Modern Wei Ying would be a very tactile person. He kisses his...

But not Lan Zhan. Never Lan Zhan.
Jealousy aside (and oh boy, is there jealousy) he doesn't understand why Wei Ying would kiss every one of his friends BUT him. They basically grew up together! They're roommates in college! He should very much qualify for kissing.
The idea that Lan Zhan might be in the same mental list as Jiang Cheng on Wei Ying's head is terrifying.
He needs to fix it.
Wei Ying gets there, bringing the sun with him, and the air back into the room. Lan Zhan is very much in love.
So Lan Zhan takes a step in his direction and gives him a kiss on the cheek.
"Mn," Lan Zhan says, and for the entire rest of the night, he fights the urge to leave and go hide under his blanket.
He and Wei Ying have many of the same friends (which means, Wei Ying's friends have become his friends over time, although Lan Zhan has claim over MianMian, because he met her first) so they go to the same parties.
Wei Ying... doesn't react like he thought he would.
Obviously, Lan Zhan's plan is going very, very wrong.
Wei Ying looks up at him from where he's sitting on the couch. "Hm?"
"Are you repulsed by my touch?"
"You're uncomfortable when I kiss you."
"That's..." Wei Ying looks away. "I... I'm not uncomfortable. I'm the opposite. I'm super comfortable. I'm like-"
"Wei Ying," Lan Zhan says.
Lan Zhan tries not to let his heart sink. "Why?"
"Because you hate touching!"
"Not you."
He bites the insides of his cheeks and says, "Well, I suppose you're right. You hate touching strangers, but since we're friends, it's not the same?"
"Mn," Lan Zhan lies.
It's everything Lan Zhan wanted.
It's much, much worse than he could ever have imagined.
And most of all, they're not /in love/ with Wei Ying, like he is.
Lan Zhan did not think this through.
The first time their lips meet, it's an accident.
Lan Zhan isn't exactly /used/ to being the one who initiates the kissing, but he started this, and he'll see it through. So he approaches Wei Ying's desk and waits for him to turn.
Almost automatically, like it's second nature, Wei Ying turns his cheek a little in his direction. Waiting.
Lan Zhan bends down, but the angle isn't right.
"Wei Ying," he says again.
Wei Ying turns, and at the same time, Lan Zhan leans in.
Lan Zhan doesn't stop it. He has no power to. He couldn't, even if he tried.
He kisses Wei Ying full on the lips.
The kiss is fast. It's barely even a touch, really. But when Lan Zhan pulls back, his lips are tingling, and he feels like a changed man.
When he feels brave enough, he opens his eyes.
Wei Ying is staring at him with beautifully flushed cheeks.
Wei Ying blinks a few times, then smiles at him. "Good luck at your concert. Blow them away."
And what can Lan Zhan do, besides go to his concert and blow them away?
Except.
Lan Zhan makes them breakfast, one day, and Wei Ying leans over the table and kisses his lips for it. "You're the best," he says, -
He stops Lan Zhan at the door, just before his game, and puts a hand on his chest. "Good luck kiss?" he asks. And Lan Zhan kisses him, because how could he ever deny a request like that?
Lan Zhan feels like he's going crazy. Wei Ying seems completely unfazed by it,going about his day like always, but he can't do the same.
They're both having lunch with MianMian, but Wei Ying has soccer practice and has to leave early.
They've never kissed in public, so when he gets up and leans in Lan Zhan's direction, Lan Zhan offers him his cheek.
"Bye!" he says, smiling, and then kisses MianMian too.
On the cheek.
Lan Zhan feels himself blushing, but there's nothing he can do.
"So are you two a thing now?" she asks.
"No," Lan Zhan says. "We're still friends."
"But he kissed you."
"He kissed you, too," he points out.
"Not like that!"
"He has kissed other friends like that before."
"That's bullshit! He only does that when he's drunk, of if someone gives him a gift, and then he immediately laughs about it," she says. "What he just did was a serious, proper, -
Lan Zhan's heart races at the word boyfriend, but he hopes it isn't too clear on his face.
"I don't know," is all he says, because MianMian is giving him hope, and if he starts having hope, he'll be heartbroken.
Lan Zhan pretends he didn't hear her, and swiftly changes the subject.
The next few weeks go by almost in a daze. In many ways, Lan Zhan feels like he and Wei Ying act like a couple would.
They watch tv shows together, -
And they kiss. Sometimes. Barely. Kind of.
But he holds back, like a good friend. He never wraps his arms around Wei Ying like he wants to, and he never lets himself linger for more than a few seconds.
Until.
Lan Zhan is, of course, watching from the first row.
After the timer strikes 0 and his team huddles together to celebrate, Wei Ying disengages from their arms and looks for him in the crowd.
Without thinking, Lan Zhan steps into the court.
They crash onto each other, and before he can react, before either of them can think, Lan Zhan kisses him in the middle of the soccer field.
People whistle around them, but Lan Zhan doesn't care.
Lan Zhan opens his lips to say something, anything, but someone pulls Wei Ying away.
He sees his teammates lifting each other, giving each other piggybacks. Wei Ying and Wen Ning lift the goalkeeper onto their shoulders and jump.
Feeling completely inadequate, Lan Zhan turns around and goes home.
What he doesn't see is Wei Ying turning back, trying to look for him in the crowd, after he is already gone.
He kissed Wei Ying. For real this time. And it was just as blissful and just as devastating as he always imagined.
"Lan Zhan?" Wei Ying whispers, "Are you awake?"
"Yes," he says, hating how shaky his own voice sounds.
The room is dark, but Lan Zhan can still make out Wei Ying's sillhouete with the moonlight.
"I thought you were celebrating," Lan Zhan gets up. He's too fidgety to stay in bed, and the sheets feel too clingy on his legs.
"I didn't go," Wei Ying says.
He steps a little closer. Lan Zhan's breath hitches in his throat.
Wei Ying frowns.
"I... I thought-" he stops. "I was... tired."
"Oh," Lan Zhan says.
Wei Ying stares at him, as if he's waiting for something. Lan Zhan desperately wants to give it to him.
But...
What if he's wrong?
"Well, then," Wei Ying clears his throat, sounding disappointed. Lan Zhan hates it. "I should-"
"Don't just kiss people's lips again," Lan Zhan blurts out.
"Oh," he looks down. "I'm sorry. I... didn't know it bothered you."
"It does."
"Okay. I won't kiss you anymore. I understand."
He tries to turn away, but Lan Zhan reaches out to grab his arm.
"Wei Ying. Not me," Lan Zhan says.
"Don't kiss anyone else. Just kiss me."
Wei Ying turns in his direction again.
"Lan Zhan, what are you saing?"
"I'm saying..." Lan Zhan gathers all the courage in his heart. "If you don't want anything to happen between us, I won't bother you again. But if you do..."
"If you do... Let's not kiss anyone else. Let's have... exclusive kissing rights."
Wei Ying gives him a small laugh.
"We can give it any name you want."
"Hmmm. I'll think about it."
Wei Ying cups his jaw and kisses him slowly, the tender brushing-
"How about we just call it dating?" Wei Ying says when they part, his thumb grazing over Lan Zhan's bottom lip.
"Dating," Lan Zhan echoes, and then again, just so it can settle in. "Dating Wei Ying."
Lan Zhan freezes. "In love?"
"..."
"I love you," Lan Zhan says. Wei Ying's eyes soften into a beautiful smile. "Wei Ying, I've been in love with you for years."
"Never. Not about this."
Wei Ying leans in, touching their foreheads together.
"I love you," he says, and Lan Zhan doesn't know how he manages not to explode.
Lan Zhan frowns. "What do you mean?"
"You know," Wei Ying lets his hand travel down Lan Zhan's chest.
Lan Zhan hooks his arms around Wei Ying's waist and pushes him down on the bed.
For the rest of the night, he makes sure to show Wei Ying everywhere where they're allowed to kiss each other - exclusively, of course.
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH I hope everyone enjoyed the ride! It was a little messy but I think it turned out okay!
Thank you for reading 💜✨
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But not Lan Zhan. Never Lan Zhan.