[He turns slightly and mumbles something unintelligible into Lan Zhan's lap.]

-an' making a mess.

[Wei Wuxian clings a little tighter where his fingers tangle in Lan Wangji's robe. His words are slurred and childish.]

But... Lan Zhan hasn't been mad even once since I got here. He's the best n' he... I didn't even tell him how pretty he is... and perfect... and... even got hurt lotsa times... an' I keep worrying that... Lan Zhan'll wake up n'... change his mind or... have regrets... cuz he could have anyone... n' not just... a mess.