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[sizhui]

I'm... [ But then Hanguang-jun's holding him, and Sizhui's voice breaks out in what is practically a sob, and he closes his mouth to focus on... everything but words. On his breathing, on the comfort of his father's arms around him on... finding where to set the teapot... okay, that he manages on a small table near the door, and now he can hold back, tightly. ]

He will be all right. [ So quietly. ] You are by his side, back home. He will be all right.

[wangji]

(( The nice thing about that little study adjoined to the bedroom: it's always prepared for guests. He has no doubt that Wei Wuxian will be fine. He knows Wei Wuxian's fate, after all. But losing him again is hard. Sizhui might remember the hollow look in his eyes present for so many years until 'Mo Xuanyu' appeared in his life. ))

Mm.

(( Sorry, Sizhui, he's not letting go just yet. ))

[sizhui]

[ Sizhui does remember. And he is not happy to see that look again, but there is little he can do other than hold back. Other than be here and do his best. ]

Hanguang-jun...

Would you rather he came here again, or that you go back, as well?

[wangji]

(( Wangji grips him tightly for a moment. ))

He belongs together with us.

[sizhui]

... yes.

[ Breathed out, and he holds tighter, too. He will...

He will rather not be separated from either of them, yes. He just wanted to know if this world is additionally making it worse for Hanguang-jun. But this is answer enough. ]

[wangji]

Wherever we are, we three belong together.

(( They are family, after all. Lan Zhan wouldn't want to be without Sizhui any more than he wants to be without his husband... Even if he was without his husband even in this place. Wei Wuxian laid with him, yes, but he hadn't yet given up his heart. ))

[sizhui]

Yes.

We will be together again. I know we will.

I didn't remember enough to doubt, before, but I couldn't, now. I couldn't doubt.

[wangji]

We are a family.

(( Certainty fills his voice. Yes, they will be together again, he has no doubts. Even if they must wait years, it will be so. ))

[sizhui]

We are.

[ He'll just. Stay snuggled for a little longer. ]

Thank you, Ha--

Thank you, dad.

doki

[wangji]

(( Wangji doesn't mind. He keeps his hold until Sizhui decides to move away. ))

Always... son.

MUCH.

[sizhui]

[ Which he doesn't, quite yet, growing softer and mellower instead.

He doesn't cry... much, but after a little while. ]

Did you know that... after the time when I first met you. When I first called you dad. I told him that I didn't want to call him mom?

[wangji]

(( It's almost enough to make him laugh. Almost. ))

Did he want you to?

[sizhui]

[ Given the givens, 'almost' is more than one could hope for, really. ]

Well... he wanted me to call him something that is more important than dad. I guess that is what I could think of.