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Some notable things happen after that.
Lan Zhan moves into Wei Ying’s room. They actually argue about it a little, because Wei Ying wants to sleep in Lan Zhan’s bed, ergo Lan Zhan’s room, but Lan Zhan — weirdly, surprisingly, wonderfully — wants to sleep in Wei Ying’s bed.
Luckily, the entire argument occurs while the two of them are naked — on the couch, which is neutral territory, lying on another one of Lan Zhan’s sex towels, which he should really start utilizing in the bedroom as well, Wei Ying tells him as an aside, to which Lan Zhan sheepishly replies that actually, the thought of Wei Ying’s come on his sheets…
The point is, it isn't a very serious argument.
Eventually, of course, a compromise is reached. Wei Ying’s room will be their bedroom, and Lan Zhan’s room their study slash guest room. The guest room bed, while unoccupied, may also serve as an extra sex bed, if and when they so wish. And, most importantly, when Lan Zhan moves into Wei Ying’s room, he brings his own sheets with him. There is a satisfying, almost perverse contentment that Wei Ying feels at being surrounded by Lan Zhan’s scent in his own bed.
It works out well for both of them.
Wei Ying has a heart-to-heart with his sister over coffee. He may or may not cry a little as he tells her a somewhat abridged and censored version of everything that happened the past couple of weeks or so. They plan to tell Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan the next time they visit over the holidays. Jiang Cheng promised he’d be there for backup. Wei Ying also meets Nie Huaisang for a slightly less censored chat, which very quickly turns into Nie Huaisang giving Wei Ying some much needed pointers, in his words, which means Wei Ying comes home very red and very turned on and with several new ideas he has to try out. Just to find out if he’s into these kinds of things. He learns best from experience, as he has already discovered.
He and Lan Zhan have the official meet the family visits. It all feels unnaturally normal. Jiejie and Jiang Cheng take Lan Zhan away for some kind of a shovel talk, apparently, except Lan Zhan manages to say something so incredibly romantic — Wei Ying doesn’t have the details because all parties involved refuse to disclose what exactly went on in there — so instead of threatening Lan Zhan with a broken arm or whatever if he hurts Wei Ying’s feelings, all of them end up coming out of that conversation looking somewhat teary. Jiejie tells Wei Ying how lucky he is that he found his guy, and that they would do well to hold on to each other.
Of course Wei Ying is planning to hold on to him. It’s been his plan all along, long before he even knew what exactly it was he was feeling.
The peacock keeps him company while this embarrassing parley takes place, and he manages to mumble something about how nice it is that Wei Ying is so happy, since it makes Jiang Yanli so happy, the peacock is so happy for all of them.
Luckily at this point Jin Ling throws a bunch of food on the floor, which they then clean up together. Overall, not a bad bonding experience.
Dinner with the Lans is a quieter, mellower affair. It turns out that now that Wei Ying has rescued Lan Zhan from his eternal bachelorhood, Lan Qiren has actually taken a shine to him. When Wei Ying lets out an offhand comment about children, Lan Zhan’s uncle takes on a positively appreciative glow.
They’re not really thinking about children. Not yet. It just turned out to be something both of them secretly hoped they’d get to have, one day in the future. And now that future is a shared one. Lan Qiren will have plenty of time to good-naturedly harass them about grandnephews.
Lan Huan smiles at Wei Ying throughout the entire evening. Wei Ying does his best to smile back like an innocent person. Which he is. He has absolutely no reason to feel terrified.
He still has the urge to blurt out, "Just so you know, I would never hurt Lan Zhan, ever," when they part. Lan Huan claps him on the back and wishes him good night.
Another notable thing that happens is that Wei Ying finds out he likes sucking dick. This is, in fact, the most noteworthy thing to happen since Wei Ying has found out he’s in love with Lan Zhan, all due respect to meeting the family and how happy all their friends are for them. Wei Ying loves sucking dick. Sucking Lan Zhan’s dick, more accurately. He couldn’t care less about other dicks. He likes it so much, it’s become his new hobby. In fact, one memorable day they spend their entire afternoon lounging on the couch with Lan Zhan’s cock in Wei Ying’s mouth, and it is the most peaceful Wei Ying has ever felt in his entire life.
So, yes. Definitely not straight, definitely very, very, very into Lan Zhan.
They also find out, together, that Wei Ying sort of likes to be humiliated. In bed. In a sexy manner. Likes Lan Zhan telling him that he sucks cock like a straight boy. Lan Zhan training Wei Ying in how to take him.
Is it degrading? Maybe. Wei Ying doesn’t care. It’s hot.
They’ve had sex in every room in the house by now, except for the small living room balcony which is somewhat too exposed. There’s a vague idea that Wei Ying is still refining into a Plan that involves a thick blanket and sitting in Lan Zhan’s lap and letting Lan Zhan fuck his thighs from behind. They’ll get there. They’ve got time.
Sometimes, late at night or early in the morning or after he’s had a long day at work, Lan Zhan snuggles into Wei Ying with that kind of worried scrunch to his nose that is so terribly endearing but also means that Lan Zhan feels troubled, and sometimes if Wei Ying is quiet enough and patient enough Lan Zhan will whisper, "I’m still not sure I know what love feels like." Sometimes he’ll add, melancholy, "Maybe I never will."
That’s when Wei Ying gets to kiss him and say, decisively, "Lan Zhan, dear, darling, I don’t care."
And if Lan Zhan insists, if he worries that Wei Ying might not be happy enough, certain enough, loved enough, Wei Ying reminds him, "I’m making this up as I go. Just like you."
"Show me?" Lan Zhan asks then, and every time, Wei Ying shows him.