#That's like. 15 or 17 weeks of this same wip every wednesday lol

[eleanorfenyxwrites]

WIP Wednesday

LQR & LJY (And still HGJ, unexpected communication king)

[Beginning]

Jingyi doesn’t have very many things of his own. He has his two spare sets of robes and a sleeping pallet - that he supposes suddenly is actually probably not his at all but has to stay in the children’s home in case someone else needs it instead. He has a couple of little trinkets that he’s collected during festivals over the years, little scraps of things that he likes to play with sometimes, none of them bigger than his hand. When the auntie recovers enough to do as Hanguang-Jun asks, it takes her less than an incense stick to step back out onto the porch, a neat bundle in her hands that contains everything he owns. Hanguang-Jun takes it wordlessly and turns down the path again, and when he reaches Jingyi he pauses to hold his hand out flat by his hip. 

He doesn’t move again until Jingyi tentatively reaches up to touch their fingertips together, and all Hanguang-Jun does is curl his fingers around his palm to take him by the hand. Jingyi immediately huddles closer to his side, his entire body hurting from such simple affection, and he scrubs at his eyes with his free hand while Hanguang-Jun leads him through Cloud Recesses once again this time destined for the Yashi.

“Wangji? What’s wrong?”

Lan-xiansheng, unlike the aunties, hasn’t dressed down for bed yet, and there’s still a lantern burning on his desk in the bit of the room Jingyi can see through the door when he opens it at their knock. He keeps his thoughts about the rule not to work after hai shi behind his lips and peeks carefully around Hanguang-Jun’s hip to look up at Lan-xiansheng, unsure if such a stern, rule-following person would really want to agree to take him in.

Unless…

Jingyi’s heart sinks as he thinks that maybe he’s been deemed such a hopeless case that the only way to fix him at all is to be constantly watched by the strictest disciplinarian in all of Cloud Recesses. Maybe, instead of a family, he’s just in permanent detention with no free time allowed ever again.

“There has been a misunderstanding,” Hanguang-Jun repeats. “Jingyi was not informed of your intentions. Clarification is needed.”

“Come in.” Lan-xiansheng steps aside, and the only reason Jingyi steps over the threshold is because Hanguang-Jun is still holding his hand and there’s no way for him to escape again. “Give me his things, both of you sit down.” Jingyi watches Lan-xiansheng take the neat packet from Hanguang-Jun and turn to place it down on a small bed in the corner of the room furthest from the door. He follows when Hanguang-Jun leads him over to the table, and sits down on the cushion he’s directed to with a feeling in his chest like this is all a very weird and kind of scary dream.

“Hanguang-Jun?” Jingyi whispers. Hanguang-Jun leans down ever so slightly so that Jingyi can go up on his knees and talk in his ear. “Am I being punished again?”

“No. You are not in trouble.”

No trouble at all? That can’t possibly be right. Jingyi sits back down on his heels with a little frown, thoroughly at a loss now, but he’s out of time to ask questions.

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#the untamed fanfic #Lan Qiren #Lan Jingyi #Lan Wangji #can't believe I've posted 8600 words of this wip in 500-800 word chunks lol #That's like. 15 or 17 weeks of this same wip every wednesday lol