[ Wei Wuxian has never told Jiang Cheng he is proud of him for the work that he's done. It's something that's slipped his mind, in his struggles as the Yiling Patriarch, in his death, in everything he has gone through. He has never sat down and genuinely told Jiang Cheng that everything he has done, has been admirable, has been worthwhile, has been something that Wei Wuxian knew he had the power to achieve. He should, one day. Perhaps after he is done kissing him.
For now, he pours those emotions into these kisses, these touches. It's like a gnawing, aching hunger inside of him, unable to be fulfilled by anything other than Jiang Cheng's touches. He has missed his brother, so much, so utterly and desperately. He needs to reaffirm to himself that he is real and whole and true.
Jiang Cheng says his name and sure, it's not his personal name, but it still carries all the emotion as if it were. It softens him, makes his heart ache, and he lifts his head to steal another kiss. He needs to keep kissing Jiang Cheng, to keep touching him. He doesn't want to let him go again.
Foreheads against each other again, he opens his eyes to look at Jiang Cheng's own and breathes out heavily. His hand takes Jiang Cheng's wrist between his fingers and he lifts it, presses it to his pounding heart as he looks back so earnestly at his brother. ]
Yours. No one else's.
[ His heart, it belongs to Jiang Cheng and only him. He knows Jiang Cheng has worry in his heart that Wei Wuxian will truly leave him, hide away with the Lan clan and never come home again. It's not true though, it's not, he only wants to be here. As long as he is welcome, he will be here. As long as Jiang Cheng wants him, he will be at his side.
He steals another kiss and into his mouth, he murmurs against his lips, eyes closing and sigh soft — ]
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For now, he pours those emotions into these kisses, these touches. It's like a gnawing, aching hunger inside of him, unable to be fulfilled by anything other than Jiang Cheng's touches. He has missed his brother, so much, so utterly and desperately. He needs to reaffirm to himself that he is real and whole and true.
Jiang Cheng says his name and sure, it's not his personal name, but it still carries all the emotion as if it were. It softens him, makes his heart ache, and he lifts his head to steal another kiss. He needs to keep kissing Jiang Cheng, to keep touching him. He doesn't want to let him go again.
Foreheads against each other again, he opens his eyes to look at Jiang Cheng's own and breathes out heavily. His hand takes Jiang Cheng's wrist between his fingers and he lifts it, presses it to his pounding heart as he looks back so earnestly at his brother. ]
Yours. No one else's.
[ His heart, it belongs to Jiang Cheng and only him. He knows Jiang Cheng has worry in his heart that Wei Wuxian will truly leave him, hide away with the Lan clan and never come home again. It's not true though, it's not, he only wants to be here. As long as he is welcome, he will be here. As long as Jiang Cheng wants him, he will be at his side.
He steals another kiss and into his mouth, he murmurs against his lips, eyes closing and sigh soft — ]
I love you.