[ swivel ] Your muse finds mine delirious from a fever; from the painful prompts post >:)
painful prompts || closed!
When Wei Wuxian had heard from the juniors that Lan Wangji had fallen ill, he certainly did not expect to find said Jade Twin rather disheveled within his own room. His brows were raised at the sight of him, before they furrowed just a tad out of concern.
Normally he’d find some sort of amusement in one being delirious under whatever circumstance that is not serious, but when it comes to Lan Wangji... Well, it seemed to be a different story.
“Hánguāng-jūn, oh, Hánguāng-jūn... What sort of thing have you done to fall so sick? Have you not been taking care of yourself? Have you been stressed over something?” Wei Wuxian inquired, approaching the man clad in white with a small washbasin as a rag wrapped over the rim.
Placing the washbasin atop the small stand beside his bed, he took a seat on the edge and faced the feverish one, slowly reaching a hand out to place the back of it against Lan Wangji’s forehead, then cheek, then beneath his chin.
Burning.
@2ndchilde
