said, deeply touched.
Jiang Fengmian's ghost appeared once again, don't know whether to feel happy or sad of Lan Qiren's situation.
"How ironic..." he just said and sighed, know the history behind the gifts for Lan Qiren.
For his (LQR) sake, he'll (JFM) just remain silent.
Extra: A Special Place
Lan Qiren sighed after he told him (JFM) of his current problem – his (LQR) nephews (LXC and LWJ) and the juniors (LSZ and LJY) are gays.
They are giving more time and importance to their lovers than him – their uncle and senior!
"Can't you forgive them?" Jiang Fengmian asked him after a while. "After all – " he looked at him. " – they hold you in a special place in their heart." He told him.
Lan Qiren froze and he looked at Jiang Fengmian, wide-eyed. "... really?" he asked, surprised.
Jiang Fengmian nodded. "Yes." He answered. "You're still their uncle, and the one who raised them." he told him and smiled.
Lan Qiren smiled. "... I see..." he said. "I must still be important for them..." he muttered.
Jiang Fengmian nodded, then looked away. ... I think so... he thought and grimaced. He just told that to comfort him (LQR).
Extra: Lover's Gift
"Jingyi." NieHuaisang called.
Lan Jingyi turned. "Hm? What is it, Sang-gege?" he asked.
NieHuaisang smiled as he took out a scented sachet. "I hope you'll like this." he said, handing the green sachet embroidered with golden thread. "This contains medicine. If ever you're wounded, which I hope not, during your night hunts just use this – " he said.
Before he could continue, Lan Jingyi hugged him. "Sang-gege..." he whispered.
"Hm?" NieHuaisang said.
But, he didn't hear him speak. Instead, he felt something cold touched his neck. He looked down and saw a golden necklace.
His face went red.
Lan Jingyi let go of him and smiled. "I've never seen you wear a necklace before... I knew it. It looks pretty on you." He told him.
NieHuaisang's cheeks flushed and he opened his fan to cover his lower face. "... it'd look better if your arms are wrapped around it (neck)." He muttered.
"... hm?" Lan Jingyi said, didn't hear what he said.
NieHuaisang just sighed and fanned his flushed face.
"... Yuan." Jin Ling called.
"Hm- ?" Lan Sizhuisaid and turned. His face was greeted by a knitted scarf. "What – " he said, surprised, and removed the knitted scarf off his face. "Ah Ling...?" he called when he saw Jin Ling's looking away.
Did he bought again - ? he thought. He was about to return the scarf when he noticed something. After a while and he looked at Jin Ling.
His ears are red.
"... I was worried you wouldn't like this, since it's really ugly." He said and lowered his head.
The knitting is disorderly.
"... so I bought you another earlier." He explained, referring to the scarf he bought at the shop.
Lan Sizhui was shocked speechless. He didn't expect Jin Ling would do this (knitting) just for him. "Ah Ling..." he called, don't know what to say.
"Hmph." Jin Ling said, frowning, but his cheeks are flushed. "Earlier, you said..." he said, then pressed his lips tight.
He's referring to what Lan Sizhui told him before.
"... if you're cold, and I'm not around... use this – " he told him and shoved the knitted scarf to his face again.
... Ah Ling... Lan Sizhui thought, awed by how shy his lover is. He couldn't breathe with the scarf blocking his face. "Ah Ling." he called and took the scarf off his face. He looked at him and smiled. "Thank you." He told him and hugged him tight.
Jin Ling's eyes went wide, then he smiled. He hugged him back. Not long after did he feel that his hair loosened until it fell on his back.
"... I knew you'd look more beautiful – " LanSizhui whispered on his ear.
Jin Ling, still haven't recovered in shock, his face flushed. He was about to say something when he felt his hair was tied over his shoulder.
"There." Lan Sizhui said and smiled as he looked at the red ribbon tying Jin Ling's hair, which're rested on his shoulder.
Jin Ling looked at the thin, red ribbon. "... you weaved this?" he asked, his voice low.
Lan Sizhui's eyes went wide and his cheeks flushed. "Err... yeah – " he answered and scratched his cheek, embarrassed.
Jin Ling lowered his head. "... you one-upped me again..." he said.
"Eh?" Lan Sizhui said.
Jin Ling raised his head and glared at him, pouting. "Lan Yuan!" he called. "Don't think you won over me this time - !" he told him and marched away.
"... eh?" Lan Sizhui said, surprised. "Ah Ling?!" he called as he watched him march away. "... just what happened to him...?" he muttered, then sighed. "Ah Ling, wait - !" he called and ran after him.
Jin Ling smiled and started to run away, his fingers playing with the bright red ribbon on his shoulder.
"Wanyin." Lan Xichen called.
Jiang Cheng turned and saw Lan Xichen standing behind him. "What?" he asked.
Lan Xichen smiled and handed him a box. "For you." He told him.
He looked at it. "This is...?" he asked and looked at him.
But, Lan Xichen just smiled. "Open it." he told him.
Jiang Cheng's brows raised, puzzled. But, he still opened it. He felt all of his blood went to his face when he saw a paper inside.
'Marriage Contract'.
"I already signed it." Lan Xichen said. "Only yours is needed – " he told him and handed him another box, bigger than the first.
Obviously, it contains wedding clothes.
The Zidian ring started to spark purple on his finger. "Lan. Xi. Chen..." he muttered, his face dark. "STOP PLAYING AROUND - !" he yelled and the Zidian ring turned to a whip.
He laid the boxes on the table before chasing Lan Xichen who immediately ran away.
I'm serious, though... Lan Xichen thought and just laughed as he ran away from his angry soon-to-be wife.
Well, his soon-to-be-wife is always (angry).
After a few hours...
"... I have something to give you, too." Jiang Cheng said as he laid on Lan Xichen's chest.
He still signed the marriage contract, though, and kept the wedding clothes.
"Hm?" Lan Xichen said and looked at his wife's face. "... I thought the soup is your present for me." he told him.
A vein popped in Jiang Cheng's forehead and his face went dark. "... you want to be whipped again?" he asked, the Zidian ring started to spark purple again.
Lan Xichen laughed as he looked at his wife's hair. "... I have something to give you, too – " he told him.
"Hm- ?" Jiang Cheng said.
He was about to turn when the tie on his hair snapped and his hair fell down his back. His eyes went wide.
Lan Xichen smiled and touched his (JC) hair, smelling it. "Wanyin..." he called, his lips brushing over Jiang Cheng's jet-black hair.
Jiang Cheng felt his breathing shortened because of his heart that's beating fast. He was frozen stiff, but red all over his face.
He felt him (LXC) slowly braided his hair. "... I'm regretting, but at the same time glad your hair is always tied in a bun." He said.
"Why?" he asked, his voice low.
"Because – " LanXichen said after he finally braided his hair.
Jiang Cheng's eyes went wide and his face went redder when he saw him (LXC) took off his forehead ribbon and tied it on his hair.
He held his breath when he (LXC) smiled at him. " – I don't want anyone else saw how beautiful you look with your hair down." He told him.
Jiang Cheng can't take it anymore and his head exploded. He covered his burning face with his hands. "Lan Xichen, you – !" he said, mad, but his heart is beating as fast as a raging horse.
He heard him (LXC) chuckled behind him and he hugged him tight. "Thank you – " he whispered. " – my wife." He said and buried his head on his (LXC) shoulder when he (LXC) felt something cold slipped on his ring finger.
He (LXC) intertwined their hands, his ring clinked with the Zidian ring, but it didn't react with hostility.
Jiang Cheng gave him a ring the same design as Zidian, as well as making the Zidian recognize him (LXC) as its master, too.
He (LXC) can't be any happier than this.
Extra: What to give when you've already given everything? (WangXian's present)
Lan Wangji raised his head from writing and saw his wife is walking back and forth.
"What's wrong?" he asked him, the pair of black and white rabbits are playing on the side.
Wei Wuxian stopped and looked at him. Then, after a second, looked away and continued walking back and forth.
An inexplicable feeling welled up inside him (LWJ). Is he (his wife) having bad dreams again? Or disturbed by the resentful energy - ? he thought, the inexplicable feeling inside him bubbling up on his chest, making it harder for him to breathe.
"Wei Ying." He called, mustering up all of his strength.
Wei Wuxian finally stopped and looked at him.
He raised his head and looked at him, his eyes lighter and like crystal glass, sparkling by the light. "... what's wrong?" he asked, his voice soft and gentle but filled with worry and fear.
Yes. It's worry and fear that he felt – always towards him, even past or present. He can't lose him again.
Wei Wuxian's face went serious and walked towards him. "HanGuang-Jun." he called and knelt across him. "What are you thinking again...?" he asked, noticed his husband is alarmed.
Only 'this' (past) problem could make him (LWJ) alarmed and panic.
He raised his hand and touched his husband's jade white and smooth cheek. "I am now here." He told him. "I won't leave. You won't lose me again." he told him and kissed his forehead.
"Mn." Lan Wangji nodded, feeling assured. He finally calmed down. "What are you thinking earlier?" he asked him, referring to his wife walking back and forth.
Wei Wuxian froze and looked at him. Lan Wangji looked back at him.
"Err..." Wei Wuxian said, wanted to look away but can't because of his husband's intense gaze. He gulped, then sighed. "... I'm just thinking of what to give to you as a gift (Christmas) since I've already given my everything to you..." he answered, then grimaced when he saw his husband's (always) blank face. "So... what should I give to you?" he asked him, anxious.
Lan Wangji felt his heart was raised up to ninth heaven, only to fall down to the cold springs of Gusu.
"You don't have to give me anything." He told him.
"Ah?" Wei Wuxian said, surprised. "You sure?" he asked.
Lan Wangji nodded. "Mn." He answered. "Since you're the only one I wanted." He told him, staring at his wife's face. "You're the only one I need." He added, staring at his wife's face, his light-colored eyes creating ripples once again.
Wei Wuxian froze, felt his heart was pulled by Lan Wangji. "... you're really the best, Lan Zhan." He said and smiled as he jumped towards his husband and hugged him tight.
They fell on the floor, kissing passionately. What could they ask for more when they already had their everything in their arms?
(A/N: I wrote this since the extra before this have gotten too long XD fudge. Can I have a relationship like WangXian? *0* <3 <3 <3 #single #NBSB)
Extra: Drink Companion
The whistling of the cold night air can be heard. Lan Qiren's sitting on the grass, hesitating if he should drink the cup of Emperor's Smile or not.
"You've already poured a cup and all. It's a waste not to drink it." Jiang Fengmian told him.
Earlier, before he went up the mountains, for some reason, he saw his ghost. He then went and talked to him.
He looked at him. "Have you drank of this before?" he asked him.
"No." Jiang Fengmian answered, then paused. "I never had the chance..." he said, then grimaced.
He's referring to him dying.
Lan Qiren sighed and finally gulped down the cup. "I drank this for you." He told him and blew out air when he felt the liquor kicked in his veins.
Jiang Fengmian smiled. "Thank you." He told him.
Lan Qiren stared at him. "... such a waste." He muttered.
"Hm? What do you mean?" Jiang Fengmian asked.
Lan Qiren's face flushed, now feeling the liquor travelling up his head. He's drunk. "You're really handsome." He answered.
Yes. He's really drunk.
Jiang Fengmian's eyes went wide, then he chuckled. "Really?" he said.
Lan Qiren nodded. "Yes. You resemble my nephew." He told him, referring to Lan Xichen.
Jiang Fengmian smiled. "... you're like my wife and my son, too." He told him.
"Why?" he asked and hiccupped.
"... you're not really honest with your feelings." Jiang Fengmian answered and smiled.
Lan Qiren froze and looked at him. "What do you mean?" he asked him, his forehead knotted.
Jiang Fengmian turned to him. "... you're curious why your nephews like men, right?" he asked.
Lan Qiren felt his drunkenness went away. His face went serious. "... really." He said and sighed. He put down the cup and stood up. "Stop planting thoughts in my head." he said, frowning.
"... I'm just stating facts." Jiang Fengmian said. "What you think is of your own." He said, then looked at him. "Why? Did you just think of something just now?" he asked, his eyes staring in his eyes.
Lan Qiren's eyes narrowed. "Stop it." He told him, mad. "I'm warning you – " he told him and took a step back.
"I'm just but a ghost." Jiang Fengmian said. "What can I do to a living?" he asked, then looked at him. "You're scared." He told him.
Lan Qiren didn't answer and just gritted his teeth.
"... you want to find out why men like men?" Jiang Fengmian asked.
Lan Qiren's eyes went wide and his face paled.
Jiang Fengmian stared at him. "... shall we find that out together - ?" he asked.
Lan Qiren finally found his voice. But, before he could speak, he felt a soft breeze touched his lips.
What the – he thought, wide-eyed, when he saw Jiang Fengmian is standing before him, his face is close to his (face) and his lips are on his (lips). His eyes are closed.
"Wha – " he said, shocked, and felt that the blood on his body drained.
"Oh – " JiangFengmian said when he saw his body is transparent again.
Lan Qiren's eyes narrowed and his face went dark as a vein popped in forehead. "Wait - !" he called and tried to grab Jiang Fengmian, but his hand just passed through. "What was that just now?!" he asked, mad. "You solidified when you k... me – " he said, his face flushed but in anger. "Then you conveniently returned to a ghost again when I'm about to kill you - !" he said.
"I'm already dead." Jiang Fengmian calmly answered.
"Then live again and I'll kill you for doing such a... such a... a - !" Lan Qiren said, mad.
Jiang Fengmian's brows raised, then he chuckled, "You've found the answer to your problem?" he asked when he saw Lan Qiren's flushed face.
Lan Qiren's eyes went wide and his face went redder, but because of anger. "SHUT UP!" he roared, his voice echoed on the quiet mountains of Gusu in the dead of the night.
Jiang Fengmian's eyes went wide, then he laughed. "I thought noise if forbidden in the Cloud Recesses – " he said.
"How dare you point this out to me when you're the reason - !" Lan Qiren said and immediately picked up the gifts he received.
Jiang Fengmian looked at the jar he's (LQR) holding. "And I thought alcohol is forbidden, too – " he added.
"Blame your adopted son for making this trend - !" Lan Qiren hissed as he ran away.
Jiang Fengmian just laughed. "Why don't you leave it, then, instead of running away with it - ?" he asked, smiling brightly.
"That's because more chaos will happen if someone found this alcohol and drink it - !" Lan Qiren answered, gritting his teeth.
"... but you'll drink it, won't you?"
Lan Qiren blew out air. "Fine, I won't! Even if this is a present - !" he said, frowning.
Jiang Fengmian chuckled. "You really aren't honest to your feelings – " he said.
A vein popped in Lan Qiren's forehead as his face went dark. "SHUT UP!!!" he snapped.
Hisvoice echoed on the quiet mountains of Gusu in the dead of the night – again. But, it was joined with the hearty laugh of a gentle voice of a certain ghost.
A new companion to drink together with every night.
Extra: Apology Presents
Lan Qiren smiled, teary-eyed as he looks at the gifts they all gave him. "My nephews... my juniors..." he muttered, touched, remembering the four (LXC, LWJ, LSZ and LJY).
He opened the gifts one by one. But, as he opens them, his forehead knotted.
A word card is attached to every gift.
He knew that it's the four's handwriting. His forehead knotted when he saw the first word.
'Sorry'. For what? He thought.
'I/We'. You all...? He thought.
'am/are'. Hm? What are they apologizing for? He thought.
He felt his chest hurt because of the surging blood when he saw the last word. Only then did he realize it – that truth that he forcefully pushing to the depths of his mind.
'Sorry, I/we am/are gay.'
On that day, Lan Qiren received a grim reminder that there's no way there'll be a holiday – a day that's peaceful, for him.
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