Weilan WIP (almost) Wednesday?
The doors to the lecture hall fly open. A few of his students yelp in surprise.
Shen Wei is on edge immediately. He turns towards the door quickly, dark energy already swirling in his hand hidden behind his desk. It dissipates immediately when he sees it’s no other than his own bewildered husband who burst into his classroom so rudely. It doesn’t lessen the anxious pressure in his chest, though. If anything, he’s even more worried now.
Zhao Yunlan looks more put together than he has in days, as he has been hunched over his desk 24/7 trying to solve a case. His hair is still a mess but he has changed out of his pyjamas and seems to have even washed his face. There’s a confident, cocky grin on his face as he puts his hands in his pockets. “I’m sorry for interrupting class,” he apologises, “I need to borrow your professor for a moment, it’s an emergency. It will only take a moment, I promise.”
A few of his students giggle and start whispering to each other. Shen Wei just ignores it, interacting will only make it worse. So, he just straightens his jacket and clears his throat. Then he nods curtly to Zhao Yunlan that he will follow him outside and gives the class a short instruction to keep them busy while he is gone.
Once out of the room, he immediately checks Zhao Yunlan for any sign of injury. “Zhao Yunlan what’s going on? Are you okay?”
Zhao Yunlan sighs deeply, as if there’s something heavy weighing him down. He reaches out and adjusts Shen Wei’s tie, patting down his chest before finally speaking. “I think you forgot something very important when you left for work this morning.”
He forgot something? That doesn’t sound right. Did he have essays to return to students? No, that’s for next week. Did he forget his notebook? No, he always leaves that in his office. What could he have possibly forgotten that is so important for Zhao Yunlan to rush over like this?
Zhao Yunlan pats him on the chest one last time before grabbing his tie and pulling Shen Wei closer. He presses a firm kiss to his lips.
“Zhao Yunlan,” Shen Wei sputters, utterly scandalised as he tries to make sense of what just happened. He quickly adjusts his tie again as he looks around to see if there was anyone around who could have seen them. Only Zhao Yunlan would dare to be so utterly shameless in the middle of Shen Wei’s workplace.
“Don’t you dare leave for work ever again without that,” Zhao Yunlan warns before turning around with a proud grin and sauntering off.
