A Sprinter and a Distance Runner Walk Into A Bar by haplessmedresident
This was so sweet and funny! LZ with his psychic mind games was the best ❤️
Quotes:
The last hurdle left, and only ten meters left, and then —
And then —
The distant figure who had been running before them came into view, coming form the opposite direction ; the other runner was running closest to his lane, which Lan Zhan had picked the entirely by happenstance. He had looked up because the last hurdle was approaching and had thought nothing of it. And then the saw the other runner, and three things happened at once:
* The other runner, when he was close enough, was seen to be long of limb and loose of clothing, a standard-issue Cardinals shirt wet and clinging to a lean torso, exposing collarbones — and Lan Zhan had looked up, and met his eyes;
* The other student’s face was arrestingly lovely, and even if he seemed surprised that Lan Zhan was looking, he smiled;
* And Lan Zhan, inexplicably — tripped over the last hurdle and fell on his face.
The thing that happened right after, of course, was that Su She miraculously took first, because Jin Zixuan, who had been running right next to him, seemed thrown by Lan Zhan’s fall.
The mysterious runner approached him immediately.
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But Lan Zhan was shirtless, and Wei Ying was looking over at Jin Zixuan as the other approached. This was intolerable and maybe made him want to flex. If he did maybe Wei Ying would look at him and only him. (Jin Zixuan did have nice abs, although Lan Zhan knew his pecs were better.)
(Could he flex, just a little?
He tightened his core anyway.)
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Summary:
Wei Wuxian got into running mostly to channel his wayward energy into something moderately productive. He didn't expect to be podiuming for it, certainly not for a D1 university to be offering a free ride through college for him to run with them.
Lan Wangji just wants to get his 400M hurdles to be less than 50 seconds.
And possibly a chance at the Olympics.
And then he sees the new Foot Locker champion -- a freshman, apparently a prodigy, apparently just 17 -- at the Cobb Track, and maybe he wants just a little bit more.
