Ch 1: preparing for a special occasion

'We are going to be late' Lan Wanji stated in his normal bland tone as he stood in the doorway of the Jingshi waiting to leave. His plain white robes hung off him as if he had taken most of the day adjusting them instead of just the half hour he had actually spent. His hair was similarly perfect and Bichen hung ever ready at his waist. The only thing not ready to leave was the person still throwing clothes over the room divider in an effort to get dressed.

'Don't worry so much Lan Er'Gege we won't be late, I'm just making myself look nice'

Another set of embroidered, black and white robes took to the air thanks to an imagined defect and added to the mess growing on the floor….

Lan Wanjji enjoyed their Jingshi to be tidy and normally Wei WuXian abided by this…..well as much as he abided by anything…..but today he was really beginning to get on his nerves.

'We were not going to be late an hour ago' Wanji stated, trying hard not to let his annoyance enter into his tone.

'Im nearly ready!'

'You said that an hour ago too'

'Well if you stopped interrupting me I would have been readier earlier wouldn't I?

A quiet knock at the door cut off Wanji's reply as he blandly ordered 'come!'

The doors opened and in walked Szihui. In the past few years he had lost the look of a youth and gain both the look and elegance of a young man. His skills had matured with the efforts of both his parents and his adopted uncle Wen Ning, the later of course he could only see outside of the Cloud Reccess without causing Lan Qiren to have a heart attack. Over all Szihui was becoming established as one of the leaders of his generation. He had also become a lot more confident in entering his parents Jingshi…..something he had never done when it when it belonged to HanGuang Jun alone.

'HanGuang-Jun' Szihui nodded politely but stopped short of the formal bow he always gave when in public, before turning towards the figure behind the screen 'Senior Wei'

Just as Wanji was about to reply Wei WuXian replied from behind the screen 'A-Yuan! What brings you here?'

'I was wondering if something was wrong. I was expecting you both in the main hall before now'

Lan Wanji sighed and looked pointedly towards the screen as Wei WuXian whined in a high pitched tone 'You are both now ganging up on me'

Lan Wanji's lips curled up at the edges as Szihui tried hard not to laugh at the tone. Wanji replied this time, not quite keeping the laughter out of his voice. 'I told you we would be late'

Another whine came from behind the screen before there was total silence.

'Szihui go to the main hall and let them know we will be there soon' Wanji spoke into the silence

'Yes HanGuang-Jun I will'

Szihui nodded once again and then made his exit with more speed than grace, after all he spent enough time with both his fathers to know when to leave them alone to their arguments. Wei WuXian was the only one who dared argue with HanGuang-Jun and sometimes those arguments could be heard halfway across the cloud recess.

Lan Wanji walked slowly behind the screen. Not slowly on purpose, he just had to lots of piles of clothing to dodge on his way. Upon reaching the edge of screen he saw Wei WuXian in just his spotless white under robes and not much else, Wanji immediately stamped down the images that came to mind as they wouldn't get them out of the door any faster, and decided to change tact. He picked up the nearest pile of cloth which had once been a neatly folded robe and held it out.

'What's wrong with this?'

Wei WuXian looked at him like he'd lost his mind.

'It has a mark on it!'

Wanji just signed inwardly and dropped the robe back on the floor, he hadn't seen any marks on the clothing but an argument now would just delay them even further. He bent down and picked up a second pile of clothing.

'And this one?'

'Some of the stitching has come loose it will need fixing'

'Wei Ying all your outfits can't be damaged!'

Wei WuXian was too busy rummaging through his trunks to give more than a snort in response but Wanji simply picked up the first robe once again. Just as he had thought there was no actual mark on it, Wei WuXian was just panicking. A small smile played on the edge of his lips as he thought of the easiest way to get Wei WuXian dressed and them both out of the JingShi.

Picking up the first dropped robe once again Wanji held it out. 'This one'

Hearing the voice Wei WuXian naturally straightened from where he had been burying himself in the trunks and looked around. Upon seeing the item Wanji held he rolled his eyes and put on the same whining tone as before.

'Lan Zhan I already said that one has…'

Wanji cut him off simply and effectively 'I want to see you wear this one.'

At that statement Wei WuXian reached out with renewed interest as if to take the robe, but Wanji kept a firm grip on the material. 'Turn round' he said quietly

Wei WuXian grinned from ear to ear. 'Lan Er-gege is going to dress me' it didn't quite come out as a question 'Well I guess it makes a change from all the times you've taken my clothes off.'

Laughing Wei WuXian did as asked and turned so his back was to Wanji, who proceeded to place the robe in place, and smooth the fabric before tightening the large leather belt at his waist. In a moment of rare playfulness Wanji used the flat of his hand to tap Wei WuXian on the behind through the newly donned robes, only to smile once again has he almost jumped high enough to hit the ceiling.

'HEY!'

It had never ceased to amaze Wanji that Wei WuXian, the YiLing Patriarch, and man who's name had incited fear into a whole generation of cultivators, a man who had survived bloody wounds that would have killed a less stubborn person. This man would be scared of something as small as a smack on the ass.

Pulling himself back into the room Wanji nodded his approval at the outfit and then took Wei WuXian's hand tightly in his own before the two of them eventually managed to walk out of the JingShi and into the Cloud Reccess.