Wei Ying woke up the next day to a pale arm firmly hugging his hips – he had missed sleeping naked so much! – and when he turned his head to the side sleepily, he saw a very flushed Lan Wangji, staring at him with sparkling, hungry eyes.
Yesterday evening they had fallen asleep without a plan, or effort, after spending the whole day in bed, cuddling and whispering the softest solace words to each other. Later, exhausted by two weeks of hell, they had just taken their clothes off and, after all the tedious procedures with the stupid bandages, they'd fallen into oblivion in each other's arms.
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- Lan Zhan... – his voice trailed. – Are you watching me while I'm sleeping now?! Are you sure you're not a psycho killer?! Coz I'm---
- Hush.
The voice sounded low and menacing, and when Wei Ying looked down, he saw just how aroused the blond boy was. He grinned, and decided to tease him some more, as was his habit:
- Why are you giving me orders all the time now, moron?! I---
- Wei Ying, hush.
- Hmmm. Oh, well... Is it bad, babe...?
He purred now, raising his hand to caress the burning cheek, and Lan Zhan just closed his eyes, defeated by the slow touch.
- Do you... Maybe---
- If you don't stop talking, I'll gag you.
The golden hair spilled over his face, as the sudden kiss left him stunned and breathless indeed.
- But Wangji, I can easily remove the---
- I'll tie you up. – Lan Zhan growled. – So shut up. Be a good boy.
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