Yuan is still a little too tense to sleep, but he's warm and comfortable curled up against his love and he feels himself start to calm slowly, content to just sit there quietly - even Wuxian, normally incapable of staying quiet for that long, manages to let them both rest.
"Lan Zhan," he greets his husband softly with a smile as he enters, broadening into a grin as he's handed the alcohol. "Mmm, you're my favourite."
Yuan lets go of his father's hand finally, taking the little bottle of medicine and drinking it obediently, wincing at how painful it is to swallow and hoping it works quickly.
He opens his mouth to speak and Wei Wuxian puts a hand on his arm to stop him.
"Ah ah little radish, rest your voice. He knows you want to say thank you, right?"
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2021-08-19 07:40 (UTC)Yuan is still a little too tense to sleep, but he's warm and comfortable curled up against his love and he feels himself start to calm slowly, content to just sit there quietly - even Wuxian, normally incapable of staying quiet for that long, manages to let them both rest.
"Lan Zhan," he greets his husband softly with a smile as he enters, broadening into a grin as he's handed the alcohol. "Mmm, you're my favourite."
Yuan lets go of his father's hand finally, taking the little bottle of medicine and drinking it obediently, wincing at how painful it is to swallow and hoping it works quickly.
He opens his mouth to speak and Wei Wuxian puts a hand on his arm to stop him.
"Ah ah little radish, rest your voice. He knows you want to say thank you, right?"
Yuan closes his mouth and nods.