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Wei Wuxian stands up and stretches. He knows the other man isn't going to be able to do it tonight. That's going to take some careful practice on his part.

"I guess I better be prepared to carry you home if you can't. But where else would you want to go?"

Lan Wangji will make it his goal to stay up a few hours longer at least. With a stretch, Lan Wangji stood up to stretch. Whatever empty cups and empty tray they have left will go to the rubbish bin.

"No need to carry me, I can walk. There's nowhere as of now to be honest except going home, do chores, and cook dinner for the both of us." Or order take-out from one of the restaurants on the block.

"Ahh..food?" Wei Wuxian flinches a little as he thinks about all the popcorn he just ate. "I don't know how you can possibly still be hungry after eating all that." Wei Wuxian is certainly not, but then he also most likely had way more popcorn then the other man. Once he started he just couldn't stop eating it.

"I can cook a little later and something much lighter. Soup and rice, perhaps?"

Taking his hand, he leads him out of the theatre and outside on the block. "Do you have something else in mind? Something that you would like to do?"

He shakes his head. He's just content with being with Lan Wangji, he doesn't mind what they do. "I haven't explored as much as you have apparently. I don't really know what else is around. We can just go back to the house if you want."

"We should explore more. Another day then." Eventually, Wei Wuxian will know his way around town.

Taking his hand, he leads Wei Wuxian through the neighborhood to take him back home, their house is in sight.

"Besides, you told me at the end of the day, you would like me to be gentle. Do you still want me to keep my word on that?"

"That was the promise, Lan Zhan." He hooks his arm through the other man and hugs it as they walk. He's smirking slightly as he looks at him. "I expect to be spoiled."

It will be difficult to walk if he hugs one of his arms.

"Not impossible." Despite how strict Lan Wangji is, part of him wanted to. It's what Wei Wuxian deserves and it helps distract his mind off this creepy town full of spirits.

Leading the way into their house, which is warm before he heads to the kitchen. "I enjoy today's evening, Wei Ying. We should do that often."

"We can do it whenever we want, Lan Zhan. We have all the time in the world when a war isn't going on."

He releases the man's arm once they get to the house. He kicks off his shoes and follows the other into the kitchen.

"The war is over. Here and back home." Though he preferred to take Wei Wuxian back home and continue their journey from there, they'll just have to make do with their stay here and await the next adventure.

Lan Wangji took off his shoes and heads to the kitchen. "You can take a rest, Wei Ying. I'm going to make a special stew. It will take a few hours for me to make it. You'll be hungry by then."

"If you say so, Lan Zhan." He walks back into the living area and flops down on the couch. He lays down and puts his hands behind his head as he closes his eyes. He might as well take it easy for awhile as he waits for their next activity.

Lan Wangji is in the kitchen and he needs all the space to move around. He's been there for nearly hours. There are sounds of him moving the pots and pans, cutting up ingredients of meats and vegetables on the board, and stirring the pot. Eventually, the kitchen is hot and steamy, with a warm aroma in the air as the stew was boiling.

Hours later, when he finished setting the dining room table up, he came upon him taking a nap. "Wei Ying, dinner is ready, so come to the dining room. It's a special stew. I don't have all the ingredients like lotus root, but it's a pork rib stew soup."

Wei Wuxian stirs when he hears the other man call for him. He sits up and rubs the sleep from his eyes before standing up and stretching. That was a pretty decent nap. He walks towards the dining room, "You made pork rib soup?" He sounds actually impressed and a little touched by the effort.

Lan Wangji smiles when he sees him waking up. In the dining room, there it was. Pork rib soup. It was a classic dish. He modified it to make mildly spicy with peppers, add some cut up carrots and potatoes to it with seasonings.

"I did. I know it's your favorite. Do you slept well? Come on over while the food is hot."

Sliding into the chair. The soup is steaming and there's a plate of rice for Wei Wuxian to eat with it.

"I did.." Wei Wuxian slides into his chair and looks at all of it in awe. He never should have eaten the popcorn so that his stomach could have even more of this meal. But luckily the time spent did enough to make him hungry again.

"Thank you, Lan Zhan."

"Did you dream of anything?"

It's a light meal, so Lan Wangji doesn't expect him to eat that much and can be saved for later.

"Just enjoy. Some soup will be good for you."

For the rest of the meal, he eats quietly as usual.

"Not really. It was kind of nice to just..sleep." No nightmares or anything. It's always a relief when he can have a night like that.

He starts eating, "mm..its really good." It makes him feel nostalgic as he eats it with enthusiasm.

"Mn. Sleeping is difficult sometimes. Difficult to find rest in this place." As he has nightmares too ever since he moved into this place.

The soups is warm and it's healthy to eat as Lan Wangji has paid attention to every single detail to the ingredients. Once dinner is passed and eaten, he's going to spend the rest of the evening doing chores and errands before calling the day, and retire to practice on his guqin for the rest of the evening before bedtime.

Wei Wuxian helps with some of the chores but a lot of the time he's more hindrance then help so he spends more time out with the horses. Brushing the two creatures until they are tired of him and move off to eat.

Then he takes to playing Chenqing. He is still testing how much he can do before he gets worn out. So he ends up on the roof, playing and seeing what kind of spirits he can call and from how far. Most of his powers seem to still be intact with out many issues at all. But he gets tired easier..which is saying a lot considering he would get tired from overuse even on their world.

After awhile he just puts the flute down and watches what he can see of the town from this high vantage point.

There's a mutual understanding that Wei Wuxian need some time by himself to think for himself. For the rest of the evening, he did chores from cleaning and putting things away, to make it a neat, tidy, and orderly house.

Outside, he continues to build the temporary horse shelter which is a work in progress, but improvements have been made to make the horse happy. When it's dark, he locks the gargage door to protect the horses for the night.

When he sees Wei Wuxian on the roof, he knew he'll have a way to return back to inside later. The rest of the evening, he's prepared and getting ready bed, wearing his night attire. There's more clothes, better ones he bought from the department store to fill the closet with. Otherwise, this is as normal as their life in this strange town can be.

When it's past nine, he sends a message to his communicator, Wei Ying. It's pass nine. Come to bed. By the time Wei Wuxian decides to return, even way passed nine, he'll find Lan Wangji waiting for him dutifully on their bed, reading the network and study for information.

Wei Wuxian gets the message, having lost track of time as he watched the sun set and the night sky fill with stars. He stands up and heads back into the house. He walks down the hall and into the room, setting Chenqing down on the desk.

He starts removing his clothes and tosses them over a chair, layer by layer. then he collects his night clothes and heads back out to go get washed up and ready for bed.

In the bathroom he gets cleaned up, changes his clothes and takes the ribbon out of his hair. He doesn't take long but when he comes back to the room he smiles at his partner as he climbs into the bed.

When Wei Wuxian climbs into their shared bed, without saying a word, Lan Wangi reaches over to take his wrists and gently pulls his body toward to him, for the much-needed embrace. He wraps his arms around him. Placing his chin on his shoulder, so he can inhale his scent of being freshly bath, the scent of apples, and roses, admiring the faded marks of his bites on his neck.

His big hands cups his slender hips and trails up the curves of his back. Speaking softly, "Wei Ying, you're very handsome, especially with your hair down."

He smiles as he wraps his arms around his mate, pressing his body against him. "You're the handsome one, Lan Zhan. I don't even come close to comparing."

He reaches up with one hand and pushes the hair away from Lan Wangji's neck. "You've marked me as your mate, but I haven't marked you yet."

Their bodies fit together like one. He pulled the blanket over, holding him close, and the bed becomes much warmer. "Not a fair comparison." He murmured.

With his long hair aside, his neck is unblemished, unmarked by no one. "Then, mark me."

Wei Wuxian leans in, brushing his lips along Lan Wangji's neck. He breaths in that scent, a mix of Lan Wangji's normal smell and the one this world has placed on him. He finds a good spot on the man's neck and kisses it first, gently giving it attention. His tongue comes out to swirl over it, wetting it and tasting the other man before allowing his teeth to sink in.

He sucks on the flesh as he bites down just hard enough to leave the mark but not enough to break the skin.

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