Summary: Mo Xuanyu’s soul was shattered. Wei Wuxian stitches it back together.
Content warnings: Mild gore (specifically arm mutilation), discussion of canonical suicide
Lan Wangji finds his husband kneeling on the floor of the jingshi, blood pooling around him and cradling a gently flickering light in the palms of his cupped hands.
He held the light like he would hold Sizhui when the worst of his faded memories invaded his dreams. Like it was in need of comfort. He was smiling despite the gore around him.
The source of the blood was his arms - sliced open many times over and left to bleed.
“Wei Ying,” Lan Wangji called softly.
He knelt and held his husband’s wrists to pass spiritual energy into him. His blood was hot and slick under Lan Wangji’s trembling fingers. He recalled another time when he held Wei Wuxian as he bled and pushed the memory away. This was nothing like that time, when he begged for Wei Wuxian to live and was denied. These cuts were shallow, they would not take his husband from him.
He waited for Wei Wuxian to explain himself. Who are you bleeding for this time?
Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji over the light hovering between them and his smile grew. Lan Wangji did not smile back. Usually, his husband’s joy brought out the same in Lan Wangji. That could not be the case when his happiness came at the expense of his wellbeing.
“Look, Lan Zhan,” Wei Wuxian offered the flickering light for Lan Wangji’s observation. “I put him back together.”
Lan Wangji looked into the light as Wei Wuxian wished him to. Now that his focus was on it and pulled away from his husband’s bleeding arms, he could see small stitches formed by deep red strings criss-crossing within the glow.
“Mo Xuanyu,” Wei Wuxian elaborated. Lan Wangji blinked at him, then looked back at the light.
It was such a small, frail thing. It seemed to cower within Wei Wuxian’s hands, curling into his palms and shaking. The damaged, shattered then stitched back together soul sought Wei Wuxian’s natural warmth and knew it would be safe in his hold. Lan Wangji was familiar with the feeling.
He wasn’t even particularly surprised by his husband’s ability to do this impossible, wonderful thing. Such wonderful impossibility was inherent in the man he loved.
“I know you don’t like the method,” Wei Wuxian shifted his arms to indicate the injuries, slowly closing due to the considerable spiritual energy Lan Wangji offered him, “but I had to do this. I needed to do this for him or I can’t be satisfied.”
Lan Wangji hummed to indicate he was listening. And he kissed the backs of Wei Wuxian’s curled fingers because they were there and he could.
“He knew so little happiness when he was alive. So little that he thought all he could with that life was give it up. He was so powerless the most he could do to save himself was die. And he would never live a new life with his soul broken.”
Wei Wuxian lowered his hands. Lan Wangji’s hands went with them. They settled in Wei Wuxian’s lap, the little light still cradled lovingly.
“I am so, so happy, Lan Zhan.” Wei Wuxian kissed Lan Wangji so gently, slowly it felt like it was Lan Wangji’s heart that Wei Wuxian held in his careful hands. “I am married to the best person in the world, and the best person in the world loves me. I have a home and a family and a life and I wouldn’t have any of it without Mo Xuanyu dying for it.”
Wei Wuxian lifted Mo Xuanyu up again and gazed at the soul, his expression too full of complicated feelings for Lan Wangji to identify them all. Sorrow seemed the most prominent and Lan Wangji wanted to kiss it away.
“I can’t accept this happiness knowing the person who gave it to me will never know the same. Will live and die sad and suffering and never finding the kind of joy I found. I can’t look in the mirror at his face and not feel judged by it. I want him to have a chance.”
Lan Wangji did not accept, could not accept, that Wei Wuxian inflicted wounds on himself to do this - however, he could not ask Wei Wuxian to repress his kindness. The kindness that compelled him to aid all those that would hurt and bleed was a quality Lan Wangji loved too much to discourage.
So he did not scold Wei Wuxian for the blood he shed. It was done and for a cause Wei Wuxian found worthy. Instead, he healed his wounds, kissed his gentle hands, kissed his sorrow away as he wanted to, and smiled with him when Mo Xuanyu faded away to be born anew.
“I’m sorry and thank you, Mo Xuanyu. I hope you get to be as happy as I am.”
“Perhaps we will meet again,” Lan Wangji suggested. They would, after all, achieve eternity together. They had plenty of time to reunite with the man who saved them both.
“Come find me, then, Mo Xuanyu,” Wei Wuxian invited. “I’ll make sure you get the happiness you deserve. I promise.”
Wei Wuxian da suya düşerek Lan WangJi'nin yanına indi. Hızla hareket ederek, bir eliyle Lan WangJi'yi tutup diğer eliyle ikisini kıyıya sürüklemeye başladı. Bir an sonra arkalarında geniş dalgalar oluşturarak birkaç metre uzaklaşmışlardı. Kıyıya yuvarlandığı anda Lan WangJi'yi sırtına atarak koşmaya başladı.
Lan WangJi düşünemiyordu bile, "Sen..?"
Wei WuXian, "Benim! Ne hoş bir sürpriz ha?"
Wangji daha ilk defa Wei'yi gördüğünden beri ondan hoşlanıyormuş, bu andan sonra ise aşık olmuş oldu. Bilgilendirme olsun yazar kendi söylemişti 😭
Did your guys Know that Xiao Zhan and Wang Yibo are participating in a competition and if they get 1° and 2° place they gonna be together in a stage again? Go to "you poll me most asian" and vote for them.
Lan Wangji: *encounters porn, develops crush on gremlin, falls into cave, shotgun wedding, taken hostage by Wens, kills Slaughter Tortoise, writes epic love ballad, becomes war hero, sneaks into forbidden library, lets refugees escape led by fugitive boyfriend, secretly visits fugitive boyfriend, defends necromancer, rebels against uncle, injures 33 elders, becomes single parent, adds righteously-ambiguous spirit-attracting flags to the Lan curriculum, is rude to sect leaders, hides resurrected boyfriend in dead mom’s house, gets drunk, steals chickens, does graffiti, destroys public property of one (1) bathtub, uncovers 16yr old plot involving incest and death-by-sex and dismembered body parts, possibly elopes*
[for reference, these were LXC’s FIRST famous last words !]
anon asked for "my fave mdzs character with a pretty smile" so of course it's lwj but like especially cql lwj right after falling into the ice caverns when he looks like a drenched cat.... That's my beloved<3 uㅅu
Don’t mind me crying, I’m still trying to figure out his face
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