Wei Ying is beautiful in a tight, black t-shirt and black nitrile gloves, face half-hidden behind a surgical mask, and hair escaping his messy bun in all directions. He has stepped out of his workroom briefly to greet Lan WangJi and tell him that he's finishing up his last customer of the day. The sunset flooding in through the front door is bonfire orange and lights him up, making him squint, burnishing his face and adding copper highlights to his hair. Lan WangJi wants to pull him close, feel his warmth, kiss him, and fall asleep to the sound of his voice. He wants to bring Wei Ying home with him. Really, he just wants to make a home with Wei Ying. He takes a seat and waits his turn for some of Wei Ying's time.