The Sin Tax
by Rose Thorne
Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with The Untamed, and make no money writing fanfiction.
Really, Wei Ying had been asking for it. After hearing Lan Zhan had nearly eaten concrete once when he was wearing booty shorts, he couldn't help but wear them around the apartment. He'd basically moved in with Lan Zhan even though he still had his own apartment, and they were looking for a bigger one since they were adopting A-Yuan.
It helped that the sex was magnificent to start with, and that Lan Zhan took it up a notch somehow when he was riled up.
Which has meant that sacrifices were made, and so Wei Ying's favorite booty shorts had been ripped beyond repair in the heat of the moment.
They'd given them a valiant send-off, using them to clean up afterward and then consigning them to the trash.
Wei Ying wasn't expecting, a week later, to wake one morning to find a neatly-wrapped package on kitchen table with the absolutely perfect jianbing Lan Zhan had cooked for breakfast.
Lan Zhan's ears were already pink, which made him immediately suspicious—if he was flustered by the gift before it was even open, Wei Ying had a sneaky suspicion they'd wind up spending the day in bed.
He ate his breakfast first with that in mind. He'd need the calories. Honestly, all the erotic exercise was doing wonders for his body, but he was hungry all the time now—and he'd basically been a bottomless pit to begin with.
The jianbing was amazing, cooked just the way he liked it. Lan Zhan's, he noticed, was cooked with far milder ingredients, but his was deliciously spicy, with his favorite black bean chili sauce, shaved carrots, mustard pickles, the fried wonton wrappers, egg, and spicy sausage.
When he finally finished his meal and opened the package, the contents sent him into a fit of laughing that took almost five minutes to fully quell. It didn't help that every time he looked at Lan Zhan he had this air of smug satisfaction, which set him off all over again.
The gift was black booty shorts with "TAKE RESPONSIBILITY" emblazoned in red across the ass. Adorably, there was even a tiny red bunny on the front of one of the legs. Well, not that there was much fabric there to call a leg.
His mind immediately alit on adopting bunnies, because his mind worked in weird ways. He knew his fiancé loved the fuzzy creatures, and he would love to have them. His current apartment wasn't pet friendly, and he didn't know about Lan Zhan's, but Lan Qiren wasn't a fan of pets, so he definitely hadn't had any growing up.
Wei Ying hadn't always gotten along with Lan Zhan's uncle even though he admired the staid man, but the fact that he'd expected they'd already be married with a kid had raised his respect for the man. The $10K he'd put up toward the wedding had been a very pleasant surprise, as well. He'd never expected that measure of implied approval, and it filled him with as much warmth as Madam Yu's apology had.
"Hey, we should make sure the apartment we get will let us get bunnies," he commented as he shimmied shamelessly out of his pajama bottoms at the breakfast table to try them on.
He hadn't bothered with underwear this morning, the food smelling too good to delay that long, and so he was impressed when Lan Zhan was able to follow his idea instead of being immediately sidetracked.
"Mm. Should wait until A-Yuan is settled before we get pets."
"Good idea. The bunnies will be his, too."
Wei Ying slid on the shorts, which hugged all his assets nicely, then turned around and twerked.
"Do they look like they fit?" he asked coyly.
He did not get a verbal response.
The dishes wouldn't be done until much, much later, and they would absolutely spend their Saturday in bed.
Once the adoption went through, he wouldn't be able to prance around the apartment wearing just booty shorts anymore, he realized later.
Ah, well. They'd just have to get it out of their system before then.
Tag, you're it!
Adrian_kres forgot the booty shorts in the last one, so here's my follow-up on that.