ooookay, let’s try a thread fic! *cracks knuckles*

so wangxian are in the jingshi, messing around in bed one night (like they do). this - of course - inevitably results in lwj pinning wwx to the bed.
lwj watches, amused, as wwx tries to tug his arms out of lwj’s grasp, to no avail. eventually wwx lets out an annoyed huff.

”lan zhan it really isn’t fair at all for you to hold me down like this when you’re so much stronger than me,” wwx says with a whine.
lwj looks down at him, his eyes drawn to where wwx’s lip is stuck out in an exaggerated pout. before lwj even realizes he’s speaking, the word slips out.

”cute,” he says softly.
wwx immediately freezes and looks up at lwj wide eyed. “lan zhan did you just call me CUTE?” he asks, incredulous.

lwj can feel his ears burning, but isn’t about it /deny/ it now that he’s said it, so he doubles down.
”yes,” lwj says, and leans down to kiss wwx on the forehead. “very cute.”

lwj watches, fascinated, as wwx’s face starts to turn a very very bright shade of red. interesting.
wwx sputters. “lan zhan I have never heard you use that word in your LIFE.”

“it is applicable,” he says, his own slight embarrassment forgotten now that he senses a clear opportunity to fluster wwx. ”you are extremely cute.”
”hey!” wwx cries out, indignant, “I am not cute! am I incredibly handsome? yes, obviously. but I am not /cute/ lan zhan.”

“mn. handsome and cute.” lwj leans down to kiss wwx’s cheek. the skin there feels heated under his lips.
wwx continues to protest. ”BUNNIES, are cute lan zhan. are you saying I look like a bunny?”

lwj considers this. “you both have cute ears.”
wwx sputters again, for longer this time. “my ears? really lan zhan? ears aren’t even a cute body part!”

“yours are,” lwj says, and leans down to lightly nip at wwx’s ear. wwx makes a noise that sounds a bit like a squeak.
when lwj pulls back wwx is staring at him, flushed and bright eyed. then he makes a face.

“the yiling laozu is NOT cute lan zhan!”

lwj thinks this is belied by the fact that wwx is currently scrunching up his face in a very adorable way.
“cute,” he says again. wwx scrunches his nose up, and lwj kisses it. “your nose is very cute.”

wwx kicks him lightly with the heel of his foot. “I think the word you’re looking for is DISTINGUISHED, lan zhan.”
lwj makes a noise of disagreement. then he leans down to kiss both of wwx’s eyebrows. “your eyebrows too.”

“lan zhan!” wwx redoubles his efforts to squirm out of lwj’s grasp, but lwj continues to hold him down tightly.
“and your chin,” lwj says and kisses there too.

”noooooooo, lan zhan, stop it!” wwx cries, although his protests are undercut somewhat when he starts giggling uncontrollably.
still, lwj pulls back. “use your signal then,” lwj says, and waits to see if wwx will say the word that will make him stop.

he doesn’t. instead wwx makes a face at him and sticks his tongue out. lwj leans down and kisses it. “cute,” he says again.
wwx whines and tries again to pull away.

lwj knows that by now wwx would normally be covering his face, or pushing lwj away. but with his arms pinned to the bed he has nowhere to hide.
lwj doesn’t stop. he keeps lightly kissing wwx’s face, repeating a litany of all the parts of wwx he finds adorable.

the corner of his mouth. his fingertips. his eyelids. his elbows.
wwx continues to laugh and protest and try and pull away, but lwj is relentless in his affections.

finally, when he’s laughing so hard that tears have started streaming down his face, wwx gasps out, “lan zhan have mercy, have mercy, I can’t take it anymore!”
lwj stops and releases wwx’s wrists, only for wwx to immediately fling his arms around lwj’s shoulders and bury his face in his neck.

”wei ying?” lwj asks, stroking his hair. wwx is still giggling and sniffling where his face is pressed against lwj’s neck. “are you okay?”
wwx nods vigorously, but keeps his face hidden.

eventually wwx gets his breathing under control again and finally speaks. “I’m fine,“ he says, and then pauses. “but I’m not coming out!”

lwj feels wwx nuzzle his face even closer.
lwj makes an affirmative noise and flips them over so that wwx is lying on top of him. they stay like that for a moment, quiet, lwj running his hand up and down wwx’s back.
”I can’t believe,” wwx says, at long last, his face still hidden, “that I have the world’s most /embarrassing/ husband.”
lwj thinks for a moment, and decides wwx has no one but himself to blame for giving him and opening like this.

”and I can’t believe,“ lwj says softly, his face pressed against wwx’s hair, “that I have the world’s cutest husband.”

”AUGH!” wwx shouts and smacks him on the chest.
“I’m serious lan zhan! you’re not allowed to say anything nice about me for the next 24 hours, /at least/. I need time to recover!”

lwj makes a noise of disagreement. he’s not sure he can go that long.
”four hours,” lwj offers.

”eight,” wwx counters.

”six.”
wwx shifts slightly, finally unburying his face from against lwj’s neck, so lwj can finally see him.

lwj brushes his husband’s hair back from his face. he looks disheveled, and flushed, and beautiful.

and cute.
”FINE,” wwx says, poking at lwj’s chest. “six hours.” then his mouth curls into a grin. “but you better be /extra/ mean to me to make up for it”

”mn,” lwj says in agreement. he trails his hand down wwx’s back until his hand is resting on the curve of wwx’s ass, stroking gently.
and then he pinches.

wwx SQUEAKS and immediately buries his face against lwj’s neck again.

”I can do that,” lwj says, voice smug.
and that’s a wrap! thanks for reading along! 💞💞💞
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