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[illicitly]

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[undisciplined]

He'd come back with two jars, one settled on the table while the other was beside him as he sat against the bed, his head resting against the mattress, eyes half closed, Huaisang a warm weight in his lap. His fingers idly toyed with the other teenager's hair as he raised the jar to his lips, taking a drink before offering it to Huaisang.

The only other sound was Huaisang reading from one of the books he'd brought.

[illicitly]

Wei Wuxian is a solid, pleasant comfort and it's a little hard to focus on his novel sitting in his lap like this. Huaisang's cheeks are slightly flushed even as his mind races with nervous excitement. As casual as Wei Wuxian is about about physical contact, this is the first time he's ever actually pulled him to sit in his lap like this. He's not quite sure what to make of it, honestly, and a little scared to ask or call too much attention to it in case Wei Wuxian changes his mind.

So he just continues to sit there on him like this, going through his book. After a bit, Huaisang manages to find enough boldness in him to start teasing and playing with his friend's ponytail.

[undisciplined]

He sets the empty jar down before Huaisang starts playing with his hair, gaze focusing on his friend as he opens his eyes, one hand opening the second jar while the other ends up resting against Huaisang's hip.

"You want to share this jar too?"

[illicitly]

"Sure, Wei-xiong. We have time."

Whether they actually have time is debatable but the temptation to drink some more is too strong and he's weak. He's going to miss his chance if he doesn't make a move soon. Huaisang's not stupid. He sees the way Wei Wuxian's eyes stray to Lan Wangji just as he sees the latter get riled up in ways never seen before. At first it was funny and a marvel to behold but now he can't help but be a little nervous.

Of course, there's the whole obstacle of just not being able to muster up the nerver to say or do anything that might actually change things. It's ridiculous how Huaisang hasn't been able to bring himself to do much more than pine. But maybe if he drinks more, this could be the time he finds the courage to confess through word or deed.

Huaisang takes the jar and steals the first drink. He needs it if he's going to get anywhere.