tw alcoholism // modern #wangxian au wwx comes back to his hometown...

"Wei Ying."
"Hi, Lan Zhan."
"You're here."
But, to his surprise, lwj shakes his head and says, "I am glad to see you. I... hope the meeting was helpful."
Lwj doesn't seem very happy to be thanked so wwx quickly changes the subject. Figures, he's been here for only an hour and he's already making lwj angry. He's gotta change that.
This time the expression on lwj's face is one of regret. "Apologies. My son is waiting for me."
Wwx is pretty sure his mind goes blank for a whole minute there. "You have a kid."
"Mn. A-Yuan, he's six."
"I am not. He is adopted."
And honestly, wwx is too old to pretend the thing that he feels at that is something other than pure relief.
Unfortunately, I have not. It is for guests, lwj send back.
Wwx nearly invites himself to be a guest right then and there, but he catches himself before his thumb hits send and then backspaces the whole message
Ofc you'd be the most considerate host
They end up talking about this and that until lwj says he needs to go put his kid to bed.
Now they were adults, or some semblance of it, off to university but still living at home cause it was close.
But there's still that one puzzle piece missing and since wwx is too much of a coward to ask lwj about it he ends up going to his second best option: lxc
"Why is Lan Zhan running AA meetings? He's not an alcoholic."
Lxc puts his phone down. "No, he's not." he agrees then he takes another sip of his tea.
Well.
He takes a breath and tries again.
"So what happened? Did he lose someone?"
"In a way," lxc answers after a small eternity.
"You really are clueless, aren't you?
"Who do you think Wangji has lost to alcohol?"
Something cold and unpleasant settles heavily on the pit of wwx's stomach. "I don't know," he mutters.
Lxc's glares at him. It's the first time wwx has ever seen him this angry.
"What are you talking about? Lan Zhan..."
"Like you would have listened. I know it's unfair to blame you for my brother's pain, you were sick and in a terrible situation, but I was still the one across the wall hearing Wangji as he tried to muffle his cries...
Wwx tries to wipe his face, but it seems like a useless effort when he can't stop crying.
"I didn't know," he confesses quietly. "I didn't see."
Wwx wants to break down sobbing but he's already wasted so much time.
He gets up so fast his chair falls backwards.
He throws his most pathetic, begging look at lxc, who sighs.
"Go. He's at his office."
"Lan Zhan," he pants at the secretary. "I... need to talk... to Lan Zhan."
They give him a once-over so dry wwx will need to moisturize tonight.
Wwx nods. "Okay, okay, can you tell him Wei Wuxian is here? It's... can you tell him that?"
"No," they tell him, completely unimpressed. "But you are welcome to wait."
So, with no other alternative, wwx waits.
"Wei Ying?" Lan Zhan says when he spots wwx in his waiting room.
"Lan Zhan!" Wwx stands up so fast he gets a bit woozy. "Lan Zhan. I love you!"
"Word of advice," the secretary says, then points at lwj's office. "Take it inside."
"I love you," wwx repeats as soon as they're inside. Just in case lwj didn't think he was serious a minute ago.
"I talked to you brother," wwx confesses
Lwj closes his eyes. "Whatever he said..."
"Was what i needed to hear," wwx completes. "Lan Zhan, I've loved you for so long but I wasn't in a good place, I didn't think I deserved love, and... and I hurt you because of it"
And what can wwx do but kiss him and kiss him and kiss him. Their mouths are salty with tears and their teeth clash a couple of times but you couldn't pull wwx out of lwj's arms with a crowbar.
"Dr. Lan, your 3 o'clock is here." Wwx can't see their face but he knows they're smirking. "Should I reschedule?"
"No," lwj says at last. "I will see them in a moment."
The secretary throws him a lazy salute. "Sure, boss." Then finally leaves them alone.
Wwx lets out a little embarrassed laugh and scratches at the back of his neck. "Erm, about that. I don't actually need to go to every meeting, you know. I'm doing... I've been doing well."
"Lan Zhan. Were you giving me face or letting me make a fool of myself?"
He ends up having to reschedule his 3 o'clock.
The end.