LINKDING

Summary: <blockquote>In which Lan Wangji attempts to reconcile who he thought he would be with who he is.</blockquote>

Summary: <blockquote>When Lan Zhan indicates a willingness to be Wei Ying's (platonic) dom, Wei Ying jumps at the chance. But then Wei Ying catches feelings. Really inappropriate feelings for someone who's supposed to be his esteemed platonic colleague. Surely the detestably respectful thing to do is to break it off rather than violate this clear boundary, right? But before Wei Ying can work up the fortitude to take that final, terrible step, he and Lan Zhan get caught up in a surprise case. One where talking to each other becomes significantly harder.</blockquote>

<blockquote>When Wei Ying set out to move on from his ex after the ex broke his heart and left him cold and alone in the world, he hadn't expected the result to be quite so, well, incredible. If he is honest. All he'd meant to do was have a one-night stand with a random guy, hoping the whole time that somewhere out there Wang Peng could feel it somehow and seethe with jealousy. But the guy he'd randomly picked up at a park, of all places, has turned out to be a fantastic fucking lay. Or, Wangxian are idiots and Wei Ying finds himself in the family way.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Lan Wangji looks down at his own hands, steadying himself. It is easier to think clearly when he is not looking into Wei Wuxian’s eyes. He takes the scroll from his pouch. “Research has uncovered a method,” he says. He does not mention the forbidden hours and nature of said research, nor does he elaborate on the method itself. He will not venture to speak it aloud. He hands the scroll over. Wei Wuxian looks at him for a long moment as he takes it, and Lan Wangji holds his breath, waiting for him to decide. Waiting to see if he is at least interested enough in the possibility of a new core to read it. He is. He does. Lan Wangji might be relieved, if not for what comes next. Lan Wangji offers to help Wei Wuxian develop a new golden core via dual cultivation. He struggles to keep his feelings in check.</blockquote> Fwb (where the benefits are dual cultivation)

<blockquote>It doesn't hit Wei Ying until the third time it happens. In his defense, he's not running on all cylinders, and definitely only on four hours of sleep. So if all he's noticed about the guy sharing the elevator with him for the third time in two weeks is his hotness, who can really blame him? But now that he's looking a bit more closely, as the guy stares resolutely at the number display ticking up, he sees the telltale signs: slightly rumpled collar on an otherwise pristine outfit, bags under his eyes—not so noticeable that they are instantly apparent, but there if you look closely enough—kiss-bitten lips, and (the most damning evidence of all) a hickey blooming just under his ear. This guy is coming back from a hookup of his own.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Wei Wuxian locks his phone and puts it down, blinks at his ceiling, and picks it up again. The pictures are still there. His first thought is that Lan Zhan meant them for someone else. That he just woke up at—he checks the timestamp—6:30 am on a Sunday and decided to go absolute full nuclear seduction option on some poor boy he met on Grindr, who would now be missing out on the best thing to ever happen to him because Wei Wuxian had a bad habit of distracting—of—oh. Pieces of last night start to resurface and paste themselves together in his head. He winces.</blockquote>