He cannot tell who says his name. It doesn't sound like his sister, but why would it, if she is dead? (No. No, she is not dead, he will not let it -- )
But something shifts anyway, deeper than memory. This is a voice of safety, of good news, and though it leaves the lightest touch on the dream, it is an indelible one.
Wei Wuxian rips at the lotuses, and they do not re-root. They are only plants in his hands now, not malevolent vines seeking to grasp and drag him down to join Jiang Yanli. He throw himself into the water, wraps his arms around the cold body, pulls --
and he surfaces with a bawling, terrified A-Yuan in his arms, the little boy clutching tight to him as if he will vanish.
He nearly bursts into tears himself from the relief. "Shh, shh," he whispers as his adopted son sobs against his shoulder. "I have you, shh. You are fine. It's all right, A-Yuan. Shhh."
(In the waking world, with no gap to cross between their beds, Wei Wuxian draws closer to Lan Zhan. And as he hugs A-Yuan close in his dream, so he wraps an arm around the other man, seeking comfort, providing the same.)
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Date: 2020-09-13 03:55 pm (UTC)He cannot tell who says his name. It doesn't sound like his sister, but why would it, if she is dead? (No. No, she is not dead, he will not let it -- )
But something shifts anyway, deeper than memory. This is a voice of safety, of good news, and though it leaves the lightest touch on the dream, it is an indelible one.
Wei Wuxian rips at the lotuses, and they do not re-root. They are only plants in his hands now, not malevolent vines seeking to grasp and drag him down to join Jiang Yanli. He throw himself into the water, wraps his arms around the cold body, pulls --
and he surfaces with a bawling, terrified A-Yuan in his arms, the little boy clutching tight to him as if he will vanish.
He nearly bursts into tears himself from the relief. "Shh, shh," he whispers as his adopted son sobs against his shoulder. "I have you, shh. You are fine. It's all right, A-Yuan. Shhh."
(In the waking world, with no gap to cross between their beds, Wei Wuxian draws closer to Lan Zhan. And as he hugs A-Yuan close in his dream, so he wraps an arm around the other man, seeking comfort, providing the same.)