AU where WWX is in his College Ho days, going on hookup after...

Until one day, Huaisang doesn't get the message right away.
So he stars going through his friendlist to see who else he can share his location with.
Jiang Cheng? No way. Pass.
Wen Ning is too much of a cinnamon roll for him to even think about it, so no hope there.
His fingers go down his friend list, finding the only name he hasn't considered yet.
Lan Zhan.
He doesn't even have to know.
(WHY he doesn't want LWJ to know is NOT something WWX is gonna unpack right now)
WWX gets in the uber and sends LWJ his location.
His phone immediately starts buzzing with a call.
"Wei Ying?"
WWX almost chokes on his own saliva. LWJ's voice is groggy with sleep, low and hoarse, and he doesn't know what to do about the way his body responds to it.
"Hey, Lan Zhan..."
"No, I'm okay! I didn't know you'd be awake. Please go back to sleep!"
"Why did you send me your location?"
Oh no. LWJ's voice is sounding more and more awake with every sentence. WWX really fucked it up, as always.
"You don't sound okay," LWJ says. "Do you need me to call the police?"
WWX's eyes go wide. Fuck. "No, no police. I'm fine! I'm just going somewhere."
"Where are you? I'm coming right now."
Fuck.
"Listen, Lan Zhan, you don't have to come. I'm going to someone's house. I'll be back in... 3 hours?"
"Wei Ying, it's 2 am."
"I know, and I'll text you when I get back. Don't worry."
"Whose house is it?" LWJ asks.
The silence on the other end lasts for way longer than Wei Ying anticipated.
"Oh," LWJ says, after what feels like eternity.
"Always?" LWJ's voice sounds tiny over the phone.
He can hear Lan Zhan's breathing throgh he phone. Why is he making excuses for it, anyway? He enjoys having sex. There's nothing wrong with that.
Still, the dip in Lan Zhan's voice feels like it's going to haunt him.
"Lan Zhan..." he trails off.
"It's fine. You should go."
"I'll call you when I get home, okay?"
"Wei Ying, it's fine. I'm... sorry I overreacted."
"Not for you," Lan Zhan says.
Wei Ying closes his eyes.
"Go back to sleep."
"Mn."
They hang up the phone, and WWX wonders if he's even in the mood for going up anymore.
WWX tries really hard being good company, but the truth is, he can't keep his mind off of LWJ the entire time.
The guy he's seeing tries putting up with it, but it comes to a point where he can't.
WWX goes home.
He drinks until he doesn't feel it anymore.
WWX falls asleep on top of his phone, and wakes up next morning with a bad taste in his mouth and a sense of dread in his guts.
5:17 am LWJ: Alright.
WWX frowns, and clicks the conversation.
He clicks them, already knowing there's no way this can be good.
He pauses, and there's a sound of something falling on the floor.
"Why did you have to be ssso worried about it? You made me-
There's a hiccup. And then more things falling.
"Why wouldn't I send you my location? We're friends. Aren't we? Friends friends-
That's where the audios end.
Fuck.
What did he do?
He calls Lan Zhan right away.
"Lan Zhan, I'm so sorry about yesterday. All of those messages, listen, don't feel guilty about being worried, you had every right to be worried, you had no idea what was going on, and I-"
"Wei Ying. You were right."
WWX freezes.
"What?"
"Yeah, but I should've warned you. I mean, I would be super worried too, if I got a text like that and didn't know what was going on."
"Don't worry about it."
"There is nothing to be upset about," LWJ says. "We are... friends. You texted me to be safe."
WWX wants to believe the words he's saying, but something about it feels wrong.
"Mn," LWJ says. His voice doesn't sound... harsh, it still sounds warm, in his way. But... "You should go back to sleep. You still sound hungover."
"Yeah," WWX agrees. His head IS spinning like crazy. "Maybe that's what it is."
"We'll talk later."
Lan Zhan's response comes so low WWX almost doesn't hear it.
"We're always okay," he says.
It soothes a bit of the worry in WWX's heart.
He hangs up the phone and goes back to sleep.
Lan Zhan is still his best friend.
Everything is fine.
And then, one day. WWX receives a text at 10 pm.
It's from LWJ.
Sharing his location.
He sends him a quick text in return. It says only "?????"
LWJ texts back right away.
"I apologize. I didn't know who else to share it with. But you told me to be safe."
And his heart drops.
Is Lan Zhan... Going out, to...?
It can't be. He's never heard of LWJ doing this before. He's sure LWJ has his experiences, sometimes, but surely he's above the casual hookups with strangers.
This is a mistake, isn't it?
WWX texts him.
WWX: Where are you going?
LWJ: Someone's house.
WWX: What for...?
LWJ: Wei Ying.
WWX almost drops his phone.
And then WWX shoves his phone away.
He grabs his phone back and texts Huaisang.
HS: whats going on
WWX: lan zhan just sent me his location
you know, to be safe
like I do with you
HS: seriously?
how do you know that's what it's for?
WWX: he told me
HS: what????
that's mean
I had no idea Lan Zhan fucked
wait.
what do you mean "that's mean"?
HS: you know
sending his location to YOU of all people
WWX: I'm his best friend
HS: lmao
WWX: I am??
why are you laughing?
WWX: I'm just
surprised
I didn't think he'd be the type to go out on hookups like this
I'm so worried for him
HS: worried.
WWX: it could be anyone! I think this is his first time doing this
what if it goes wrong?
WWX: yeah, I mean
what if something bad happens?
HS: so if nothing bad happens, you won't feel bad anymore?
WWX: of course not
why would I feel bad if everything goes well for him?
HS: right
wait for him to get home, then
just to be sure
He takes a look at the time on his phone. 10:43 pm. Whatever Lan Zhan is doing, it shouldn't last over 3 hours, right?
WWX turns on a mindless TV show to watch, and tries to pretend like he isn't just sitting there, waiting for his phone to buzz.
But WWX is too anxious to take a simple text. He calls.
"Hey, Lan Zhan!" he says as soon as LWJ picks up the phone.
"Wei Ying. Is everything alright?"
"I should be the one asking that" he says. "It's so late."
"No, nothing like that. It's just... I was worried. I didn't think it would take this long."
LWJ takes a while before answering.
"Is there usually a time limit, on things like this?"
WWX curses himself under his breath. "No, of course not."
On the other end, LWJ is silent.
"Lan Zhan? Am I being annoying?"
"Never," LWJ sighs. "I shouldn't worry you again."
"Ay, don't be like that," he says, trying to put laughter in his voice. "It's what I'm here for. We should be there for each other. If you want, I could..."
"I'm not new at it" LWJ says.
WWX's blood turns to ice.
"I just never thought to send anyone my location before," LWJ says. Slowly. Almost as if he doesn't want to say it at all.
WWX stays silent. For what feels like forever, all they can hear is each other's breathing.
"It was a mistake" LWJ murmurs. "I won't send it again."
"Lan Zhan, don't... Don't say that. I was just worried, that's all." WWX's throat feels raw. Fuck. "But now I know you're safe, and it makes me feel better."
"Wei Y-"
WWX thinks about LWJ, alone at night, knocking on a door from a man that hasn't even revealed his face because he wants "discretion".
It makes him want to cry.
"I can't have that," he says. "You can always text me. Ok?"
On the other side, he thinks he hears LWJ inhaling, sighing, sniffling, /something/. Anything except for the silence he gets.
But it's just in his own head.
"I want you to be safe," WWX says. "And happy."
"I want the same for you, Wei Ying," LWJ says. "Always."
"That's it, then," WWX forces a smile. "We'll be each other's safety net. Deal?"
"... Deal."
He goes to sleep, and doesn't think about how knowing that doesn't make him feel better at all.
For the longest time, nothing happens.
They see each other in person a few times, and even though it feels slightly more awkward, it's still them. Wei Ying's day is still made better whenever Lan Zhan is near, and he's still obsessed with making LWJ smile as much as he can.
WWX thought he went out too much, when his hookups happened two to three times a month.
LWJ goes out every. single. week.
WWX tries not to pay attention to it.
He fails.
It's just that, no one is good enough for LWJ. He's too perfect to get stuck with just any guy he meets on an app.
Almost.
Until.
He doesn't think anything of it.
WWX checks the previous ones just to make sure, until there's no doubt in his mind.
Lan Zhan is seeing the same guy for the third time in a row.
Good for him.
Wei Ying is not at all bothered by it.
It makes no sense. This is safer for LWJ. A person he knows, and who isn't a murderer in disguise. A person he liked enough to see more than once.
WWX closes his eyes. A person LWJ liked enough... to see more than once.
Someone Lan Zhan liked and wants to keep seeing. Someone he liked..
And it isn't Wei Ying at all.
WWX grips the table in front of him and breathes. He's so, so stupid. How can he be so blind?
When friday comes, he feels like his stomach is sinking.
Any minute now, he'll get a text from LWJ.
WWX braces himself for the buzzing of his phone, staring at it with tears in his eyes.
It never comes.
Not getting a text can only mean two things.
Either Lan Zhan is comfortable enough with this man now that he doesn't need WWX to feel safe anymore... Or...
The man is on his way to LWJ's dorm right now.
WWX breathes in, allowing himself one more second to feel sorry for his own situation.
There's also nothing he can do about the mess in his house. He shrugs to himself and opens the door.
"Wei Ying."
"Lan Zhan," WWX says. "What are you doing here? I thought-"
"You were punctuating your texts," LWJ says. "So I brought soup."
"That's- I wasn't--"
"May I come in?"
WWX gestures for him to come inside, because there's little else he can do. How can he ever say no to LWJ?
LWJ rests the soup on the counter and they both sit on the couch.
LWJ looks at the blanket tossed over the couch, and then back at him.
"I really am. You shouldn't even be here."
"Why not?"
"Because." WWX makes a vague gesture. "Shouldn't you be somewhere else? Having fun?"
"This is exactly where I should be."
For a second, LWJ looks taken aback, but he composes himself quickly.
"Wei Ying," he says, in the low voice that somehow always manages to convince Wei Ying of anything. "Tell me what happened."
"That's the problem, isn't it? I don't even know what happened" he feels the tears starting to build up in his eyes again, and tries blinking them away. "You didn't tell me."
"Tell you?"
"About your new boyfriend," WWX says.
He knows how bitter and unreasonable he sounds. Right now, he doesn't care.
"Wei Ying, I'm not dating anyone."
WWX shakes his head. Dating is probably not what LWJ would call it, but he knows LWJ better than he knows himself.
"That's different."
"How?"
"That's part of our deal. To be each other's safety nets for one night stands. Not... dates."
WWX gets up from where he's sitting. He feels like he needs to move or he's gonna burst into pieces.
"I just don't feel like we need to talk about the people we're dating, thats all. It's weird."
WWX swallows. Hearing it like that makes him sound crazy. Maybe he is.
But just thinking about LWJ talking about a date makes him sick. He wouldnt be able to handle it.
And then, like a coward, he closes his eyes.
And it will hurt worse than a slap to the face.
"Wei Ying," LWJ whispers, the low, murmured voice WWX so often dreams about. "I'm the one who's never going to be good enough for you."
Somehow, it hurts even worse than he thought it would.
"I only saw him a second time because he reminded me of you."
WWX freezes.
Did he... Hear that correctly? Lan Zhan is in love with him?
He pulls back, but LWJ holds him close.
WWX holds him tighter, as tight as he can, and finally allows himself to relax.
"I meant every word of it, Lan Zhan."
Before WWX can think twice about it, he leans in and takes LWJ in a kiss.
When they part, WWX laughs, a loud, almost crazy laugh, that fills the entire place with sound.
"Years." LWJ says.
"Wow. I... didn't. I mean, I think I did, but I never... realized. I'm sorry."
"We're here now," LWJ says. "There's nothing to apologize for."
"Lan Zhan, I love you so much," he says. "I think it's just a part of me, now. That's why I didn't notice it."
LWJ's eyes go all soft around the edges, and WWX kisses him again.
"Not dates," LWJ frowns. "I saw him twice. The third time was because I forgot my hairtie."
WWX narrows his eyes. "I'm supposed to believe you went back for a hairtie?"
"Listen, Lan Zhan. This means no more one night stands, ok?" WWX says. "You're mine now."
LWJ buries his head in his shoulder. "It was... hard. Seeing you. Imagining-"
"Don't imagine it," WWX cuts him.
LWJ's arms tighten around him, and WWX lets their bodies graze against each other, just a little. "What... What do you usually like?"
"Really?" WWX asks, the possibilities already running in his mind. "Anything?"
"Anything, anyway," LWJ kisses his neck, then the tip of his ear. "For you."
"Ay, Lan Zhan... You really shouldn't have said that."
WWX pushes him back until LWJ's knees hit the couch, and then keeps pushing, until he's lying on top of him. "Prove it."
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