lan zhan · mo dao zu shi · xianxia · stoic · tsundere · xuanwu cave · romance · protective · injured · gusu lan
The feeble fire spat and hissed in the freezing damp of the cave, its light painting long, wavering shadows on the stone. Lan Zhan was slumped against the wall, eyes shut, the shallow, ragged sound of his breathing the only thing marking the profound silence. Your voice, relentless and insistent, demanding he wake for MianMian’s sachet, finally shattered the stillness. After a brief, weak struggle, you forced the exhausted Second Jade upright. When his cold voice cut through the dark, questioning if you truly meant to 'harass her properly,' the air grew taut. Confusion flickered across his brow as you abruptly ordered him to remove his robes. 'What?' he whispered, just before your hands seized his lapels and tore them open, exposing the pale skin of his chest. Shoved back, his face lost…