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#wangxian // alpha4alpha // omegaverse// princeji & war generalxian // blood (mention) sword violence // minor injury // tags to update
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“Where is he?” Wei Wuxian’s voice booming in the throne room.

He’s still in full armor, his sword still wet from the enemy. There is a

fire in him that will not settle until he sees the prince.

They had been betrayed. There was no other reason that the defenses around the prince were so thin. Wei Wuxian shouldn’t have even been able to see him.

Surrounded. The prince was to be protected on all sides by

his guard but somehow the formation had changed.

Surrounded. The prince was flanked by enemy forces and a single man against dozens is never a happy sight.

At one moment, Wei Wuxian had glanced up, by chance catching the princes eye.

He mumbled something then was run

through by an enemy sword. Before his knees hit the ground, Wei Wuxian had flown into a murderous rage, cutting down anyone in his path.

His mind replaying the horrible moment over and over and over and over again.

They’d spent years in their game of back and forth. Teasing

and goading one another. The war happened and Wei Wuxian placed duty above everything. Or tried.

Was it his fault that ensuring the princes safety was in his job description?

A weaker man might have died on that battlefield but Wei Wuxian knew for the prince to go down,

tw ⚠️: implied lwj w/others- just no//

it had to be a critical hit.

They were at most, friends. Longing stares over battle maps and a touch of a hand in passing didn’t make them more than friends. Hell, the prince was married.

No. They were companions on the same side of

battle and Wei Wuxian couldn’t put more weight into it than that. To do so would shatter his heart.

The throne room was eerily empty, void of even staff. Before Wei Wuxian could shout again, a woman’s hand shot out from behind a pillar.

“Shh!”

Tears slipped past his eyes as

he nodded.

“I will take you to him but the royal family does not want visitors so you have to be quiet.”

Wen Qing led him through narrow halls, down corridors that people never know exists inside the palace. Wei Wuxian knew them well.

And as the palace physician, Wen Qing was

able to use them whenever. She was also the only person who Wei Wuxian told about his feelings for the prince. Had it ever been found out, at best he would be banished at worse, he would be killed.

When he’d first moved ranks to the palace, all the hidden ins and outs had been

imperative to learn. Now he was doing the one thing he said he’d never do with that knowledge. Sneaking into the princes chambers.

Maybe in another lifetime. Maybe if Wei Wuxian had been an omega. Maybe if he wasn’t so far below the princes station.

Maybe if there wasn’t a war. Maybe if the prince could accept an alpha as his mate. Maybe if their society was different.

The lists of reasons to turn back kept growing and Wei Wuxian let the thoughts fester.

He had to see the prince. He had to know… what had Lan Zhan meant?

In that last moment, his life should have flashed before his eyes. Instead, the prince looked at his war general and had mumbled.

“Wei Ying, I’ve always loved you.”

// … 🥸 author regrets nothing but ummm yall okay? 😅

Lan Wangji groaned as he tried to sit up.

A hand moving to his stomach. “No. Don’t move too much Wen Qing will be right back.” Before he even asked, Lou Qingyang was already holding out a cup of water for him.

His wife. For show and to save Lan Wangji from a marriage to their

foes. One that should have prevented this war. Or so they claim.

Lan Wangji is certain that the Wens would have attacked even if there had been an alliance.

“Was there anyone killed?” Lan Wangji barely recognizing his own voice.

“No. He is fine also.” She replied.

Lan Wangji sighed.

Thankful he had someone he could trust to check that Wei Ying was okay. His uncle had always hated the man and his brother had suspicions of them being too close.

As long as Wei Ying was okay, that was enough for the prince.

It was a small attack unit to

go in, capture and retreat. Except Lan Wangji had looked up one moment and suddenly the battle armor all around him was a different color.

Betrayed by who he didn’t know. He’d leave it to his brother to solve.

As if fate had called them both, he’d met Wei Ying’s eye and did

the only thing he could do.

Seeing the sword coming at him from the left, Lan Wangji spoke the words he’d kept hidden in his heart since he was 13.

“Wei Ying, I’ve always loved you.”

After that, his memory gets fuzzy. Someone screamed. The sound radiating pain and anguish.

The next time he was conscious, a healer was removing his armor, his brother was frantically asking what had happened.

After that, he’d woken in his private chambers. Luo Qingyang had the right as his (legal) spouse to enter but she rarely did. Moments like this, Lan Wangji

was thankful. His uncle and brother could not and would not enter unless invited.

Truthfully, he didn’t want to see either of them right now. He wanted… no. Lan Wangji /needed/ to see Wei Ying.

They knew how dangerous their lives could be. He’d never want to break

Wei Ying by dying in front of him but to think, Lan Wangji almost didn’t get to speak those words out loud?

He hoped Wei Ying had heard.

He hoped even more that the words meant something to the man.

It wasn’t a choice to be a prince. Not something he could give away

or pass along. His family would never allow it.

But comfort, nor money, nor land, nor station would even hold a place in Lan Wangji’s heart the way Wei Ying did.

At its core, a pure and selfless love built on mutual respect. Something that can’t be bought or forced. It just

was. He’d never admitted to Wei Ying before but when he’d first met the man, back then just a young soldier, it was like the world made sense.

He was Lan Wangji second prince and next in line to inherit.

Until he saw the other man and Lan Wangji’s soul recognized its other

half.

Oh he fought against it. So many reasons none of them good enough when facing down your death.

So what they were both alphas.
So what they were from different classes in life.
So what.

Lan Wangji would give it all up. Strip himself of name, wealth, and reputation to

live a life with the man he loved.

He hoped Wei Ying was the same.

He hissed from the pain in his side. Red slowly starting to bloom under the bandages.

Lan Wangji’s eyes fluttered and he heard someone say they were getting a healer and then he was in darkness.

He ached, a thin layer of sweat on his skin. He wanted a bath. He wanted to sleep. He wanted his side to stop hurting.

Most of all, he wanted Wei Ying.

// … ok but like why did I do this to myself? Like it’s one thing if I hurt y’all but now /I’m/ getting emotional 😭🥺