Winter Solstice gift for @beetleknee!
Hope you like it <3
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They Say He Sleeps With Monsters
Wei Wuxian enjoyed being a monster hunter. He liked the danger, the attention, the novelty and challenge. He liked the monsters too. He liked learning what they wanted, what drove them, why they were making the problems they were making, and how to get them to stop (usually it was about letting them do as they liked, as far away from humans as possible).
What Wei Wuxian liked least about being a monster hunter (not that you’d ever be able to tell) was The Question.
The Question was inevitable, and it always ruined a good time. Every few months, as certain as the tide. He’d be having a great time at some little inn in some little town in some unholy hour of the night, his wounds bandaged, his drinks paid for, his fake name echoing off the walls in new voices, his new friends too drunk themselves to notice he’d forgotten all their names… and then, inevitably, someone would ask It.
“D’you ever… hey, d’you ever… you know…”
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