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After the war, Lan Wangji has taken Wei Wuxian back home, back to their makeshift house in the town. They rested from exhaustion, slept for what seemed like days. Their shared bed begins to carry their mixed scents of roses, apples, and rainstorms.

Life gradually returns to normal as it could be. Lan Wangji woke up earlier and went downstairs doing errands and chores. One late morning, when Wei Wuxian finally wakes up to find the bed empty. He will find a single red rose resting next to him on his pillow. A gift from his mate.

Wei Wuxian woke up to the rose and is immediately touched by the romantic gesture. He lifts it to his nose and smells it, knowing that this is the scent that Lan Wangji smells when he is around. It's a good scent so he doesn't mind that at least for now it is his. He twirls the flower between his fingers with a pleased smile on his lips as he leans his back against the headboard.

In the kitchen, Lan Wangji already made lunch for two. He wondered if his mate woke up by then. He didn't bother waking him up, he lets him sleep and have his rest. Eventually, he goes to their bedroom, standing by the doorway to see Wei Wuxian admiring his rose.

"You wake. Do you have any pleasant dreams?"

"I Probably dreamed of you so I'd say it was pleasant." He holds the rose up, "thank you for the present." He is careful of the thorns as he sticks the flower into his hair, letting it rest on his ear. "Does it suit me?"

The thorns were trimmed, so some were blunt. For now, Lan Wangji is happy that he likes his gift. He started to notice the colors are returning slowly. Less black and white. The colors are still dull.

"I'm glad you have pleasant dreams. Mine too. I was thinking you like red, so I think it suits you very well."

He enters the room and sat on his bed. "I made lunch for the both of us."

He moves to sit next to him and drapes an arm around his shoulders. "It's lunch time already? How am I supposed to thank you for the rose?" It's still securely in his hair.

"Mm. You slept for a long time. As if you haven't slept ages." He slowly encircles his arms around his waist, enjoying the weight and warmth of his body.

"There's no need to thank me. I just think... a rose to match your scent. You never have it before until recently. I don't want you to worry about others picking it up on you. I think, I marked you with my scent haven't I?"

"It's your fault I'm exhausted. Pretty sure no one else is going to come near me. All they will smell is you." It's not a complaint at all. Lan Wangji smells quite pleasant to him so he doesn't mind being completely enveloped in it.

With approval, "Good. When they smell me on you, they'll know you and I are mated." He buried his nose on his hair to nuzzle, then sees to his neck to see his teeth marks. He is quite proud that he marked him. Hopefully, that will put his fears to rest.

"I think, there's no plan for adventures. So let's stay inside and spend time with each other for the whole day." As Lan Wangji wants nothing more than to bask in his lover's warmth and spoil him.

"I even brought strawberries and cake. Apples and peanuts too. I'm not sure if you like sweets, but whatever treats you like."

He smiles and puts his other arm around him so that he can pull him down onto the bed on top of him. "I'll eat all of it. I'll eat anything you feed me." And he's going to make Lan Wangji feed him, as punishment for the soreness his body has had to endure.

"I don't think I can walk Lan Zhan. You were too rough." He's going to tease him endlessly for this entire day.

Teasing back, "You can't walk? Mn. I'm sorry. My fault. I was hoping you could walk."

Then Lan Wangji said the next surprising thing. "I learn the layout of the town. There maybe a bar and night-club you might like to go. I am also keen to eat in a restaurant with you." Now that things calm down, he wanted to go on a different type of night-hunt with him, out of his longing, suggesting a date. "Can be tonight or whenever you wish to go."

But staying inside all day is also good. As he was being pulled down to their share bed, gently wrestle with him, rolling him over to be on top instead.

"Then I'll feed you and bath you today." His punishment is spoiling him, which he doesn't mind. "I can be gentle too."

He places his arms under his head, setting his chin on them as he looks up at Lan Wangji's face as he lays on top of him. "Mm..either option seems nice. Let's do all of it."

"Food first, then bath so I can get all clean and look nice for going out." Looking nice is all the omega in him talking as normally he wouldn't care too much about such things. "Then you can show me all the things you want to. And we will end it with you being gentle."

Lan Wangji smiled, and even grins, brighten up that he agrees on an idea to spend a day with him.

"Yes, I would like that." And this reminds Lan Wangji to tell him of his day. "I tried washing our robes at the laundromat..." He trails off because the laundromat was a nightmare by itself. "Since it's the only ones we have since we got here, but the bloodstains are hard to wash off. So I found some clothes from the town's thrift shop. I put some clothes I found in a closet, so I hope they fit you."

Which explains why Lan Wangji wears a t-shirt and a pair of faded jeans.

Wei Wuxian pouts a little, "My clothes are black. You could hardly see the blood." He doesn't want to wear new clothes but if Lan Wangji bought them for him then he would at least try them on. "What did you buy for me?"

"They're hard to wash off, but I washed it as good as new." He pouts back.

At his question, he opens the closet for him and there's a decent size collection of clothes he found from the thrift shop.

"I'll get better clothes at the department store." Once he figured out the income. "But have a look."

There are shirts, jeans, pairs of sneakers and shoes. They look gently used and new, but it's passable to wear for now.

Wei Wuxian gets out of bed a little begrudgingly but goes to the closet and looks at the clothing. It's very odd fashion in his opinion but it looks like what everyone else seems to be wearing. He supposes it won't hurt to alternate between what he is used to and the new clothes.

"Are you trying to say we don't fit in with our normal clothes?" He's only teasing though as he grabs a pair of pants and a shirt and tosses them onto the bed.

"No. It's not that. Our robes are not dry. I hung them out in the backyard to let the sun do the work."

He couldn't tell him, he kept washing the blood off, again and again with his own hands when the machines at the laundromat don't work, being careful not to tear off the only robes they have. Eventually, he gave up and just leave it to hang dry in the backyard.

"We'll fit in. I think those clothes look fine." They're much cleaner also. "It just takes a while to get used to, especially with no sleeves to worry about or get them caught. The clothes...felt lighter somehow."

"It's definitely lighter. I'll we bearing one layer instead of three." And no arms bands or belts on top of all of that. He's going to feel like he's going out in just his under layers.

He changes clothes easily, tugging on the pants that are definitely more fitted then he is used to wearing. They aren't uncomfortable, but definitely strange. He finally holds out his hands. "How do I look?"

Lan Wangji waits and observes him getting dress, and assist him with the dressing if necessary. He looks at him, only smiles cheerfuly with a soft chuckle. Once he's done dressing.

"Wei Ying, you are very handsome. Look in the mirror and see for yourself the way I see you."

"I don't think anyone sees me the way you do, Lan Zhan." His hair is a mess from having just woken up. He reaches up to undo the ribbon since it will have to be brushed. His hair falls around his face in a messy wave.

"But I do know I'm handsome." He grins, knowing he looks fine even with the disheveled hair. He's always been one to pretend he's more arrogant then he actually is.

Lan Wangji only laughs and smiles when his long black hair cascades down his shoulders and the ribbon unravels. It's the same face and...pretty much everything that he's been in love with for all of these years.

"You are handsome, Wei Ying. To me, you are. Let me brush your hair."

Picking up a brush from the table, he went over to comb his hair to straighten it out.

He winds the ribbon around his hand absently as Lan Wangji brushes his hair. "You're the handsome one, Hanguang-jun." He's smiling as he watches the reflection in the mirror of the both of them.

With the strokes of the brush, sorting out the tangles of his long hair, and straighten it out until it becomes smoother.

"Your ribbon, give me." Taking the ribbon from him, he ties up his hair neatly into a ponytail as they stood in front of the mirror. "There. You look much better. What do you think?"

"Looks good." Looks strange but not terrible. It will take some getting used to this whole new look. "Now that I'm cleaned up, what's next?"

With the new look, they might fit right in with the crowd. It does indeed look strange, lacking the elegance to fit in their society back home.

"We go down and eat lunch, and then check out the town."

Opening the door, he leads Wei Wuxian to go down the stairs to the kitchen where lunch is already prepared with plates of rice, meat, and vegetables on the dining table.

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