we’ll dance till the starlight retreats

This was Wei Wuxian’s favorite part. Quiet and still, a moment suspended in time. An endless midnight stretching out before him. This was the part when, for just a little while, he could pretend that he could really have this.He lay propped up on one elbow, his gaze fixed on the dozing man beside him. Lan Zhan hummed in sleepy contentment when Wei Wuxian reached out to gently trace the lines of his face with a fingertip.For this one moment, the world outside didn’t exist. No imperial intrigue, no scheming noble sects, no war looming on the horizon. Most important, no Yiling Patriarch and Second Prince Lan Wangji. Just Wei Ying and Lan Zhan.[Wei Wuxian knows his stolen moments with Lan Wangji can’t last, but he’ll enjoy them as long as he can.]