mondengel: condraws: happy birthday @chunnyyii! i get to say it a second time! Keep reading Lan

mondengel:condraws:happy birthday @chunnyyii! i get to say it a second time! Keep readingLan Sizhui had hazy, happy memories of being buried in dirt and rabbits.  Of some cold place and a constant feeling of fright that made him always careful to wear extra layers and cling to his parents long past the time other children rebelliously snubbed them.His first truly clear memory was waking up in Wei WuXian’s arms.  Held solid and secure, a second wall of strength and warmth against his back that brought the scent of sandalwood and a sleep smile to his face before he yawned a bit into black fabric.A rumble a vibration, from the chest he lay against now, then against his back.“Lan Zhan~” “Mn.” “Lan Zhan~” “Mn.”  “Lan Wangji~”  “Mn.” “Wangji~xiong~” “Mn.” “My Lan Zhan~” “Wei Ying.”Back and forth like a pair of cats chirping at each other.  A familiar exchange he saw every day without fail.  Sometimes quickly.  One short “Lan Zhan!” and responding “Mn” or “Wei Ying” if Hanguang-Jun was feeling more talkative.  Sometimes it would last the whole day.  Rainy days, hushed winter days buried in so much snow the doors were blocked and they had nowhere to go.  Wei WuXian would call out for Lan Wangji and always get an answer.   It drove most people mad.  Jiang Wanyin and Jin Ling would storm out at the first, hooded glance Wei WuXian threw at Lan Wangji, the same way Uncle Lan Qiren did.  Uncle Xichen tended to chuckle fondly, then amble away if they seemed like they would be at it awhile.  Other, less intimate friends and clansmen would spin on their heels and scurry away muttering about dog food.Lan Sizhui was the only person who could listen to them for all the hours they might want to call softly across the Jingshi.  It made him happy.  Polished that oldest, happy memory of waking cradled between them, their voices hushed and warm with love and joy.  A soft sound over his head he would eventually learn was a chaste kiss.  A chuckle that trembled the throat he’d cuddled against as another followed.Whining in protest and rubbing his face sleepily against Wei WuXian’s neck, he’d pulled back enough to blink up at them.  The cream tint of the screened window behind them cast them in a heavenly glow, limning their faces and hair with a soft aura.  This Lan Sizhui remembered; both of them smiling down at him, faces so radiant he was struck dumb with awe.  His fingers curling around a lock of Wei WuXian’s hair while he puzzled over the sunlit bubble of warmth blooming in his chest.“Well good morning sleepy head!” Wei WuXian had cooed and rocked him a little, a gentle sway that made him almost want to lay his head back down to sleep.  “Mn.  Good morning A-Yuan.” Lan Wangji’s head had tilted to look at him more fully, one hand coming up to settle on his back.  Large enough to nearly cover all of it, warm and comforting as it rubbed up and down and gently woke him the rest of the way.A single moment of beauty and love and family that would shape the whole rest of his life.Every time his parents called each other, basking shamelessly in each others presence, Lan Sizhui polished that golden memory brighter.  Every time someone said something against them, Lan Sizhui ignored it.  How could that memory be born from a monster or a traitor?  Every time he looked to the future, he hoped for it.  Someday, he wanted a love like that too.He didn’t remember what happened after that.  The rest of the day and their next words fading into warm nonsense in his memory.  Probably breakfast, the same as every other day.  Maybe they’d shared a few more kisses over his head on a walk to the Hanshi.  He could have swung, giggling madly, between them as they headed for the rabbit hutch, legs off the ground as he clung to their hands and paddled his feet in the air.   Perhaps he’d just run circles around the Jingshi in pursuit of butterflies.It could have been any of them.  He remembered all of them.  Precious, golden moments scattered through his childhood.Lan Sizhui felt so blessed to have been nurtured with a love so pure and deep.HELLO EVERYONE PLEASE READ THIS BEAUTIFUL FIC I’M FALLING APART -- source link

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