post canon #wangxian au with accidental darkji in which they're in...

Meanwhile, the spirit is busy thinking of a way to get rid of wwx so it can use this body to go seek its revenge. The thing is, the spirit could just kill wwx, yes, but lwj's memories...
Behind wwx's back, the spirit twists lwj's mouth into a smirk.
He thinks they can do without a bath for now, especially since they haven't done their everyday yet. They can bathe later.
He lets out a content sigh.
"Er-gege, are you tired?"
Wwx thinks he hears lwj snort.
"I have never been more awake."
Yup, definitely a snort. So lwj's in a playful mood.
"Wei Ying, Wei Ying, you are a menace."
"Oh, yeah," wwx plays along. "And what are you gonna do about it, Hanguangjun?"
"Perhaps I should leave you."
"That's not funny, er-gege."
"It was not a jest. You are a menace," he lifts an eyebrow. "I often wonder if I would not be better off."
Wwx's insides go cold. He sits, putting some distance between them.
"Did you know my scars still hurt?"
Wwx freezes.
"They do," he goes on. "In the winter, in the coldest nights. They sting, and I remember."
Feeling sick to his stomach, wwx takes in a shaky breath.
"Lan Zhan? I didn't know, you never said—"
Wwx blinks several times, then shakes his head. This feels like a nightmare. He wonders if he wasn't actually knocked out during the hunt and this is a hallucination.
"And what would you have done?"
"I don't know, I'd find a way to, to make it stop."
"Wei Ying," lwj says in the same familiar tone, reaching out to take one of wwx's hands. "Whenever you try to help, you make it worse."
"Wei Ying, haven't you learned?"
"You—"
Wwx wants to take his hand back, he wants to pull away and stand up, and maybe leave this room. This is not happening. He shakes his head again. This is a dream. It has to be.
But then again.
It's not like lwj is wrong.
Lxc said it best, wwx was lwj's only mistake.
And if one jade feels like that, why wouldn't the other?
"Lan Zhan, I'm sorry."
"But—"
"No need. Apologizing does not change what happened." lwj rubs his thumb over the back of wwx's hand. "Like your gratitude, Wei Ying. It's just not enough."
This time wwx does pull away.
"Why are you saying this?" He really is about to lose it. "Lan Zhan!"
"Honest? Lan Zhan, you never lie!"
"No, but I omit. I love Wei Ying. He ought to know that love comes through much pain."
He barely registers it, most of his body's numb, except for his stomach, which is rolling like mad. One more word from lwj and he'll be sick
"I know, I know," wwx agrees quietly, eyes down, unable to look up. "I hurt you, I know"
There's a glint on lwj's eyes. The spirit feeds on wwx's misery. If wwx raised his eyes now he'd see, he'd realize this isn't his husband, but he's nearly broken and it knows
"My beloved Wei Ying." He bends slightly to cup wwx's face, forcing him to look up. "What a terrible thing it is, to love and be loved by you."
Wwx turns away and vomits on the floor
He doesn't know how long he stays like that, but he's still bent in half on the floor when the door explodes behind him.
"Wei-gongzi!"
He's about to ask, but before he can, an animalist sound comes from lwj's direction and wwx watches in horror as he unsheathes bichen and lurches himself towards wn.
"Lan Zhan? What are you doing?"
"Wei-gongzi, this is not HGJ!"
Not hgj, not lwj.
When it finally clicks, there's only one emotion left in him: rage.
He whips his flute from the low table he had deposited it and blows a single shrill note.
He doesn't wait for an answer, he keeps playing, pouring all the pain from the old wounds the spirit just opened, all his resentment.
The spirit leaves lwj's body with a shriek
Wwx's nose is bleeding, he hasn't used this much resentful energy at once in a long time. It doesn't matter, though. He absently wipes it off with the back of his hand, tossing the dizi aside.
"Lan Zhan!"
Wwx's grateful, very grateful, but he also needs to hold lwj in his hands right now, so he doesn't voice his gratitude as he takes a hold of lwj's body, pulling it over himself in an awkward hug
Wn quietly excuses himself once he realizes the threat is gone. Wwx will have to thank him properly later, and also ask him how he knew, but not now.
He's still doing the by the time lwj comes to.
"Wei Ying?"
"Lan Zhan? How are you feeling?"
Wwx finally pulls away so he can inspect lwj's face for any trace of pain, or possession.
"It wasn't your fault," wwx is quick to reassure him.
"It used my memories, to hurt you. Wei Ying, I—"
He pulls away and brings his knees up, hugging them.
If possible, lwj goes even paler.
"Please, do not apologize."
Wwx doesn't mean to, but the words make him wince again.
Lwj closes his eyes like he's in pain.
His heart is still bleeding, his hands are still shaking, but the spirit was right about one thing, it's been too long, and they gotta be honest.
"Er-gege, look at me."
There are tears in lwj's eyes when he opens them, wwx sighs, and moving slowly, in case lwj doesn't want it, he leans forward and kisses the tears away.
"Wei Ying," lwj says quietly.
"Yeah?"
"Oh, Lan Zhan," he gasps. "You're so, so good"
Lwj pulls him into his arms, wwx goes easily
But it didn't count on the fact that their love is much strong than their pain, strong enough to heal. And as Lwj holds him, wwx knows, they'll be okay.
The end!
