#wangxian // Infidelity (but not really) Questions, confusion &...
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Aug 23, 2024
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#wangxian // Infidelity (but not really)
Questions, confusion & disbelief whirl in his mind, the air in the courtroom still as corrosive as the last time.
"Are you sure?" The lawyer's voice cuts through.
Choice, he reminds himself. Choice before love, always.
Lan Zhan nods.
Questions, confusion & disbelief whirl in his mind, the air in the courtroom still as corrosive as the last time.
"Are you sure?" The lawyer's voice cuts through.
Choice, he reminds himself. Choice before love, always.
Lan Zhan nods.
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Because if there's one truth Lan Zhan is certain of, it's that he will always love Wei Ying.
And loving also means respecting your beloved's choice.
If divorce is Wei Ying's choice, Lan Zhan will accept.
If leaving will make him happy, Lan Zhan will let him go.
And loving also means respecting your beloved's choice.
If divorce is Wei Ying's choice, Lan Zhan will accept.
If leaving will make him happy, Lan Zhan will let him go.
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"I'd still suggest counselling," the lawyer again, "It may be helpful."
The screech of wood on the floor interrupts before he can respond. The chair beside him shifts.
"This is getting exhausting," Wei Ying sighs, not turning back from the window he's been staring out of.
The screech of wood on the floor interrupts before he can respond. The chair beside him shifts.
"This is getting exhausting," Wei Ying sighs, not turning back from the window he's been staring out of.
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The lawyer fixes him with a resigned stare.
"Mr. Wei," he says, "I don't think you're in any position for this kind of attitude here."
Lan Zhan's fist clenches under the table. A hollow, bitter laughter erupts out of Wei Ying.
"Pass the papers already." He says carelessly.
"Mr. Wei," he says, "I don't think you're in any position for this kind of attitude here."
Lan Zhan's fist clenches under the table. A hollow, bitter laughter erupts out of Wei Ying.
"Pass the papers already." He says carelessly.
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The lawyer grits his teeth but slides over the papers.
"As if behaving is gonna change what happened," Wei Ying mutters, scrawling his signature. "It's already done, isn't it? What do I have to hide now?"
Then he slides over the papers to Lan Zhan without so much as a glance.
"As if behaving is gonna change what happened," Wei Ying mutters, scrawling his signature. "It's already done, isn't it? What do I have to hide now?"
Then he slides over the papers to Lan Zhan without so much as a glance.
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Lan Zhan closes his eyes & takes a breath before picking up the pen.
He fidgets with it for a moment, grips tight enough to whiten his knuckles. Then he takes another breath and turns to Wei Ying.
"Why?"
"What do you mean why?" Wei Ying's response is instant.
He fidgets with it for a moment, grips tight enough to whiten his knuckles. Then he takes another breath and turns to Wei Ying.
"Why?"
"What do you mean why?" Wei Ying's response is instant.
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"Wei Ying." He warns.
And Wei Ying sighs. "Didn't you accuse me yourself?" He says, without turning from the window. "Didn't you, according to you, "catch me kissing another man"?
"You know well what I mean," Lan Zhan snaps, gritting his teeth. "Why did you do it?"
And Wei Ying sighs. "Didn't you accuse me yourself?" He says, without turning from the window. "Didn't you, according to you, "catch me kissing another man"?
"You know well what I mean," Lan Zhan snaps, gritting his teeth. "Why did you do it?"
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Wei Ying turns now, for the first time in the last hour. He searches Lan Zhan's face with an unreadable gaze before his jaw sets into a hard shape.
"I loved you, you know?" He says.
Lan Zhan averts his eyes, utterly underprepared for these words, given the situation.
"I loved you, you know?" He says.
Lan Zhan averts his eyes, utterly underprepared for these words, given the situation.
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"Not just you," Wei Ying continues, "everything about you. Your face, your body, your hair, your skin. Your habits. Your likes. Your dislikes… your smell."
"You hate Jasmine, Lan Zhan." He whispers.
Wei Ying takes a breath.
"And I'm tired of sniffing it off your shirts."
"You hate Jasmine, Lan Zhan." He whispers.
Wei Ying takes a breath.
"And I'm tired of sniffing it off your shirts."
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Lan Zhan's eyes widen, just fractionally.
"What?" He turns back to Wei Ying.
Wei Ying laughs again, with an undercurrent of steel.
"I hate Jasmine too," Wei Ying huffs with bitterness, "especially in my home. In my bedroom. In your shirt," he swallows, "amidst your scent."
"What?" He turns back to Wei Ying.
Wei Ying laughs again, with an undercurrent of steel.
"I hate Jasmine too," Wei Ying huffs with bitterness, "especially in my home. In my bedroom. In your shirt," he swallows, "amidst your scent."
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Lan Zhan stares, with bated breath. "Wei Ying," he swallows.
"It makes me want to die." Wei Ying grits out.
"You never questioned it." Lan Zhan accuses.
"I would have," Wei Ying blares, with nothing but rage in his eyes. "If you weren't so conveniently late everyday."
"It makes me want to die." Wei Ying grits out.
"You never questioned it." Lan Zhan accuses.
"I would have," Wei Ying blares, with nothing but rage in his eyes. "If you weren't so conveniently late everyday."
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"You would have if you really wanted to," says Lan Zhan, equally heated.
"Because we've been talking so much recently?" Wei Ying retorts.
Eyes fixed on the papers, Lan Zhan asks, quietly, "Since when did my silence become a roadblock to you?"
Wei Ying has no response to that.
"Because we've been talking so much recently?" Wei Ying retorts.
Eyes fixed on the papers, Lan Zhan asks, quietly, "Since when did my silence become a roadblock to you?"
Wei Ying has no response to that.
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"It seems you just wanted to leave." Lan Zhan adds, with a shaky breath.
Wei Ying blinks, speechlessly staring at him for a moment, then hastily turns away. "Maybe."
Lan Zhan nods.
"Then you should have just asked me," he says, voice frail, "instead of…," he cannot finish.
Wei Ying blinks, speechlessly staring at him for a moment, then hastily turns away. "Maybe."
Lan Zhan nods.
"Then you should have just asked me," he says, voice frail, "instead of…," he cannot finish.
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"What were you afraid of?" Lan Zhan asks, fingertips numb, "that I wouldn't let you go?"
A pause.
"That I would also lock you up?"
Wei Ying's head snaps back.
"Lan Zhan….," he says, weakly.
Lan Zhan picks up the pen and signs the paper. Then he walks out of the office.
A pause.
"That I would also lock you up?"
Wei Ying's head snaps back.
"Lan Zhan….," he says, weakly.
Lan Zhan picks up the pen and signs the paper. Then he walks out of the office.
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He hears Wei Ying's hasty footsteps before his arm latches on Lan Zhan's shoulder, whirling him around with force.
"What the hell was that?"
Lan Zhan turns again. Wei Ying jerks him back again.
"I asked," his eyes bore him like a warning, "what the fuck was that?"
"What the hell was that?"
Lan Zhan turns again. Wei Ying jerks him back again.
"I asked," his eyes bore him like a warning, "what the fuck was that?"
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Lan Zhan takes a breath to calm himself.
"You got what you wanted," he says quietly, "hope you're happy now."
Wei Ying stares at him with disbelief. Then he steps forward and shoves him, sending Lan Zhan stumbling a few steps back.
"You played fucking dirty!"
"You got what you wanted," he says quietly, "hope you're happy now."
Wei Ying stares at him with disbelief. Then he steps forward and shoves him, sending Lan Zhan stumbling a few steps back.
"You played fucking dirty!"
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Lan Zhan grits his teeth. Then he too shoves Wei Ying, although with a lot less force.
"You divorced me!"
"You agreed to this!" Wei Ying shouts.
A few people at the parking lot turn to look at them with raised eyebrows.
"You made me," Lan Zhan yells back.
"You divorced me!"
"You agreed to this!" Wei Ying shouts.
A few people at the parking lot turn to look at them with raised eyebrows.
"You made me," Lan Zhan yells back.
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Wei Ying jabs a finger in his chest. "You accused me of cheating."
Lan Zhan grips his hand tightly. "I accused you of kiss cheating," he says, menacing, "you accused me of sex cheating."
Wei Ying huffs, indignantly, then yanks his hand away.
"I accused you of smell cheating."
Lan Zhan grips his hand tightly. "I accused you of kiss cheating," he says, menacing, "you accused me of sex cheating."
Wei Ying huffs, indignantly, then yanks his hand away.
"I accused you of smell cheating."
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"See, that makes no sense," Lan Zhan mocks, "just like you and your stupid fantasies."
Wei Ying scowls. "Lan Zhan, you agreed to this," he says, angrily, "you're the one who wanted to remarry."
"Remarrying does not require divorce." Lan Zhan rumbles.
Wei Ying scowls. "Lan Zhan, you agreed to this," he says, angrily, "you're the one who wanted to remarry."
"Remarrying does not require divorce." Lan Zhan rumbles.
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Wei Ying sighs. "Not this again."
"What even is this nonsense," Lan Zhan continues as if he didn't hear him at all, "there is no such thing as divorced sex."
"Maybe I invented it," Wei Ying retorts, voice cocky, "you know I'm good at inventing."
"What even is this nonsense," Lan Zhan continues as if he didn't hear him at all, "there is no such thing as divorced sex."
"Maybe I invented it," Wei Ying retorts, voice cocky, "you know I'm good at inventing."
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"Your fantasy is invalid, it does not make any sense."
Wei Ying's jaw drops. "Hey!" he yells, "you don't shame my kinks, I don't shame yours."
Lan Zhan glares. "We could have role-played."
Wei Ying smiles, "how about we do it now where you pretend to not be a jerk!"
Wei Ying's jaw drops. "Hey!" he yells, "you don't shame my kinks, I don't shame yours."
Lan Zhan glares. "We could have role-played."
Wei Ying smiles, "how about we do it now where you pretend to not be a jerk!"
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Lan Zhan glares more, then storms off in another direction.
"Where are you going now?" Wei Ying yells, sighing, "I'm still mad."
"I do not want to go with you," Lan Zhan grumbles.
Wei Ying narrows his eyes. "You know what the highway is like, what if I get hit by a car?"
"Where are you going now?" Wei Ying yells, sighing, "I'm still mad."
"I do not want to go with you," Lan Zhan grumbles.
Wei Ying narrows his eyes. "You know what the highway is like, what if I get hit by a car?"
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Lan Zhan stutters in his steps. He stomps back and shoves the car keys in Wei Ying's hand.
"Take the car, I will walk."
"We only have two days Lan Zhan," Wei Ying whines, "then we'll be husbands again. You really wanna waste all this time being angry?"
"Take the car, I will walk."
"We only have two days Lan Zhan," Wei Ying whines, "then we'll be husbands again. You really wanna waste all this time being angry?"
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It does not help his case. Not at all.
"Good to know two days seem nothing to you," Lan Zhan taunts.
Wei Ying sighs again. "You're being overly dramatic."
"You came up with that Jasmine story," Lan Zhan grits, glaring, "and I am the one who's dramatic?"
"Good to know two days seem nothing to you," Lan Zhan taunts.
Wei Ying sighs again. "You're being overly dramatic."
"You came up with that Jasmine story," Lan Zhan grits, glaring, "and I am the one who's dramatic?"
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Against better judgement, laughter bubbles out of him.
"That was cool, right? I guess I'm more dramatic, haha, but it worked! We're already arguing like a nice divorced coup— Lan Zhan! Stop! I'm still mad!"
"You're clearly enjoying this," Lan Zhan grumbles, walking away.
"That was cool, right? I guess I'm more dramatic, haha, but it worked! We're already arguing like a nice divorced coup— Lan Zhan! Stop! I'm still mad!"
"You're clearly enjoying this," Lan Zhan grumbles, walking away.
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"No I'm actually very mad," Wei Ying falls into step beside him, "you shouldn't have popped that big bad — and equally dramatic — "why" if you didn't want drama."
"What was I supposed to do? Let that golden opportunity go?"
"And what the fuck was that you said in there?"
"What was I supposed to do? Let that golden opportunity go?"
"And what the fuck was that you said in there?"
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Lan Zhan waits a beat, then says, "As if you care."
That gives Wei Ying a pause.
He stares on, disbelieving for a moment, then grabs Lan Zhan's arm and turns him, all traces of mischief gone from his face.
Lan Zhan senses it before it comes.
"As if I care?" Wei Ying asks.
That gives Wei Ying a pause.
He stares on, disbelieving for a moment, then grabs Lan Zhan's arm and turns him, all traces of mischief gone from his face.
Lan Zhan senses it before it comes.
"As if I care?" Wei Ying asks.
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"You made my husband say the most fucked up shit imaginable for me," he says, seriously, "and you think I won't care?"
Chastisement burns deep within Lan Zhan, colouring his ears.
Even so, he retrieves his hand.
"You made the love of my life leave me."
Chastisement burns deep within Lan Zhan, colouring his ears.
Even so, he retrieves his hand.
"You made the love of my life leave me."
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Wei Ying stares for a moment, then he sighs.
He steps closer, and loops his arms around Lan Zhan's neck.
"Say sorry," he says, kissing his cheeks.
When Lan Zhan glares, he kisses the other cheek. "Your mistake was graver, so you'll apologize first."
"Say sorry."
He steps closer, and loops his arms around Lan Zhan's neck.
"Say sorry," he says, kissing his cheeks.
When Lan Zhan glares, he kisses the other cheek. "Your mistake was graver, so you'll apologize first."
"Say sorry."
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He keeps peppering kisses all over his face until all the hard lines melt and all that remains is a barely concealed pout.
"I'm sorry," Lan Zhan mumbles, looking down.
Wei Ying places a long, lingering kiss on his lips.
"I'm sorry too."
"I'm sorry," Lan Zhan mumbles, looking down.
Wei Ying places a long, lingering kiss on his lips.
"I'm sorry too."
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"I do not like being divorced from you," Lan Zhan says, quietly, lips still downturned.
"It's just two days," Wei Ying kisses his pout, "I promise to make it worth your while."
When Lan Zhan looks up, he finds Wei Ying wiggling his brows.
"It's just two days," Wei Ying kisses his pout, "I promise to make it worth your while."
When Lan Zhan looks up, he finds Wei Ying wiggling his brows.
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"You better mark your words." He narrows his eyes.
"Aye aye Captain!" Wei Ying gives him his three-finger salute.
Lan Zhan drags Wei Ying back and stuffs him into the passenger seat.
He will swear he ran no red light on the way, although Wei Ying will disagree.
"Aye aye Captain!" Wei Ying gives him his three-finger salute.
Lan Zhan drags Wei Ying back and stuffs him into the passenger seat.
He will swear he ran no red light on the way, although Wei Ying will disagree.
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In the end, Wei Ying does get to fulfil all his fantasies. They do not leave the bed for the whole two days.
Nor on the third day because Lan Zhan decides the second wedding night would be full of punishments.
Nor on the third day because Lan Zhan decides the second wedding night would be full of punishments.
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~the end 😝
To those with the misfortune of reading this, I'm sorry lol. This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever written but it was itching my brain too much so I had to dump it here.
Hope you laughed a little, at least 🫰
To those with the misfortune of reading this, I'm sorry lol. This is the most ridiculous thing I've ever written but it was itching my brain too much so I had to dump it here.
Hope you laughed a little, at least 🫰