When he wakes, it is still dark outside, though with the silvery edge that promises sunrise will not be far away.
He cannot remember if he dreamt during the night. He doesn't think he did; there are vague, shadowy impressions upon his mind, but no faces that he can recall, no smell of smoke or taste of blood. No pain. No death. He hopes that means he did not accidentally wake Lan Zhan without even realizing it.
Lan Zhan.
Lan Zhan is still here, arms snug around him. Somehow they are buried underneath the coverlet, which Wei Wuxian is fairly sure they weren't when he fell asleep. Two blankets, he thinks sleepily, and almost laughs aloud at how ridiculous he sounds.
As he tilts his head just enough to look up at Lan Zhan, he feels an unthinking smile form on his lips.
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Date: 2020-10-22 08:36 pm (UTC)When he wakes, it is still dark outside, though with the silvery edge that promises sunrise will not be far away.
He cannot remember if he dreamt during the night. He doesn't think he did; there are vague, shadowy impressions upon his mind, but no faces that he can recall, no smell of smoke or taste of blood. No pain. No death. He hopes that means he did not accidentally wake Lan Zhan without even realizing it.
Lan Zhan.
Lan Zhan is still here, arms snug around him. Somehow they are buried underneath the coverlet, which Wei Wuxian is fairly sure they weren't when he fell asleep. Two blankets, he thinks sleepily, and almost laughs aloud at how ridiculous he sounds.
As he tilts his head just enough to look up at Lan Zhan, he feels an unthinking smile form on his lips.