Um! So here I am! Asking (begging) you, if you are so inclined of course, to write Wangji succumbing to Wei Ying's baby aura and their reactions to Wangji finally babying Wei Ying to his heart's content (as he should). :3
Oh goodness.
At some point, LWJ has to come to terms with the fact that he’s jealous. It was still fine when it was just LXC, because he knows his brother and LXC is good and would never treat WWX as anything but a little brother. But the situation is different when it comes to others. For quite a long time, LWJ is convinced that WWX has a crush on JYL because he LOVES being coddled by her, and if LWJ is slightly colder to her during that period of time than he usually is, then he thinks he can’t really be blamed for it.
She really shouldn’t be encouraging that kind of behaviour.
The only light at the end of the tunnel is that there’s an immediate sense of rivalry between JC and WWX, and LWJ’s saving grace is the knowledge that WWX will never be permitted inappropriately close to JC’s sister. So he’s not saying he subtly encourages that rivalry...
...but he definitely does.
So yes. At some point, LWJ has to admit that he’s jealous. And afraid that WWX will decide one day that he’s had enough of LWJ and his inflexibility, and look for greener pastures.
But that hasn’t happened yet. WWX still hangs off his arm, pretending to hide behind him when he is actually capable of standing on his own. Always Lan Zhan this and Lan Zhan that. And whenever he’s seated somewhere, it will never take long for a weight to press into his side or back, and Wei Ying is there, wanting attention.
It’s easy, then, to tuck a loose lock of hair behind Wei Ying’s ear, or to make sure that his belt is tied properly and his robe folded orderly, so he doesn’t expose himself in public. If LWJ has to witness another person staring into the dishevelled opening of Wei Ying’s robe, lustily gazing at his smooth chest and tantalising nipples, LWJ will have to gouge someone’s eyes out. And they won’t be his own.
Wei Ying melts into his touch every time he does it, and LWJ honestly doesn’t know if his doing that is a good incentive, since he has started to wonder if Wei Ying dresses so sloppily precisely because he knows that LWJ will fix it.
He tries hard not to feel happy about that.
“Gege is mean,” Wei Ying mumbles into LWJ’s neck where he has squashed his face as he’s leaning against LWJ. “He’s not giving me any attention. I think I might die.”
He lets out a sigh so big his soul might as well be leaving his body.
Wei Ying is wrong. If anything, LWJ gives him too much attention. His mind just now was full of Wei Ying, just Wei Ying, and none of his attention is on the work he’s supposed to be tending to.
“Patience,” he chastises Wei Ying, but he gives Wei YIng’s waist a gentle squeeze that tells him he’s going to be with him shortly.
Wei Ying sighs again and laments, “Cruel. I am not cared for at all.”
With these words, he lets himself slide off LWJ’s shoulder and slip onto LWJ’s lap.
“The sooner you are quiet, the sooner I will be finished,” LWJ reminds him, and wraps a hand around Wei Ying’s delicate neck, squeezing once. The touch won’t hurt Wei Ying, is barely enough for Wei Ying to feel the pressure, but Wei Ying gasps as if LWJ has robbed him of his breath.
Lan Zhan abandons his work for a moment and leans down to Wei Ying.
“Be good,” he says. “Naughty children will get punished.”
Wei Ying presses his face into LWJ’s stomach and says nothing.
It is good, LWJ thinks to himself. Now he can finally work.
He doesn’t even realise that he keeps his hand around Wei Ying’s neck until he is forced to remove it in order to reach for something else.