[[[忘羡 | WangXian 1]] : The Second Kiss That Came Too Soon

[30.] Meditation.

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It were a couple of days of bad weather and heavy rain, and the Gusu Lan Clan disciples could practice just one thing in such circumstances – meditation – as there was no dry piece of land for sword practice anywhere. Soon the Monsoon season would be affecting the climate on the continent and everybody was preparing for a couple of months of unpleasant weather.

As per Lan Xichen's instructions, the two boys were practicing mainly together. This worked well for Lan Wangji, who really didn't feel like being around people at this moment of his life, and also for Wei Wuxian – who had multiple chances for teasing his new love, steal kisses, and all sorts of monkey business and rule-breaking. Lan Zhan took the role of his Shizun  quite seriously, which meant – a lot of exasperation. Daily.


//pov \\

Today they were practicing some breathing exercises and Lan Zhan was perched on the floor, eyes closed, breathing perfectly evenly, trying hard to concentrate. He could feel  Wei Ying fidgeting next to him. He tried to keep his composure so that they day would not be completely wasted, until, finally, he could hear Wei Ying's breathing get even and he smiled slightly. Maybe there was hope still.


//pov \\

Wei Wuxian was bored out of his mind. He would cast secret glances at Lan Zhan, but the boy was as still as a statue, ignoring him completely. He was trying to get himself to sit more comfortably, but how do you do that on a marble-tile floor? He huffed and he puffed, sensing that this only annoyed his Shizun, who really wanted for them to practice.

- Shizun?

No reaction.

- Lan Zhan???

No reaction whatsoever.

- Lan Wangji??? Second Childe Lan???? Hey, moron???  Are you sleeping? ASLEEP, HA?  –  Wei Ying whispered so loud that Lan Zhan clenched his teeth.

- I do sincerely hope you are dying,  or on fire,  Wei Ying, and this is an emergency,  for your own good.  –  he growled, opening his eyes and turning towards his partner. Wei Ying beamed his most charming smile at him.

- I missed you, Shizun! – he grinned.

- Uhh.  –  a glare. 

– Practice! Today is practice day!!!

- Sorry, sorry! I just thought you might be hungry, Lan Zhan! I can sneak to the kitchen and steal some food. – he winked. – No one would even  think to interrupt our meditation, so this is the perfect time!

- Wei Ying, you are interrupting, right now! – Lan Zhan snarled.

Wei Wuxian pouted demonstratively, stirred a bit to get some blood circulation to his too-numb-now buttocks, closed his eyes – also demonstratively - and started meditating. He had a plan.

He sensed, by the total absence of movement and the perfect silence, that Lan Zhan was successful in the exercise, so he composed his breathing too – of course he could do it! – and let Lan Zhan think that he too was busy with the practice. In the same time, though, he was moving closer, very slowly and carefully, until he was so close to his lover that he had to hold his breath so that Lan Zhan would not sense him.

The next step of the plan was for him to lean his head on Lan Zhan's shoulder, pretending he had dozed off and fallen asleep. 

Oh yes! Meditation was totally wrecked, the breathing quickened, face muscled tensed. He even snored a little, to be more convincing, feeling now, even despite his closed eyes, how Lan Zhan's whole body tensed too. 

Wei Ying used the moment, to snuggle and lay his head into Lan Zhan's lap, making himself comfortable. 

He was giggling on the inside, imagining all the repressed anger inside Lan Wangji right at that moment. He took a chance and snored a bit louder, by now hugging Lan Zhan, wrapping his arms around the slender boy's waist, so that his mouth was very close to Lan Zhan's crotch. 

Now he waited for the bomb to explode.


// pov\\

Lan Wangji was...well, mad. He felt his body tense as Wei Ying started his slide all over his shoulder, arm and then – lap. He knew quite well that the idiot was not asleep – who would know better than him how it felt when Wei Wuxian was asleep? But now all his focus was gone, and he, annoyed to a maddening extent, opened his eyes and glared at his lap to see a grinning face looking up at him.

- Hey, Shizun! Can we have some... different...exercises already? This one is so boring I fell asleep!  – Wei Ying whispered loudly. – I have some ideas, you know! For more vigorous exercises!  –  he winked naughtily.

Next, several things happened all too quickly for Wei Ying to be able to register them. Lan Wangji got to his feet – no numb limbs, obviously, which was a mystery to Wei Ying in itself – and on his way up the got hold of one of his ears, pinching hard, so much so that Wei Ying wailed:

- Ow, ow, ow, Lan Zhan! Let me go! Owowowow, Shizun!!! Please! I will behave!

 - Ha.

Lan Zhan didn't let go, but led him to the door, opened it with one energetic swift movement and cast him outside in the rain, closing the door, and locking it after that. 

Wei Wuxian landed on his butt in some puddle, surprised at the speed Lan Wangji was capable of, and also  –  this cold and rude behavior. He was just about to get himself up and go knock on the door and yell some – to disrupt Lan Zhan's meditation practice one more time – when a tall figure, clad all in white, passed by him, giving away a small laugh.