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#DarkLanZhan cw : murder

wei ying's hands shake as he looks at the letter in his hands.

his...his lan zhan...his lan zhan is not what he seems at all.

his–no. lan wangji. lan wangji had killed the jiangs. spared only jiang yanli. both of them have mourned for two years.

https://twitter.com/laiya_aura/status/1588838354912956416

so it wasn't an accident. it wasn't a plane crash after all.

how had they been so gullible? they hadn't even been able to see the bodies.

the news had been so shocking that they didn't suspect foulplay.

'the alpha that you're married to is not as he seems. he's guilty of killing the people you called family. and he did it to have you.'

but why? why did lan zh–lan wangji have to kill to marry him?

why did lan wangji have to go to such extremes....

and to think, he was going to celebrate their 2 year wedding anniversary today. to think he had been ready to get all dolled up for the alpha that killed the people who raised him.

(wei ying tried to ignore the very, very small part of him that felt a slight amount of relief)

wei ying looked at the clock. his husband comes home sharp at 7. it's 6:28. he has time to snoop around and check if lan wangji is a serial killer or if the three jiangs had been his only target.

wei ying doesn't know what will be more relieving.

wei ying enters the alpha's home office, a place that he never really entered. his alpha had told him that it'd be too boring for wei ying.

'too boring or too scary, lan zhan?'

a shook, scared and unsettled wei ying had let in the strong alpha that lan zhan is into his heart.

but turns out, he's been living with a cold-blooded mur–

wei ying needs to leave. that's what he needs to do. he has to run.

the stress makes him nauseous but he holds it in because he's struck with a reminder.

he's pregnant.

he's pregnant and the baby's father is a murd–

wei ying can't even complete the sentence in his own head.

he'd been so excited to tell the alpha about their baby. he'd planned it all. only for the letter to shatter his reality.

he runs to his bedroom and whips out a suitcase, rushing to pack it all. his clothes, some money, some of the gifts lan zhan gave him that he can sell for a good amount of money (as much as it'd break his heart) and suppressants.

"wei ying. you seem to be in a hurry."

wei ying drops the things in his arms and turns around to see lan wangji standing at the bedroom entrance. he seems to be taking in the haphazard state of the bedroom.

"l-lan zhan! you're back early." wei ying says, eyeing the clock. it's just 6:40. why is he back early!

"mn. wei ying had said he had a surprise for me. didn't want to keep wei ying waiting." lan wangji says and comes closer. wei ying, for probably the first time ever, feels fear.

his intuitive alpha immediately notices the spike of sourness in his scent.

fuck.

lan wangji's eyes are no longer soft.

"you know something." he says simply, shutting the door behind him.

"no." wei ying answers, taking a step back.

"then why are you scared? of your alpha?" lan wangji asks, his voice indicating his hurt.

"no, i'm not. maybe lan zhan is just tired. want this omega to massage your shoulders to ease them?"

"wei ying, don't hide anything from me. why is the suitcase out?" lan wangji says, looking at how the suitcase has been stuffed without any organisation.

as if he can't wait to get the fuck out of here. wei ying notices the second lan wangji makes that guess.

"i would know if you have a trip planned." lan wangji says casually as he corners wei ying to the wall.

"how would you?" wei ying whispers and lan wangji tilts his head

"wei ying is being obtuse on purpose."

"you have me tracked?!"

"for your safety."

wei ying scoffs.

"does wei ying think otherwise?"

"i'm starting to think i don't know you as well as i thought i did." wei ying says, trying to mask his fear by locking their gazes.

"wei ying can ask me anything and i will tell him whatever he needs to know."

"is that so? doesn't seem to be true."

"maybe because wei ying never asked." lan wangji says and tugs wei ying's face up by holding his chin.

"did you kill a-cheng, yu furen and jiang shushu?" wei ying asks, tired of running away from the truth and beating around the bush.

he's already been cornered. lan zhan doesn't give up easy.

what's the worst thing that can happen? lan zhan might kill him. so be it.

better him than anybody else. lan zhan seems to be skilled at it too.

"i believe wei ying already knows the answer." lan wangji says, tracing his cheek with his calloused thumb.

'are the same hands that you used to torture them, lan zhan?' wei ying wants to ask.

"you told me you'd answer me if i asked. answer me." he demands.

"yes." lan wangji says and there is no sign of regret. nil.

"why?" if wei ying's voice cracks, lan wangji doesn't say anything about it.

"because they hurt wei ying and anyone who hurts wei ying–"

"will be killed by you? you will play god now, lan wangji?" wei ying snaps and gasps when lan wangji's eyes turn furious. wei ying knows it's because wei ying didn't use 'lan zhan'. he used lan wangji. he's distancing himself from lan wangji.

and lan wangji hates it.

"yes. i will kill anyone who hurts you, insults you, doesn't treat you like you deserve to be treated." lan wangji says and wei ying chuckles.

"what about you? you're hurting me now." wei ying asks, as if to challenge lan wangji.

"too selfish. want wei ying for myself."

wei ying knew that much.

"family hurts each other, lan zhan."

"they never considered you family. jiang yanli, yes. but not the rest." and boy does that hurt. he's crying.

the part of him that felt that tiny amount of relief after knowing that it was lan zhan who rid of the people who hurt him when they were alive seems to he taking over him.

is wei ying fucked up too? as fucked up as lan zhan?

"not fucked up. wei ying is human."

so he said that out loud. well.

"are you going to teach our child to be as insane as you, lan zhan,"wei ying asks, placing his palm on his yet-to-grow baby bump.

lan wangji's eyes go wide as he looks down at wei ying's belly and then back up to confirm.

"wei ying–"

"i'm pregnant."

lan wangji dives in for a kiss that wei ying can't hold back from reciprocating. he cards his fingers through lan wangji's hair and tugs it harshly. lan wangji groans but doesn't pull back.

only when wei ying feels breathless does lan wangji pull away, only to push the suitcase off the bed and throw wei ying on it instead, undressing him right away.

it hardly takes a few moments until they're fucking.

it's not as rough as wei ying would like but he knows his lan zhan is being cautious.

"were you planning to leave me, wei ying? with my child growing inside you?" lan wangji asks, his eyes having tinges of red at the edges.

he's mad. he's mad at wei ying.

"maybe. i don't know. i don't think i could've succeeded anyway." wei ying says and arches his back as lan wangji thrusts back in roughly.

"wei ying is right. he couldn't have gone far." lan wangji says and wei ying can see a sick sort of amusement in lan wangjims eyes.

his man is insane, truly.

"and where can i go, anyway? it's not like i can look jiejie in her eyes anymore. not after knowing i'm the reason she lost her family." wei ying says, wrapping his legs around lan wangji's waist tightly.

he clenches on lan wangji's cock to make him fuck wei ying harder. he wants it to hurt.

"no. not you. they are the reason. wei ying has only loved them, only to be hurt in return."

"still. i can't face her." he whispers.

"all i have is you, lan zhan. and our baby."

lan wangji kisses him again as he brings them to a finish.

"just me. and our baby." lan wangji agrees.

they make love over and over again, until they get tired. only to sleep, wake up and go at it again.

wei ying wishes to stay cocooned in his alpha's arms, to stay in his carefully and lovingly built nest. he wishes to carry his lan zhan's pup. he wants for it to he just them.

he wants nobody to ever disturb their peace again. even if it's in the form of truth.

when wei ying gives birth to a healthy baby boy months later, lan wangji watches his son grab onto wei ying's finger with all his might, refusing to let go.

when the baby's eye colour is set, lan wangji feels like he's looking at himself through the mirror.

the same golden eyes. the curse of the lans.

the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, after all.

good. lan wangji knows that wei ying will always remain safe. not that lan wangji and lan yuan would have it otherwise.

~the end~

yes it's sorta #darkxian as well hehe we love fuck up husbands in love 💖

back to the beginning!!!!

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i meant fucked up*💀