Lan Zhan can feel a little rising panic over the thought that Wei Ying did all of this for a day that has never meant anything and he'd not even acknowledged Wei Ying's but he tries to put that aside. He will not have his own inadequacies ruining Wei Ying's perfect gift.

He tries to find words to express what this means, what Wei Ying has presented to him but he finds himself unable to form them. He can only grab at Wei Ying and pull him down to the cushions, hugging him tight, tighter than he has dared, lately.

"Home."