"I know. You had many names, but Wei Ying is one." Once he rose to his feet, he lets go of his wrist, and eventually he holds one of his hands, fingers interlacing as he leads him out to the exit. "Come with me."
"And no, not shameless. You can ask for my time and I'll be there when you need me when I could." He can do all of those activities. Platonically. Being physically present. Express his affection that way to keep him company. Acts of service without expecting anything from him at all, and keep giving. Just a few moments of just being themselves.
The library is a place of quiet, and Lan Zhan can draw and write for Wei Wuxian to keep. It's the one thing that comes to mind to give him a gift as it's the thoughts that counts. On the way, he grabs sheets of paper, art supplies for his medium, and finds a seat to sit down at the table. And he has Wei Ying sit down next to him and lean on him for comfort if he wants too.
"Anything that comes to mind. But I'll draw flowers for you." As he begins drawing, he started with red peonies.
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"And no, not shameless. You can ask for my time and I'll be there when you need me when I could." He can do all of those activities. Platonically. Being physically present. Express his affection that way to keep him company. Acts of service without expecting anything from him at all, and keep giving. Just a few moments of just being themselves.
The library is a place of quiet, and Lan Zhan can draw and write for Wei Wuxian to keep. It's the one thing that comes to mind to give him a gift as it's the thoughts that counts. On the way, he grabs sheets of paper, art supplies for his medium, and finds a seat to sit down at the table. And he has Wei Ying sit down next to him and lean on him for comfort if he wants too.
"Anything that comes to mind. But I'll draw flowers for you." As he begins drawing, he started with red peonies.