[ If Wei Ying is lacking, there's no way for Lan Zhan to sense it or the thought to even cross his mind. Kissing him is perfect despite the hesitation, the lack of knowing how to tilt their heads at first, the way his teeth bump against Wei Ying's. He's happy to let him explore once he's gained confidence, his hands slipping up into the back of his hair to keep him close. Even when he parts, Lan Zhan instinctively chases him for more. It makes him smile sheepishly, eyes opening to look at his friend who has become more in such a quick turn of events. ]
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Wei Ying... Will you be my boyfriend?