Wei Wuxian snorts, wryly amused, as he takes in the view. "This is as bad as Carp Tower," he says to Ingress, in what he thinks is sotto voce but is far closer to his normal speaking voice. He accepts the champagne glass, takes a sip, and makes a small mm! of pleasure. "That's good."
There's a live string quartet in the corner; unconsciously, he starts gravitating that way, swaying slightly with the rhythm of the song. The melody is more similar to the music he knows than anything else he's heard tonight, and soon enough he's humming along to the refrain every time it pops up. Lan Zhan would like this, he thinks. He'd hate the rest of it but he'd love this.
He really, really loves Lan Zhan. How did it take him so long to realize?
"I'm going to tell him," he announces to Ingress, turning away from the quartet. "Tonight. When we're back. I'm going to tell him I love him."
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Date: 2020-10-05 01:36 am (UTC)There's a live string quartet in the corner; unconsciously, he starts gravitating that way, swaying slightly with the rhythm of the song. The melody is more similar to the music he knows than anything else he's heard tonight, and soon enough he's humming along to the refrain every time it pops up. Lan Zhan would like this, he thinks. He'd hate the rest of it but he'd love this.
He really, really loves Lan Zhan. How did it take him so long to realize?
"I'm going to tell him," he announces to Ingress, turning away from the quartet. "Tonight. When we're back. I'm going to tell him I love him."