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Lan Wangji

obviously, Wangji is very musically talented

that is an undeniable fact

you always enjoyed watching Wangji playing on the guqin

not only because he looks so elegant, serene

but also of how beautifully he’s always been able to bring music to people

in battle, he is all precision with his notes

in healing, his melodies wash away pain like water, 

when serenading you,

well

the music that enters your ears,

always touches your heart

you can feel the amount of time that he put in to compose the music for you,

and when you find yourself singing 

with words that match the same longing

because making music together,

being in love, with one another

was what music meant to both of you

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Jiang Cheng

it is a hum, soft, barely there

but you have always been good at listening where Jiang Cheng goes unheard

besides it’s easy to listen for such a sound

when you are lying by the port, head pillowed on a warm lap,

where the lake side breeze and afternoon sun warms everything just right

and the air is tinged with the distant business of everything

but still quiet and peaceful enough

to feel as if in a place all your own

Jiang Cheng’s hum accompanies you in your dreamland,

not quite yet pulled into a deep sleep

but lulled enough to be relaxed, completely enamored 

Jiang Cheng rarely ever sings to you fully

he’s quite shy about his voice (reason 1)

but in the instances that he does,

the deep baritone lowness of his voice, above the splashes of water

is simply

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Wei Wuxian

screaming about it 

the moment that he got home and saw you perched on the table

far from the blob on the wall

he’s running to your side with the loudest scream, even though the spider is not anywhere near him

“my hero,” you can’t help but sarcastically note as Wei Wuxian joins you in the table that you’re currently on top of

you blow a breath out of your mouth, summon your courage and take the broom that you’ve been holding

sweep it against the corner of the wall where the spider is

it skitters a few haste steps

you both scream

and honestly, new apartment vibes

it’s a bit embarrassing to admit but you both spend the afternoon hostage on the table in your own apartment

luckily Jiang Cheng pays a visit later on

and he’s fussing calling you both babies

but at least the spider’s gone

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Lan Wangji

you would all think that he would have a calm time removing it 

i think he’d be a little worried about it escaping the little contraption that he made to capture it 

but as a Lan, 

the cringe from his side is only barely noticeable

you hide behind him the whole time,

until the very second that he flings the little critter out from the plastic cup out the window,

with less grace than you had expected

but honestly, it’s a spider

so you don’t hold it against him

“thank you,” you tell him, finally letting out a breath of relief now that the spider was far far away 

now you could finally get back to work in peace

only, just as you’re turning away

you feel a tug on your arm

you look up to see Lan Wangji giving his cheek to you,

“thank me,” you hear him saying, surprisingly coy

and you make a face at him, but press a quick peck on his cheek before quickly leaving

and Lan Wangji smiles, the smallest of lifts at the edge of his lips

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Nie Huaisang

screaming about it 2.0

“you go kill it!” you tell Huaisang, pushing him 

“you saw it first!” Huaisang childishly retorts, pushing you

“you’re closer to it!” you yell

and it becomes a little back and forth of you pushing each other on the couch

and you don’t know how long this goes on for exactly,

but when Huaisang nearly pushes you hard enough to fall off the couch,

your head turns to catch the empty spot by the window sill, 

spider nowhere to be found

“it’s gone,” you comment, 

and Huaisang follows your stare,

lets out the biggest sigh of relief and actually deflates on the couch next to you

you hurry to close the window, taking your chances

“phew that was so tiring,” Huaisang says and you can’t help but roll your eyes at him

“you didn’t even do anything!” 

“it was scary alright!”

you don’t quite want to believe that you are being courted, 

but 

if the bashful way that Sect Leader Nie was holding out the bouquet of flowers to you was anything to go by

you think it’s safe to assume

that you are being properly courted

“we’ve always been...friends, y/n-guiniang” Nie Mingjue starts and you stare a bit mutedly at his awkwardness

because

well,

Nie Mingjue had always been a powerful, formidable, serious and quite godly leader

never one to back down from a challenge,

always with a mind of justice

and hands that wielded the saber better than anyone else

it was so different 

a lot enamoring

to watch as this amazing, serious, Sect Leader stumbled over his words to try and say something affection to you,

you tune in and out of his words, 

as he’s stuttering so much you don’t really get the gist of what he’s trying to tell you anyways

and if he’s not stuttering then he’s mumbling so you don’t really hear him

but from the gesture and words and the way that he is 

you once again make an assumption

and assume

that he is formally starting his courting rituals with you and like letting you know about

“i plan to marry you, y/n-guniang of course...and there’s never been anything else other than you on my mind,”

you blink at him, a little quiet, a lot shocked

“Sect Leader...” you say, 

you don’t know what to say,

“i...i like you a lot y/n-guniang and if you could do me the honor of accepting...”

the flowers?

all the other gifts?

me?

Nie Mingjue is struggling and you can see it

you can’t help but smile as he trails off, 

and in his quietness, you take the flower bouquet from him

they’re beautiful small blue bells, and honeysuckle

dainty and small like you,

and with a lovely scent,

“i accept,” you say, quietly had always planned to say since the first look that Nie Mingjue shared with you 

and you feel even happier to witness the smile that lights up the usually stoic Sect Leader’s face

there is no one else that neither of you pay attention to, let alone see

“ge is so lucky that y/n-guniang is nice, did you hear how much he stuttered?” Nie Huaisang asks behind his open fan, leaning over to Lan Xichen coyly

the Lan Sect Leader can only let out an amused laugh,

his eyes crinke up fondly