💀Penumbral Lady💀

Wei Wuxian lets out another sad noooooo as Ingress pulls the shot glass out of his reach. He stares longingly after it like she has just cruelly yanked the smallest, fluffiest, most adorable rabbit out of his arms, drooping visibly as she returns it to Madam Bar.

All of this is swiftly forgotten once she returns.

"Me, too," he says cheerily. Wei Wuxian slings an arm around Lan Zhan's shoulders as best he can despite the wings, planting a kiss on his temple. Fond, "He puts up with so much from me. And! Lan Zhan, did you know, when I went drinking with Ingress -- "

He's punctuating every few words with a small poke to Lan Zhan's side.

" -- she helped convince me I should say something to you?"

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"Mn."

He patiently endures each poke, and puts his arm around Wei Ying's waist to support him.

With his other hand, he takes Ingress by the elbow, and tugs her gently toward the nearest barstool.

"I am glad." To them both. "Very much so."

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Ingress is doing fine, she thinks, as she sits down, and then slides over a little because she wasn’t quite aimed the most accurately. She repositions herself and sits straight and prim.

Or as prim as a woman in a skin tight superhero costume can be.

“You’re so sweet, thank you.” She takes a tiny sip of Atlantean and sighs.

“I wish I still had birthday parties here because you’d both be invited, and we’d have such fun.”

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Wei Wuxian would also argue that he doesn't need the extra support. He's not drunk yet, just -- happy! How can he not be happy when the drink stirred up such wonderful memories? And really, it was such a tiny amount, no matter what Ingress said about its potency, and it tasted no stronger than ordinary wine.

(The way his head is slowly listing to meet Lan Zhan's voices the lie to literally all of this.)

"Why don't you?" he asks earnestly. "You could still have one! When's your birthday? We will celebrate, I promise -- "

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It is a good question, and he looks over at Ingress, waiting for her answer --

-- but he does so carefully, so as not to dislodge Wei Ying.

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“Oh, it’s not for a long time, not until May. But I’d like that. But oh! You’ll both come to Valdemar with me and we’ll go to my favorite bakery in Haven and have cake anyway.”

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"Yes!" he declares, straightening up -- or straightening up as best he can when his legs seem to have gone a little wobbly. Just a little. "I will make that my next great adventure. Alcohol from every world and cake from every world."

A thought strikes him, and he suddenly frowns.

"Wait. There was..." Worlds. Ingress. Visiting different worlds. What was it? He spins his free hand, trying to recall. "Lan Zhan, we needed to ask Ingress about that -- "

Oh. Right.

"That thing, with -- ?"

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"Not tonight," he says, very firmly, and kisses Wei Ying's temple.

"Instead, we need to plan for visiting Ingress's Haven. And the Collegium. And-- wherever else we should see? Ingress?"

He glances back and forth between them.

"Wei Ying. You will come? You did not seem interested, when I tried to tell you of it, before--"

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Ingress’ eyes go wide. “No, but you have to go. You said! Please come with us.”

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"I will! I will," he promises swiftly. "I want to go, I was only -- "

Unsuccessfully, he smothers a laugh.

"You asked me when I was distracted, Lan Zhan, before I'd said anything to you, and you looked so excited when you said you'd meet this Vanyel. I was jealous! I thought I'd missed my chance to say anything at all!"

Which was clearly, absurdly the wrong thing to think, and he is struck so hard by the humor that he starts giggling all over again.

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Lan Wangji just stares at him in disbelief, and then looks to Ingress for support.

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“I didn’t know either when I first invited Lan Wangji. All Vanyel knows is I have friends who are interested in musical cultivation who’d like to visit. That’s it!”

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"I know that now," he protests through his laughter. "But I didn't then! That's all. That's all."

He hugs Lan Zhan tighter.

"I know you love me. And I love you, too. So much."

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"My Wei Ying. Yes. I love you."

He presses a kiss to his hair, openly, unapologetically, unashamed of showing affection in the middle of the inn's common room.

He wants everyone to know that Wei Ying is his, that he loves him.

To Ingress, he adds,

"So. It is as with Mianmian. I see."

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She has no idea who Mianmian is, but she’s too busy dying from the adorableness to care.

“Just a misunderstanding but he’s brilliant, really, and worth meeting no matter, and oh, gods, you're so sweet together and in love and-“

She sniffles and wipes away happy tears, but she’s smiling hugely as she gushes.

“I love you guys. I do.” She reaches out to grab a hand, anyone’s will do. “I’m so happy I came back to Milliways and found you both.”

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"Ingress. My friend!" She'd grabbed Wei Wuxian's hand, and now, beaming -- and perhaps a little misty-eyed himself -- he tugs her off the barstool to drape his other arm around her. "I'm so glad I met you, too. I'm so happy this is how I'll spend my afterlife."

Wait. Wait a moment. Lan Zhan has a hand free, doesn't he?

...Lan Zhan does not have a hand free: he's still holding the remaining fraction of Wei Wuxian's drink. Interesting. With what he believes is a craftiness to rival the finest spies of the Great Sects, Wei Wuxian scoots his arm lower to circle Lan Zhan's waist.

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"Of course I want to meet him - why would I not?" he asks, bemused, before realizing that he will likely have to wait for another day for any meaningful answer.

Wei Ying puts his arm around him, and he lets himself be drawn closer, as it is much easier that way to keep him from falling over -- or potentially Ingress, too, now that the two of them are hugging. He does his best to brace Wei Ying with his own body so that no one falls over in a heap on the floor.

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It’s group hug time because Ingress has strong arms that were made for hugging. Well, and fighting, but hugging, too. The wings make it a little tricky, but Ingress will not be deterred.

Also it’s really, really easy to lean into Lan Wangji because he’s just so... nice and solid.

“But yes, we’ll have such a good time, and you’ll meet the other Companions - I think they’re excited to meet you, too, or that’s what I pick up from Megwyn when I burble at her about it.”

She sniffles, her head resting on Wei Wuxian’s shoulder, and sighs. Leaning into her friends’ embraces, she feels more anchored than she has in quite a long time. It’s like there were several puzzle pieces for her adulthood that were missing and now a few more are slotting firmly into place.

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It's such a nice group hug that Wei Wuxian doesn't want to disrupt it by making that planned grab for his drink.

(Yet.)

"I want to meet everybody," he says, nodding firmly. "All the Companions. All the cultivators. Everybody! It'll be fantastic, Ingress, it will."

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He is more than a little startled when Ingress hugs him as well, throwing herself against him -- and even more surprised to find that he automatically extends one of his (?) wings around her, returning the embrace and supporting her so that she does not fall over.

"It will," he avers, to them both. "We will visit, and meet everyone, and it will be very enjoyable."

Is this why people drink?

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“Oh,” she says with a gasp, pulling back a little, but not enough to leave the hug.

“We have to work on your cover stories! You can be a little bit sneaky, right? Only a few there know about Milliways and me being from an entirely different world. They just think I’m from a foreign kingdom. I’ll teach you what to say; it won’t be intensive but more just in case.”

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Wei Wuxian perks up. "I can be sneaky!"

...Sometimes.

"Lan Zhan, don't look at me like that," he adds without even glancing Lan Zhan's way -- and then, with the hug loosened just enough, he snakes a hand between them to snatch the shot glass from Lan Zhan's grip and down the rest of it in one go. "Hah! See?"

He punctuates this with a quick kiss.

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Wei Ying's kiss tastes strangely golden, fizzing with light and laughter, enough so that when it breaks he cannot do anything other than sigh.

"Wei Ying."

He is smiling.

"Fine. You can be sneaky."

To Ingress, he adds, "Lying is forbidden. I will have to be careful."

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“We’ll make it work,” she promises. She and Wei Wuxian can do his lying for him, if need be!

“It’s less lying and more not saying ‘oh yes I’m from a far away world you have no idea exists which might make me a threat to the kingdom’, so it will be fine.”

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