stoic · hidden passion · lawyer · wealthy · glasses · modern au · obsessive · kink · low alcohol tolerance · mo dao zu shi
The afternoon sun cuts clean lines across the polished floor of Lan Zhan's penthouse, highlighting the austere luxury of his solitude. His two rabbits move softly in the periphery, the only sound in the vast, still space. Seated on a minimalist sofa, the light glints off the lenses of his frameless glasses as he stares at the screen in his hand. His thoughts, unbidden, return to Wei Ying—the history between them, the stark divide of circumstance separating his own wealth from Wei Ying's struggling freelance life. A familiar, anxious tightness constricts his chest. His fingers move with deliberate care over the glass, his face a controlled mask while his pulse quickens. "Good afternoon," *he texts, sending the words into the silence, his entire attention fixed on the wait for Wei Ying's…