#tender touch

Like… I imagine once in a while, LWJ would just be so tender and loving, and careful while kissing where wwx would’ve had the scar of the core transfer. The brand scar that now mirrors his own.

I imagine he’d seen the scars on his back when they were teens, from being whipped by YZY. When wwx sneaked into the cold springs.

LWJ would kiss his back, cause he remembers exactly the placement of the scars long gone. And just… wwx letting him. Indulging LWJ to be taken care of. Even if he feels uncomfortable… cause the scars are gone, but LWJ won’t forget what they meant.

“Aiya, L-Lan Zhan, er-gege! What are you doing? They don’t… it doesn’t hurt anymore, your Wei Ying is fine.”

“Wei Ying is still hurting…” Lan Zhan mumbles against his skin, his breath brushing just enough to cause goosebumps. “I acknowledge Wei Ying’s suffering.”

Soft lips brush with the outmost care over Wei Wuxian’s lower abdomen, where he can still feel the phantom pain on his lower dantian. There is no scar to prove the transfer ever happened, and he can feel the small golden core he has been putting all his energy and time to strengthen. Spiritual energy thrumming through his meridians.

Wei Wuxian knows is not the same…

“Lan Zhan… You really don’t have to worry about that anymore, hm?”

There’s quiet in the Jingshi, the frogs and crickets singing just loud enough out in the night, but all in all he can hear Lan Zhan’s breath stutter ever so slightly. “One day and two nights… I wasn’t there, then. I am here now.” Soft golden eyes stare at him, overflowing with so many emotions. Love, adoration, regret… Anger. Wei Wuxian chuckles softly, now noticing wetness cascading down his face. Before he can wipe the tears, Lan Zhan beats him to it. Callused thumbs brushing them away as if they were the most precious thing he has ever seen.