Lan Wangji loves every moment he spends with Wei Wuxian, and yet cannot help looking forward to each one that will come.
與你生同一個衾,死同一個槨。(我儂詞, 管道昇)
In which there are naps, bad pancakes, Red Vines for dinner, and Legos. Oh, and Mark magically turns into a five year old for some reason.
“My name is -” she says, and her voice is too loud. “Um, sorry.” She clears her throat. “I’m Mitsuha Miyamizu.” She bows, short and awkward. “It’s nice to meet you.”
But the stranger is looking at her curiously. Mitsuha thinks he must be trying to figure out how he recognizes her; Mitsuha is trying to remember as well. “Your name must’ve slipped my mind, I guess,” he says, taking a step down towards her. “My name is Taki Tachibana.”
Mitsuha’s palm tingles, but the name brings nothing to mind. She thinks she would’ve remembered a man like him, someone who makes her feel like she’s known him all her life upon their first meeting.
“Well, I suppose it’s lucky that I’ve forgotten your name, too,” she says.
Mark works for it.
A story about forgiveness, second chances, getting over the wrong person at the right time, and moving on.
They learn to fall into step. Asahi likes the warmth that they bring.
a reunion (with a disappointing lack of nebby)
Twins become kings; suites become countries; girls become queens.
(five times mark and eduardo share a bed, & one time they almost do)