Also I don’t really use this acc as much so didn’t bother with it till now, but cmon I’m a grown ass adult

Ironically it matches my bag

I had this man for over 12 years now, weirdly enough never solidified his lore but creativity and sleep have been eluding me

but some days he just wanted to reach over cup his hands around those cheeks, kiss the worries away and whisper that it was going to be alright.

He wasn’t sure when he became so aware that it wasn’t a coincidence that their bodies could slot against one another so perfectly.

Wei Wuxian would sometimes sit across from Jiang Cheng and listen to the man talk away about sect duties and any worries he may have had, and Wei Wuxian of course heard the concerns,

He became conscious of how touch starved he would get if Jiang Cheng wasn’t around for longer than a day, how he would crave the contact, like a man who had been starved of food.

Hugs became much more intimate, Wei Wuxian was aware how his nose would slot perfectly into the crook of Jiang Cheng’s neck, inhaling the lingering lotus scent.

But when he did, he realised how much he adored it.

He couldn’t help but always be fascinated with how their fingers would slot against one another, how their hands would perfectly lock and he would warm up the cold fingers, seeing the shades of pinks finally coming back to the skin and digits.

“How about we sit down and talk about what you know?” Childe motioned towards the kitchen.