[ Lan Wangji inches closer, and pulls Wei Ying against him, kissing his forehead, and his temple, and generally just feeling very soft. ]
How are you feeling?
[ The hour's not too early for him, so he doesn't mind getting up. But he's currently tangled in Wei Ying, so he supposes he'll just have to get him a little water later.
For now, steadying Wei Ying with his heartbeat is good enough. ]
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How are you feeling?
[ The hour's not too early for him, so he doesn't mind getting up. But he's currently tangled in Wei Ying, so he supposes he'll just have to get him a little water later.
For now, steadying Wei Ying with his heartbeat is good enough. ]