A Dream Made Real - Chapter 2
Part 6 of my Merman Lan Wangji AU series
Word count: 5.5k (for Chapter 2 of 5)
Rating: Teen
Summary: Three months pass since Lan Zhan saves Wei Wuxian from the water ghouls, but Wei Wuxian only sees Lan Zhan again in his dreams…
It was a gift, getting to see Lan Zhan at all. It was an honour to have met him and spoken with him, to receive his silk and tears. Jiaoren were rare and encounters with them were relegated to the realm of stories no one believed.
He should be content with what he had been given, not endlessly aching for more.
To touch Lan Zhan’s hair and feel his lips again? Even if Lan Zhan desired that too, he was bound to the waters and Wei Wuxian to the land. His dreams were exactly that. Dreams. Fantasies. Impossible.
Tags: Alternate Universe - Merfolk, Canon Universe, Merman Lan Wangji, Misunderstandings, Almost Drowning, Nightmares, Pining, Mutual Pining, Light Angst, Exhaustion, Hurt/Comfort, First kiss
@sweetlittlevampire has once again created some beautiful art for the scene in this chapter, which you can see here on tumblr or on twitter. She’s had that finished since the start of March(!!), just patiently waiting for me to finish the fic and get it online so she could post it XD be sure to go give her some love, the art is stunning as always!!
Read on AO3, excerpt below:
With the weather turning, the lotus dying back, and the cool air nipping at one’s heels in the night, it was hardly the time for Wei Wuxian to be out on the water at all. In fact, he’d not gone to that lake in weeks.
That he should venture out this night and see Lan Zhan again...it could only be luck he’d surely done nothing to deserve.
But still, taking in Lan Zhan’s form resting on the pier, a light, warm feeling blossomed and grew behind his ribs, until he felt just as starved for air as when he’d first woken from his dream.
“Lan Zhan!” he called out, angling the boat over towards him.
On the pier, Lan Zhan turned his head to the side to watch Wei Wuxian approach, but otherwise barely moved.
“Wei Ying,” he said in acknowledgement, so quietly that Wei Wuxian barely heard him over the sound of the boat moving through the water, and the distance between them.
As he moved closer, his elation faded away. Lan Zhan wasn’t reclining back like when he’d first seen him, nor was he resting gracefully. He was sprawled carelessly on his back, arms limp by his sides.
It had been months since Wei Wuxian had seen him, but he seemed smaller somehow, thinner perhaps. He wore his robe tightly closed and fastened, but that didn’t seem to be why. His presence just seemed less. In fact, Wei Wuxian could barely feel his presence at all as he tried to focus on it.
“It’s been so long,” he pointed out needlessly, climbing onto the pier as soon as the boat bumped up against it. Careful to avoid Lan Zhan’s hair and robe, he sat near the edge and folded his legs under himself. “I wasn’t sure I’d see you again.”
Lan Zhan finally moved, pushing himself up until he was leaning on propped up arms, resting on his side. It was like his pose when Wei Wuxian had first seen him, but it was not the same at all. A flash of red at his left wrist called for Wei Wuxian’s attention, but he was immediately distracted. Lan Zhan looked at him and his face was illuminated brightly by the moonlight.
He looked tired. No, exhausted. There were black shadows under his eyes, marring his perfect jade skin. And now that he was so close, it was clear Lan Zhan had lost weight, his face slimmer and paler than before.
A ghost of a smile tilted Lan Zhan’s lips as he looked at Wei Wuxian, but it seemed forced and tired, just like his posture.
“Lan Zhan...” Wei Wuxian reached out to touch him, then pulled his hand back before making contact. “Are you alright?”