Wei Ying allows him to strip him down on the spot, returning the favor. They can always pick up their clothes later. He returns the kiss, all of his old feelings rushing back just they always do when they're together like this. No matter how many centuries or millennia pass or how he adapts to letting him go and living his life without him, he'll never fall out of in love with Lan Zhan. Not completely.

"Yes, bed."

A quick, soft smooch.

"It's up the stairs and to right so put me down and I'll climb with you."

Really, why couldn't he have a single floor home?

"...Or you could just do me on the couch instead. The living room's right over there."

Wei Ying points to a room on their left.