modern day au where wwx is a stem kid who makes small lil illustrations on twt as a stressbuster!! he grew up in a v green area n he likes drawing plants n flowers n nature n he's really good at it!!!
so one day someone asks to commission him bc they really like his style ++
so one day someone asks to commission him bc they really like his style ++
n they ask him to draw a lil bouquet bc they wanna send the drawing to their crush and wwx is a fucking romantic so he gets super hyped abt it and he spends hours researching nice n pretty flowers w rlly romantic meanings n he ends up drawing peonies n lillies ++
n it's a small commission so he just does like two prominent flowers w a few fillers, n when it's done two days later, he messages his commissioner n explains the meaning of peonies (romance, bashfulness) and lillies (bc in china hey mean 'love that lasts for 100 years')
and he really!! really!!! really!!!! emphasizes that they wanna know the crush's reaction n he just really wants to know what happens next n if they want another drawing, wwx is 10000% up for it ok, he loves love!!!!
but imagine his surprise, when a few weeks later, he gets to class, and on his desk is a copy of his drawing, with a simple message: 'for you.'
n he really doesnt know how to react, n he assumes it was for someone else?? and he just smiles at it fondly and puts it in his back.
when he gets back on twt, he sees a message from his commissioner: 'i think he liked it. may i please commission you for another?'
when he gets back on twt, he sees a message from his commissioner: 'i think he liked it. may i please commission you for another?'
and so he grins, and agrees, because of course!!! of course he wants to help this person get with their crush through lil drawings!!!!!!
(he's not sure how a copy of it got on his table, but ??? it was probably nie huaisang or jiang cheng fucking around with him or smth)
(he's not sure how a copy of it got on his table, but ??? it was probably nie huaisang or jiang cheng fucking around with him or smth)
so this time, his commissioner asks for a bigger bouquet!!! and coloured!!! with a couple of bunnies!!!
wwx: hey, why the bunnies?
twt user hgjun: he has bunny teeth and bunnies are cute. so is he.
wwx clutches his chest and lets out a feral scream because holy SHIT!!!!!!
wwx: hey, why the bunnies?
twt user hgjun: he has bunny teeth and bunnies are cute. so is he.
wwx clutches his chest and lets out a feral scream because holy SHIT!!!!!!
that's the cutest fucking thing!!!!!!!!!
and like, wwx loves love, so of course, he agrees to the commission!
but this time, he asks if they want a specific flower or some kind of message he wants to relay?
and user hgjun says: 'i want to tell him he's beautiful...'
and like, wwx loves love, so of course, he agrees to the commission!
but this time, he asks if they want a specific flower or some kind of message he wants to relay?
and user hgjun says: 'i want to tell him he's beautiful...'
wwx may or may not have teared up at that, just because it's just so!!!! fucking!!!!! cute!!!!!!!!!
so he gets started on the bouquet, and after his research– looking through a few different forums–– he ends up with four flowers and a couple of filler leaves.
so he gets started on the bouquet, and after his research– looking through a few different forums–– he ends up with four flowers and a couple of filler leaves.
he's picked out calla lilies (for beauty), morning glories (for affection), mealycup sage ('thinking of you'), and pink camellias ('i long for you')
since it's a larger piece, with more details and colours, it takes him a good five days to be satisfied with it.
since it's a larger piece, with more details and colours, it takes him a good five days to be satisfied with it.
he doesn't exactly have the liberty of a lot of free time these days, but he's invested in hgjun's love story now, so he squeezes in time to draw in the courtyard as he waits for lan zhan to join him after class.
as he finishes adding the finishing touches to the bunnies, he looks up to see lan zhan walking out of class.
wwx's heart skips a beat at the sight, and he grins widely. carefully closing his sketchbook, he shoves it in his bag.
"lan zhan!" he calls out to him. "lan zhan!"
wwx's heart skips a beat at the sight, and he grins widely. carefully closing his sketchbook, he shoves it in his bag.
"lan zhan!" he calls out to him. "lan zhan!"
he bounds up to lwj. "how was class? did your test go well?"
"class was good. the test was as expected," lan zhan replies, as they start to head towards the lunch hall.
"you were probably the best in there!" wwx exclaims. he misses the way lwj's ears turn red at that.
"class was good. the test was as expected," lan zhan replies, as they start to head towards the lunch hall.
"you were probably the best in there!" wwx exclaims. he misses the way lwj's ears turn red at that.
when he gets back, he spends about an hour adding the finishing details on the drawing, and then sends it off.
wwx: i hope you (and your crush) like it! and like last time please tell me what he thinks!!!!
hgjun: it's beautiful. thank you. i will keep you updated.
wwx: i hope you (and your crush) like it! and like last time please tell me what he thinks!!!!
hgjun: it's beautiful. thank you. i will keep you updated.
and if wwx absent-mindedly added a little blue bow on one of the bunnies, in the exact shade of lan zhan's ever-present blue necklace, while wishing he could give such a bouquet to his best friend... well, no one can call him out on it.
a week goes by, and wwx is engrossed in classes, and his ever-growing pile of work.
and to be honest, he doesn't really have time for art.
and yet, despite this, he checks every day, to see if hgjun has sent him any updates on their love life.
and to be honest, he doesn't really have time for art.
and yet, despite this, he checks every day, to see if hgjun has sent him any updates on their love life.
he sort of hopes there isn't one purely because he can't commit to a commission right now.
he doesn't think he's seen jiejie in over two weeks, and the only time he sees jiang cheng or huaisang is during lunch, when they come and interrupt his time with lan zhan.
he doesn't think he's seen jiejie in over two weeks, and the only time he sees jiang cheng or huaisang is during lunch, when they come and interrupt his time with lan zhan.
and see, wwx doesn't like wednesdays all that much. and yes, he knows it's weird to feel that way even though he has only one 4pm class.
it's because wednesdays are lan zhan's heaviest days. his classes start at 8am, and end at 6pm. with one tiny 30 minute break in the middle.
it's because wednesdays are lan zhan's heaviest days. his classes start at 8am, and end at 6pm. with one tiny 30 minute break in the middle.
as fate would have it, lan zhan's 30-minute break is at 4pm. so it's really the one day he doesn't get to see lan zhan at all.
and wwx knows that if he asked, lan zhan would force himself out for dinner with him, despite how exhausted he might be.
except, wwx would never ask.
and wwx knows that if he asked, lan zhan would force himself out for dinner with him, despite how exhausted he might be.
except, wwx would never ask.
this wednesday, in particular, has been rough.
wwx woke up late, broke his coffee machine, forgot his laptop charger, spilled his lunch over wen qing, AND got soaked in an unexpected downpour.
wwx woke up late, broke his coffee machine, forgot his laptop charger, spilled his lunch over wen qing, AND got soaked in an unexpected downpour.
by the time he gets home, it's already 7:30, and he's resigned himself to go to bed without dinner, lest he breaks something else.
except, when he gets to his floor, he notices something stuck to his door.
knowing his luck today, it's probably an eviction notice or something.
except, when he gets to his floor, he notices something stuck to his door.
knowing his luck today, it's probably an eviction notice or something.
it's not an eviction notice.
it's his drawing, from almost two weeks ago. his commission.
the one he sent to hgjun.
he carefully peels the drawing off of his door, and examines it, wondering, again, how someone got it and stuck it here.
and good god, the audacity!
it's his drawing, from almost two weeks ago. his commission.
the one he sent to hgjun.
he carefully peels the drawing off of his door, and examines it, wondering, again, how someone got it and stuck it here.
and good god, the audacity!
the thief even had the guts to go and /vandalise/ it!
where he had only drawn a blue ribbon on one bunny, there's a (sort of) matching red ribbon on the second one.
...it's cute, in a way, but that's not the point!
the point is that it was stolen from him! and possibly hgjun!
where he had only drawn a blue ribbon on one bunny, there's a (sort of) matching red ribbon on the second one.
...it's cute, in a way, but that's not the point!
the point is that it was stolen from him! and possibly hgjun!
"who the fuck– garbage people– fuckin' capitalism–making people lose the value of art..."
he mutters to himself as he carefully folds the print into a neat square and places it in his bag. then he pulls out his keys, and jiggles the door open only to stop right in his tracks.
he mutters to himself as he carefully folds the print into a neat square and places it in his bag. then he pulls out his keys, and jiggles the door open only to stop right in his tracks.
"lan zhan!" he exclaims, with a wide grin on his face at the sight of the other in his flat.
"hm," lan zhan's eyes are warm. then, his face changes, and a wrinkle appears between his eyes.
"lan zhan?" wwx doesn't like that there's something bothering lan zhan "what's wrong?"
"hm," lan zhan's eyes are warm. then, his face changes, and a wrinkle appears between his eyes.
"lan zhan?" wwx doesn't like that there's something bothering lan zhan "what's wrong?"
wwx stares at lan zhan, observing how tired he looks, and before he can say anything, ask why lan zhan's here, instead of at his own dorm, ask what has him worried, or fret over him in any way, lan zhan has taken wwx's bag from his shoulder, and handed him a dry towel. "lan zh–"
"get dry. exams are coming. you can't fall sick."
"alright, alright," he says, as lan zhan turns away, to put his bag on the sofa.
"wait here, i'll change and be right out!"
"no."
"huh?"
"it was cold. shower as well. then we can eat. food will be here soon."
"alright, alright," he says, as lan zhan turns away, to put his bag on the sofa.
"wait here, i'll change and be right out!"
"no."
"huh?"
"it was cold. shower as well. then we can eat. food will be here soon."
a smile blossoms on wwx's face and he nods quickly. "i'll be fast!"
not only will he have dinner tonight, but he'll have it with his favourite person in the world!
fifteen minutes, a hot shower, and his warmest pair of clothes later, wwx steps out of his room.
then it hits.
not only will he have dinner tonight, but he'll have it with his favourite person in the world!
fifteen minutes, a hot shower, and his warmest pair of clothes later, wwx steps out of his room.
then it hits.
the smell!
lan zhan's back is facing him, but a few quick steps, and a peek over lan zhan's shoulder confirms what his gut was telling him.
"lan zhan! you ordered from dafan?" he grins, staring at the boxes of delivery. "you really are the best kind of person, lan zhan!"
lan zhan's back is facing him, but a few quick steps, and a peek over lan zhan's shoulder confirms what his gut was telling him.
"lan zhan! you ordered from dafan?" he grins, staring at the boxes of delivery. "you really are the best kind of person, lan zhan!"
lwj's ears turn pink, but wwx doesn't notice.
"mn. you mentioned it last week."
wwx plasters himself along lan zhan's back and hugs him. he smiles widely. "you remembered that?"
"i remember everything wei ying says to me,"
"you really are amazing, lan zhan!"
"mn. you mentioned it last week."
wwx plasters himself along lan zhan's back and hugs him. he smiles widely. "you remembered that?"
"i remember everything wei ying says to me,"
"you really are amazing, lan zhan!"
"come. eat." lan zhan says, instead of replying to that, and takes wwx's wrist. he gently pries wwx off of his back, and guides him to a chair.
"alright, alright," wwx pouts for a second, before he busies himself with opening the boxes of food.
"alright, alright," wwx pouts for a second, before he busies himself with opening the boxes of food.
lan zhan opens his kitchen cupboards and pulls out two bowls, and two sets of chopsticks. he settles down opposite wwx, and serves their dinner.
wwx takes his bowl with a grateful nod, and takes a bite. the spice hits his tongue, and he grins at the flavour.
wwx takes his bowl with a grateful nod, and takes a bite. the spice hits his tongue, and he grins at the flavour.
"hey, lan zhan! did i tell you what wen ning did today?"
"talking during meals is forbidden."
"but–"
"wei ying." lan zhan gives him a stern look, and wwx laughs, but quietens down.
a moment later, he looks back at lan zhan, and sees him focused on his own meal.
"talking during meals is forbidden."
"but–"
"wei ying." lan zhan gives him a stern look, and wwx laughs, but quietens down.
a moment later, he looks back at lan zhan, and sees him focused on his own meal.
wwx smiles.
he's sitting at home after a shitty day, eating some of his favourite food, with his favourite person in the world... well... maybe wednesdays aren't all that bad.
(even if someone stole and vandalised his art. –he's really got to get to the bottom of that soon!)
he's sitting at home after a shitty day, eating some of his favourite food, with his favourite person in the world... well... maybe wednesdays aren't all that bad.
(even if someone stole and vandalised his art. –he's really got to get to the bottom of that soon!)
thankfully, fridays are good. he gets to wake up at a nice and easy 10am, and gets to his only class of the day at noon.
this time, though, when wwx wakes up, there’s a message waiting for him.
hgjun: may i request another drawing?
he grins, yawning as he starts typing.
this time, though, when wwx wakes up, there’s a message waiting for him.
hgjun: may i request another drawing?
he grins, yawning as he starts typing.
wwx: of course! what are you looking for this time?
the response is immediate.
hgjun: something to tell him i love him.
wwx frowns. that’s too generic. especially after all the other things he'd drawn for hgjun.
the response is immediate.
hgjun: something to tell him i love him.
wwx frowns. that’s too generic. especially after all the other things he'd drawn for hgjun.
wwx: well, usually it’s roses for love, but after all the other drawings... how about you tell me how you feel n i can draw something based on that? i want to do something more than just roses, you know?
the typing indicator appears, and stays on screen for a long time.
hgjun: i have loved him for almost as long as i have known him. he makes me so very happy. he is wonderful, and kind, and fair, and true, and everything good in a person.
hgjun: i have loved him for almost as long as i have known him. he makes me so very happy. he is wonderful, and kind, and fair, and true, and everything good in a person.
hgjun: he is the reason i want to become a better person. he means more to me than words can describe. it doesn't matter if i don't have his love in return. i only want to love him and let him live happily.
wwx stares at his screen and lets out a little whine. this is so cute??
wwx stares at his screen and lets out a little whine. this is so cute??
without thinking, he responds.
wwx: wow, hgjun! reading this makes me feel like you’re describing my feelings towards the one i love, haha!
wwx: that aside, your love for this person is truly beautiful, and i will do my best to draw you something that you both will love.
wwx: wow, hgjun! reading this makes me feel like you’re describing my feelings towards the one i love, haha!
wwx: that aside, your love for this person is truly beautiful, and i will do my best to draw you something that you both will love.
hgjun: thank you.
wwx: so uh, how many flowers would you like? and would you want it coloured, like last time?
hgjun: coloured, please.
hgjun: please feel free to do as much as is necessary. money is of no matter to me. i will pay you for your services as you deem fit.
wwx: so uh, how many flowers would you like? and would you want it coloured, like last time?
hgjun: coloured, please.
hgjun: please feel free to do as much as is necessary. money is of no matter to me. i will pay you for your services as you deem fit.
wwx snorts at the screen. oh, so they’re rich, rich.
he shakes his head at himself.
wwx: alright, then! let me see what i can come up with, and i’ll get back to you in a few days!
and with that, he finally gets himself out of bed, and starts going about his day.
he shakes his head at himself.
wwx: alright, then! let me see what i can come up with, and i’ll get back to you in a few days!
and with that, he finally gets himself out of bed, and starts going about his day.
the day goes as well as expected, and he ends up meeting lan zhan for lunch, as they always do, and wwx spends most of it chatting about the shenanigans that went on when wen ning and jiang cheng got paired in class.
except.
except.
wwx can’t stop thinking about hgjun’s words. and how they made him feel. how as soon as he read hgjun's words, he thought of lan zhan, and really, he couldn’t help it. and he's known he's loved lan zhan for a while, now, right?
and if this stranger on the internet is doing something to woo the person he loves, why can’t wwx do the same?
okay, fuck it.
he has to do something. say something.
but… what?
what can he do or say that would express how he feels for lan zhan?
okay, fuck it.
he has to do something. say something.
but… what?
what can he do or say that would express how he feels for lan zhan?
his mind wanders back to hgjun’s words, and that’s when it clicks.
“flowers!” he exclaims, loudly. –– in the silent zone of the library.
“shhhh!!!” someone says, and wwx giggles guiltily, raising a hand in apology before quietly going back to his table and sitting down.
“flowers!” he exclaims, loudly. –– in the silent zone of the library.
“shhhh!!!” someone says, and wwx giggles guiltily, raising a hand in apology before quietly going back to his table and sitting down.
he opens up his laptop and starts researching. might as well get two birds with one stone, right? he can research flowers to draw for hgjun, and give lan zhan a real bouquet, right?
and the best part is, if he chickens out, he can just pretend it was nothing! it’s not like lan zhan would know flower language, right?
he rubs his hands together with glee and starts typing.
–––
he rubs his hands together with glee and starts typing.
–––
four days later, on wednesday, wwx sends off his finished drawing to hgjun. it didn’t take long this time, mostly bc wwx was working on it with a single-minded focus, but also bc it helped distract him from the inevitable anxiety that would come from actually buying the flowers++
and giving them to lan zhan.
a single red chrysanthemum, a couple of daffodils, some white heather, primroses, pink zinnias and a few yellow tulips.
it’s a chaotic arrangement, but it works.
ish.
wwx: it’s a bit messy, but here it is!!
a single red chrysanthemum, a couple of daffodils, some white heather, primroses, pink zinnias and a few yellow tulips.
it’s a chaotic arrangement, but it works.
ish.
wwx: it’s a bit messy, but here it is!!
wwx: for the meanings! the chrysanthemum for ‘i love you’, the daffodils for “the sun is always shining when i'm with u”, heather for protection, primroses for “i can’t live without u”, the zinnias for lasting affection, and the yellow tulips for ‘there’s sunshine in ur smile’!
wwx: it’s super sappy, but i hope you (and your crush) will like it!
the typing indicator appears in moments.
hgjun: thank you. i will update you when i give it to him.
wwx: 👉😎👉
–––
the typing indicator appears in moments.
hgjun: thank you. i will update you when i give it to him.
wwx: 👉😎👉
–––
later that day, wwx places an order online for a bouquet of red chrysanthemums, daffodils, white heather, primroses, pink zinnias and yellow tulips.
he’s about to check out, when he sees a discount on red roses too.
he’s about to check out, when he sees a discount on red roses too.
“ah fuck it,” he says out loud as he adds a few of those to his cart and weeps on behalf of his bank account as he pays for the flowers.
‘thank you for shopping at wen chao's flowers! your flowers will be delivered within two business days.’
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‘thank you for shopping at wen chao's flowers! your flowers will be delivered within two business days.’
–––
the flowers are delivered at 9am on friday.
so instead of waking up nice and easy at 10am, wwx was woken at 9. and by 9:30am, he’s dressed in his nicest pair of jeans and a nice white shirt that he wears to job interviews.
so instead of waking up nice and easy at 10am, wwx was woken at 9. and by 9:30am, he’s dressed in his nicest pair of jeans and a nice white shirt that he wears to job interviews.
and then on second thought, he grabs his red scarf and heads out the door.
he pointedly doesn’t think about anything other than getting the flowers to lan zhan.
he pointedly doesn’t think about anything other than getting the flowers to lan zhan.
doesn’t think about lan zhan’s potential reaction to the flowers, or what he would say to lan zhan while giving the flowers to him or what lan zhan might do after taking them –– or not taking them… or the many, many ways in which lan zhan could reject him.
wwx doesn’t think about any of that. nope. not for a moment.
it’s 9:40 now, and wwx is pacing outside lan zhan’s flat. he’s not nervous. of course not. not at all.
he’s just. worried. about whether he’ll disturb lan zhan. and interrupt his morning routine.
it’s 9:40 now, and wwx is pacing outside lan zhan’s flat. he’s not nervous. of course not. not at all.
he’s just. worried. about whether he’ll disturb lan zhan. and interrupt his morning routine.
he walks all the way to end of the hallway before deciding–– fuck it.
he heads back to stand in front of lan zhan’s door and knocks, three sharp knocks.
holding the flowers in front of him, wwx waits for the door to open.
he heads back to stand in front of lan zhan’s door and knocks, three sharp knocks.
holding the flowers in front of him, wwx waits for the door to open.
the door opens with a soft ‘click’ and wwx’s grip on the flowers tightens.
“wei… ying?”
“lan zhan!” he thrusts the bouquet at him. “for you!”
“for me?” gentle hands wrap around his own, and wwx lets go of the flowers, trying not to let his hands linger under lan zhan’s.
“wei… ying?”
“lan zhan!” he thrusts the bouquet at him. “for you!”
“for me?” gentle hands wrap around his own, and wwx lets go of the flowers, trying not to let his hands linger under lan zhan’s.
“you know,” wwx starts, as lan zhan leads him into the apartment, completely missing lan zhan’s soft thanks, “it’s a crazy combination, but i think they look nice together… there’s like six different flowers in this,” he chatters, as he follows lan zhan into the kitchen.
wwx watches as lan zhan finds a vase and fills it with water.
“there’s chrysanthemums, the red ones, and zinnias, the pink ones,” he points them out, not noticing how lan zhan’s eyes have widened and his movements slowed. “there’s daffodils, and heather, there, see? ++
“there’s chrysanthemums, the red ones, and zinnias, the pink ones,” he points them out, not noticing how lan zhan’s eyes have widened and his movements slowed. “there’s daffodils, and heather, there, see? ++
and primroses, aaaand yellow tulips!”
by the time he looks back up, lan zhan’s staring at him with wide eyes, and strangely, red ears. “wait, what? what’s wrong? oh my god, are you allergic to flowers?“ he asks, panicking. "last i remember you weren't allergic to them, right?"
by the time he looks back up, lan zhan’s staring at him with wide eyes, and strangely, red ears. “wait, what? what’s wrong? oh my god, are you allergic to flowers?“ he asks, panicking. "last i remember you weren't allergic to them, right?"
“no, i’m not allergic,“ lan zhan replies, shaking his head, as he places the flowers in the vase.
“oh thank god! lan zhan, you scared me!“
“sorry…”
“oh thank god! lan zhan, you scared me!“
“sorry…”
wwx watches as lan zhan arranges the flowers neatly, and there’s silence, before lan zhan speaks. “these flowers… do you know what they mean?”
wait, what the fuck? wwx blanks out. “uhhh, do you know what they mean?”
“…”
wait, what the fuck? wwx blanks out. “uhhh, do you know what they mean?”
“…”
holy shit. he knows? how? and then again, of course lan zhan knows flower language. of course he does. “lan zhan? do you know what these flowers mean? how did you know?”
“someone… they drew these…”
“someone… they drew these…”
“oh, someone gave you a drawing of these flowers?”
so... someone asked him to draw romantic bouquets for his best friend (that he’s in love with) which is fair of course, because lan zhan is the absolute best and deserves every one of those drawings, and more but… ++
so... someone asked him to draw romantic bouquets for his best friend (that he’s in love with) which is fair of course, because lan zhan is the absolute best and deserves every one of those drawings, and more but… ++
isn’t it a little too cruel for fate to play with his feelings like this? he swallows a lump in his throat.
“no… i asked someone to draw these… so i could give them… to you…”
“wait, lan zhan… the drawing on my table? and on my door? that was you?”
“no… i asked someone to draw these… so i could give them… to you…”
“wait, lan zhan… the drawing on my table? and on my door? that was you?”
lan zhan’s ears are red now. but his eyes are fixed on wei ying as he nods.
“oh.”
and suddenly it all clicks together. the person who commissioned him… twitter user hgjun… was lan zhan all along! and the drawings weren’t vandalism and art theft… they were gifts! for him! ++
“oh.”
and suddenly it all clicks together. the person who commissioned him… twitter user hgjun… was lan zhan all along! and the drawings weren’t vandalism and art theft… they were gifts! for him! ++
because he’s the person lan zhan loves!
holy shit, lan zhan loves him!
oh my god.
“oh my god,” he says, looking at lan zhan. “lan zhan, it was you? you were the one who commissioned the drawings?”
“yes.”
“oh.”
“why… why did you give me these flowers?”
wwx stares at him.
holy shit, lan zhan loves him!
oh my god.
“oh my god,” he says, looking at lan zhan. “lan zhan, it was you? you were the one who commissioned the drawings?”
“yes.”
“oh.”
“why… why did you give me these flowers?”
wwx stares at him.
“is it because they look nice together?”
oh. turns out lan zhan is a dummy, isn’t he?
oh. turns out lan zhan is a dummy, isn’t he?
wwx grins, and starts speaking, without really having any idea of what he’s going to say. “well, i don’t know if you know, but there’s this thing called flower language, right? and it’s really helpful to know because they’re a subtle way of being passive-aggressive, you know? ++
because in flower language, most flowers have different meanings!“ he says enthusiastically, “so in this bouquet, for example,“ he starts.
“okay so i know you dont smile so much, but when you do, i sometimes forget to breathe, haha~~” he grins, “so the yellow tulips mean that ++
“okay so i know you dont smile so much, but when you do, i sometimes forget to breathe, haha~~” he grins, “so the yellow tulips mean that ++
there’s sunshine in your smile. and sometimes just, you know, being around you makes me so happy that i forget everything except you, so there’s daffodils that mean that the sun is shining whenever i’m with you. and these tiny babies mean that i cant live without you,” he says++
carefully cradling the primroses. “because sometimes i really think that i can’t…”
all this time, he’s had his eyes fixed on the flowers, so he misses lan zhan’s blushing.
“and these are zinnias, and they’re for lasting affection, because even before i knew, there was no ++
all this time, he’s had his eyes fixed on the flowers, so he misses lan zhan’s blushing.
“and these are zinnias, and they’re for lasting affection, because even before i knew, there was no ++
doubt that you were one of my favorite people in the world,” he grins, “and this is heather, because even if this ends badly,” his voice cracks at that, “i want you to always be safe and ha-“ and he’s about to continue, when he feels lan zhan step into his personal space.
“it won’t.”
“what?”
“it won’t end badly.”
“how do you even know that? this could just be the world’s most platonic bouquet, you know? and besides, i haven’t even told you what the red chrysanthemums mean,” he says with a little strangled laugh.
“what?”
“it won’t end badly.”
“how do you even know that? this could just be the world’s most platonic bouquet, you know? and besides, i haven’t even told you what the red chrysanthemums mean,” he says with a little strangled laugh.
wwx watches as lan zhan pulls one out one single red chrysanthemum and gives it to him. “from me, to you,” he says, looking right at wei ying. “not platonically.”
“what? really? are you sure? i mean—“
except, lan zhan has stepped closer, and placed his hand on wei ying’s jaw.
“what? really? are you sure? i mean—“
except, lan zhan has stepped closer, and placed his hand on wei ying’s jaw.
“i am sure that i am in love with you, wei ying,” he says, quietly.
“oh,” wwx deflates.
“hm,” lan zhan says, still looking at him, not moving.
“can i kiss you?” wwx asks, leaning right into lan zhan’s hand.
“oh,” wwx deflates.
“hm,” lan zhan says, still looking at him, not moving.
“can i kiss you?” wwx asks, leaning right into lan zhan’s hand.
lan zhan doesn’t reply, and instead, just dips his head to place a soft, sweet kiss on wei ying’s lips. he pulls away almost immediately as if scared of his actions.
“lan zhan, i’ve been waiting for forever to do that. you can’t just kiss me like that and mmf––”
“lan zhan, i’ve been waiting for forever to do that. you can’t just kiss me like that and mmf––”
his words are cut off by another kiss, this time, a lot more like wei ying had been imagining.
a long few moments later, when they pull away, wwx smiles, big and silly, and speaks, “oh, yeah, in case that giant bouquet didn’t make it super clear, i love you too, and i meant ++
a long few moments later, when they pull away, wwx smiles, big and silly, and speaks, “oh, yeah, in case that giant bouquet didn’t make it super clear, i love you too, and i meant ++
all the flowers too. i love you and i hope you’re always happy and safe and loved and protected mmff–“
lan zhan’s lips are on his, and he doesn’t really care about finishing the rest of his sentence anymore.
–– fin! ✨
lan zhan’s lips are on his, and he doesn’t really care about finishing the rest of his sentence anymore.
–– fin! ✨
a month before their one year anniversary
wwx: hey, did you ever figure out how i knew that the drawings were from you?
lwj: well, i assume you saw the red ribbon in the shade of your scard that i had drawn on the second bunny drawing and made an educated guess?
wwx: hey, did you ever figure out how i knew that the drawings were from you?
lwj: well, i assume you saw the red ribbon in the shade of your scard that i had drawn on the second bunny drawing and made an educated guess?
wwx, laughing: oh. i thought that was vandalism. and art theft.
lwj: what?
wwx: yeah,,, well, i know u don’t use twitter that much, but uhhh. my handle is yilinglaozu.
lwj: what?
lwj: what?
wwx: yeah,,, well, i know u don’t use twitter that much, but uhhh. my handle is yilinglaozu.
lwj: what?
wwx: yea, haha. i was the one u commissioned to draw the drawings u wanted to give to me. which i think is fair bc i used all the money from ur commissions to get u that giant bouquet, hehe~~
lwj, still processing: oh my god.
lwj, still processing: oh my god.
