[ On instinct, he tenses as he's grabbed. Despite the comfort he feels in Wei Ying's presence and how he longs for his touch, he's unaccustomed to it. Touchstarved since his youth, Lan Zhan has to will himself to relax when Wei Ying surprises him with a hand on his arm or, this time, a head on his shoulder. It's a closeness that makes Lan Zhan's heart ache, though maybe not for much longer. Hopefully, the only feeling that will remain is fondness rather than pining.
He frowns as Wei Ying shares his reservations, once again degrading himself like he's so prone to doing. Raising an arm, he curls it around Wei Ying, protective as he cups his hand on the back of his head and holds him in place. ]
Wei Ying. [ He wants to ask who hurt him, but he knows. The important thing here and now in the kitchen, and for however long Wei Ying will allow Lan Zhan to be part of his life, is that no one else will be allowed to inflict the same damage. Lan Zhan will be his protector, a shield of blunt dislike for anyone who dares to harm Wei Ying. ] You deserve more than you credit yourself with. Why couldn't someone like me love someone like you?
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He frowns as Wei Ying shares his reservations, once again degrading himself like he's so prone to doing. Raising an arm, he curls it around Wei Ying, protective as he cups his hand on the back of his head and holds him in place. ]
Wei Ying. [ He wants to ask who hurt him, but he knows. The important thing here and now in the kitchen, and for however long Wei Ying will allow Lan Zhan to be part of his life, is that no one else will be allowed to inflict the same damage. Lan Zhan will be his protector, a shield of blunt dislike for anyone who dares to harm Wei Ying. ] You deserve more than you credit yourself with. Why couldn't someone like me love someone like you?