They're both a mess at the moment but Wei Ying holds him close in a way that's both possessive and protective anyway. Now that the moment's come to start speaking about their history, he freezes a little, uncharacteristically flustered, and unsure of where to even begin. In the past, Wei Ying's tried to pace things out a bit, introduce their relationship to him slowly. He usually asks him out on a few dates before jumping headlong into inviting him to his place and everything that entails.
And after calling Lan Zhan his husband in the middle of sex, he can't exactly backpedal and say he was kidding. It'd probably hurt his feelings and serve no purpose besides alienation. And he's so over trying to hide things for no other reason than to hide them.
"I... Well. It's.... complicated to explain but you really are my husband. Or at least, you were before! I don't like to presume too much when I first meet you. You know, in case you ever change your mind. Not that I really expect you to because you never do. For some reason, you still want to be with me when I ask and I don't know why."
He stops his nervous babbling to take a breath.
"But, um, I'm not a college student. I mean, I am but not like others on campus? I've been to this school a lot, every few generations I come back because I don't age and don't want anyone to recognize me. I like school and I like learning! And I need to stay up to date on technology and customs so I keep coming back. There's a bunch of others that I go to, too, so I move around a lot..."
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on 2020-02-14 12:54 pm (UTC)And after calling Lan Zhan his husband in the middle of sex, he can't exactly backpedal and say he was kidding. It'd probably hurt his feelings and serve no purpose besides alienation. And he's so over trying to hide things for no other reason than to hide them.
"I... Well. It's.... complicated to explain but you really are my husband. Or at least, you were before! I don't like to presume too much when I first meet you. You know, in case you ever change your mind. Not that I really expect you to because you never do. For some reason, you still want to be with me when I ask and I don't know why."
He stops his nervous babbling to take a breath.
"But, um, I'm not a college student. I mean, I am but not like others on campus? I've been to this school a lot, every few generations I come back because I don't age and don't want anyone to recognize me. I like school and I like learning! And I need to stay up to date on technology and customs so I keep coming back. There's a bunch of others that I go to, too, so I move around a lot..."
Finally, he trails off, out of air again.