( The tenth of shi, and a mere scattering of heartbeats after. He is early; molten on steps, dragged like a smear of oil viscera across the tight convexity of their stairwell. In the dappled, mellowed light of his brazier, hand sweet when it strokes the miniature swells of rabbit mounds, released from their warded cage to bask in shy contentment. One is a tight, unmoving moon on his lap, rounded. The other peppers sweet-whiskered kisses by his ankle.
Three pairs of beaded dark eyes dart up, when Wei Ying creaks the door open, only its rustling and the drip-drops of bone-deep humidity breaking their silence. )
...sit. ( What happened? Something did, must have. Ever does. There is room, between the steps and Lan Wangji's ribs, to fit Wei Ying. To shield him. )
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( The tenth of shi, and a mere scattering of heartbeats after. He is early; molten on steps, dragged like a smear of oil viscera across the tight convexity of their stairwell. In the dappled, mellowed light of his brazier, hand sweet when it strokes the miniature swells of rabbit mounds, released from their warded cage to bask in shy contentment. One is a tight, unmoving moon on his lap, rounded. The other peppers sweet-whiskered kisses by his ankle.
Three pairs of beaded dark eyes dart up, when Wei Ying creaks the door open, only its rustling and the drip-drops of bone-deep humidity breaking their silence. )
...sit. ( What happened? Something did, must have. Ever does. There is room, between the steps and Lan Wangji's ribs, to fit Wei Ying. To shield him. )