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Fannish Fifty 2023: Rec #23
Jun. 10th, 2023 10:38 amTitle: I Know Who I Want to Take Me Home
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ScarlettStorm
Fandom: The Untamed
Category: M/M
Pairing: Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian
It was only a matter of time before I forgot to post. I'm surprised it took me this long.
REC
Back when I posted my rec for Put Him in the Longboat 'Til He's Sober, I said that Shen Wei was tied with Lan Wangji for most adorable drunk ever and that I would be posting that other fic later. Today is that day.
This is a modern AU where bartender Wei Wuxian is left with a very drunk man at closing time and decides to look after him for the hour or so it will take that man's brother to show up to collect him. Adorable Drunkji shenanigans ensue.
TEASER
Lan Zhan levers himself upright and--oh fuck--goes for his waistband, so presumably the tattoo is somewhere under that expensive blue suit, and not appropriate for display in a diner.
"No, no," Wei Ying says, catching Lan Zhan's wrists, "you don't need to show me, that's fine, I'm sure it's very pretty." Lan Zhan's face creases up, maybe sad? Wei Ying gets the impression that when he's sober he's pretty stone-faced, because even drunk off his ass all his expressions are barely there. "What if you tell me about your tattoo instead?" he tries. "I'll see if I can draw it and you can tell me if I get it right."
It takes a minute for Lan Zhan to process that, but he nods and stops trying to undress, which was what Wei Ying was going for. Thank fucking hell that Wei Ying has experience babysitting A'Yuan, because Lan Zhan may not be a baby but he's definitely allowing himself to be distracted like a four-year-old. "Great," he says, digging his mini sketchbook and the brush-tip pen he always carries out of his back pocket. "Tell me about it?"
By the time their food arrives, Wei Ying has gathered that Lan Zhan's tattoo involves stars, clouds, rabbits, the moon, and night. Wei Ying's doodle of a rabbit curled up asleep as a little moon-loaf on a star blanket apparently isn't anywhere close to correct, but Lan Zhan has stolen the sketchbook regardless and has both hands pressing it into the table, hunched over so he can scrutinize it up-close.
"Is it good?" Wei Ying asks, chin on his hand, elbow on the table. Lan Zhan nods, not looking up even as Angie puts down his pancakes, and Wei Ying shares a sidelong grin with her. "You can keep it, if you want," he offers, patting at Lan Zhan's shoulder until he sits back up, because there are pancakes now, come on.
"Really?" Lan Zhan asks, looking at Wei Ying in pure wonder. Wei Ying smothers a smile and nods.
"Sure," he says, retrieving the sketchbook and carefully tearing out the page. "All yours, buddy," he says, holding it out, "but you have to put it away so it doesn't get messy while you eat, okay?"
Lan Zhan nods, very seriously, and tucks the drawing into his inner jacket pocket with a level of care and attention normally only seen by people trying to defuse bombs.
Author:
Fandom: The Untamed
Category: M/M
Pairing: Lan Wangji/Wei Wuxian
It was only a matter of time before I forgot to post. I'm surprised it took me this long.
REC
Back when I posted my rec for Put Him in the Longboat 'Til He's Sober, I said that Shen Wei was tied with Lan Wangji for most adorable drunk ever and that I would be posting that other fic later. Today is that day.
This is a modern AU where bartender Wei Wuxian is left with a very drunk man at closing time and decides to look after him for the hour or so it will take that man's brother to show up to collect him. Adorable Drunkji shenanigans ensue.
TEASER
Lan Zhan levers himself upright and--oh fuck--goes for his waistband, so presumably the tattoo is somewhere under that expensive blue suit, and not appropriate for display in a diner.
"No, no," Wei Ying says, catching Lan Zhan's wrists, "you don't need to show me, that's fine, I'm sure it's very pretty." Lan Zhan's face creases up, maybe sad? Wei Ying gets the impression that when he's sober he's pretty stone-faced, because even drunk off his ass all his expressions are barely there. "What if you tell me about your tattoo instead?" he tries. "I'll see if I can draw it and you can tell me if I get it right."
It takes a minute for Lan Zhan to process that, but he nods and stops trying to undress, which was what Wei Ying was going for. Thank fucking hell that Wei Ying has experience babysitting A'Yuan, because Lan Zhan may not be a baby but he's definitely allowing himself to be distracted like a four-year-old. "Great," he says, digging his mini sketchbook and the brush-tip pen he always carries out of his back pocket. "Tell me about it?"
By the time their food arrives, Wei Ying has gathered that Lan Zhan's tattoo involves stars, clouds, rabbits, the moon, and night. Wei Ying's doodle of a rabbit curled up asleep as a little moon-loaf on a star blanket apparently isn't anywhere close to correct, but Lan Zhan has stolen the sketchbook regardless and has both hands pressing it into the table, hunched over so he can scrutinize it up-close.
"Is it good?" Wei Ying asks, chin on his hand, elbow on the table. Lan Zhan nods, not looking up even as Angie puts down his pancakes, and Wei Ying shares a sidelong grin with her. "You can keep it, if you want," he offers, patting at Lan Zhan's shoulder until he sits back up, because there are pancakes now, come on.
"Really?" Lan Zhan asks, looking at Wei Ying in pure wonder. Wei Ying smothers a smile and nods.
"Sure," he says, retrieving the sketchbook and carefully tearing out the page. "All yours, buddy," he says, holding it out, "but you have to put it away so it doesn't get messy while you eat, okay?"
Lan Zhan nods, very seriously, and tucks the drawing into his inner jacket pocket with a level of care and attention normally only seen by people trying to defuse bombs.
