Lan Zhan wrinkles his nose slightly. Smoke, sweat, some other unsavory scents mix together to greet him but underneath it all he finds his husband and he smiles.

"You're home," he murmurs in a groggy tone, curling in against the other man's chest. He is slower to open his eyes than usual, it had been a long trek back and Jingyi had taken quite a bit of his energy that day. When he finally gets his eyes open, he leans in to steal a sleepy kiss, pleased to have his husband near again. "Everything go alright?"