begguiling | SIDEREAL IC INBOX TAKE 2

We had a little chat. ♥ It was about what I was expecting. I told you I met him once in a dream, right? The real thing sure does live up to Wei Wuxian's dream version! If anything, he's gotten worse with age.

[he lifts up to hop over and go settle in Lan Wangji's lap. that feels about right for this conversation.]

[yeah, Lan Wangji puts his arms around him immediately, correct call]

...

Things deteriorated. Before the Burial Mounds siege.

Hmmmm.

[just a filler noise as he settles, and grows a little more serious with it]

I know their relationship is complicated, but I know the elder Wei Wuxian loves him still . . . that was my impression, anyway. That they were still family after whatever else happened. So imagine my surprise when I set him off by telling him I was good friends with his family. He really didn't want to hear that one! Of course I'd already started things off by calling him the wrong name, so I was on thin ice anyway. One thing led to another! He seemed older than his dream self, but I couldn't tell you where he fits into your timeline.

Likely closer to our elders.

...

[the next line comes out even more clipped and terse than Lan Wangji's usual speech. one of his hands is clenched quietly in his robes.]

The siege. He led it.

[ah . . . well. that's not entirely a surprise. that tracks, really. Magolor puts his hand on Lan Wangji's.]

I see . . . that explains a lot.

[he is going to hold this beach ball's hand.]

We had not met since I learned of it.

And you didn't try to kill one another on sight? Geez . . . I get it now. I was pretty happy to finally get to meet him, but I had no idea the situation was that bad.

Wei Ying values him.

[he takes a breath, lets it out]

Reasons for discord existed. They do not justify him. But they were present.

[he hates being fair about this but he cannot, even when speaking his feelings to a trusted friend, bring himself not to do it. Be just.]

Others question my judgment. We disagree.

Edited 2021-04-19 04:29 (UTC)

He reeeeally wanted a fight, but I didn't especially want to give him one . . . I didn't want to have to be the one to tell your boyfriend I set his brother on fire, even in self-defense. He's still loved despite all that, huh? But not by you.

[not even a little by Lan Wangji. Magolor actually knows very little about the whole relationship web there, he's realizing. it never occurred to him the feelings there were this fraught]

No.

[not by him at all.]

...

The choice is not mine.

The choice not to fight him? Hehehe...you're so refined about even this. I can tell how upset you are, and how polite you're being about it. I don't blame you! I could make you a little pillow to punch with his face on it.

...

[his face twitches; slightly distracted from the strength of his own reaction by the revelation of "wow that is way more tempting than it should be." how childish. he cannot say so out loud. carefully]

Very creative.

Thanks, I try! I could even make it so that it only looks like his face if you touch it a certain way...it's magic~!

[no it's not, he's talking about those magic sequin things,]