( It's not strange to hear Lan Zhan get up and come after him, he has his own prescribed way of doing everything after all, what he doesn't expect is what he probably should have.
Namely, getting hugged from behind. He outright flinches in Lan Zhan's arms, more of a checked urge to jump at the unexpected surprise: he doesn't talk about it, but as much as they both are reserved in touch in general, Wei Wuxian knows he seems far more liberal, but this is so much. The plate almost slips out of his hands to go crashing to the ground, only caught at the last moment when he leans forward and snatches it with one hand, without having managed to pull himself away from Lan Zhan.
He ends up making a sort of choked off yelp sound, then laughs, a bit breathlessly: )
Lan Zhan, how am I going to do that when you're like this?
( As if Lan Zhan was going to barnacle on to his waist around the whole kitchen or something. )
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Namely, getting hugged from behind. He outright flinches in Lan Zhan's arms, more of a checked urge to jump at the unexpected surprise: he doesn't talk about it, but as much as they both are reserved in touch in general, Wei Wuxian knows he seems far more liberal, but this is so much. The plate almost slips out of his hands to go crashing to the ground, only caught at the last moment when he leans forward and snatches it with one hand, without having managed to pull himself away from Lan Zhan.
He ends up making a sort of choked off yelp sound, then laughs, a bit breathlessly: )
Lan Zhan, how am I going to do that when you're like this?
( As if Lan Zhan was going to barnacle on to his waist around the whole kitchen or something. )