Wei Wuxian laughs and clutches at him when he is lifted, sprawling atop the mismatched sheets when he's lowered. He hooks a foot around Lan Zhan's waist, trying to drag him down with him. "I'm not afraid," he says, tilting his neck in the way he knows often prompts Lan Zhan to bite him. "I like your surprises."

If only he'd thought to find a book, then he could surprise Lan Zhan, too, assuming there's anything Lan Zhan has not already thought of...