“Why are you *here*?” A nauseating number of emotions threatened to overwhelm Lan Wangji as he glared at Wei Ying.
The man seemed as though he could not have cared less as he glared right back at him, ill humor masquerading as a smirk. “I answered that already, *Lan Zhan*.”
Hands clenched tightly into fists, Lan Wangji wrestled with the anger that threatened to boil over. “I warned you not to come,” he said in a sharp monotone.
Wei Ying's eyes went wide, and his hand rushed to clutch at his chest theatrically. “Oh, shit… Really? Well, fuck, Lan Zhan, I must have forgot! After all, you had just *made* me come… Twice.”
Oh, hey! It's #WIPWednesday!
Haven't written much of chapter 9 of TFORM yet, unfortunately... been too meh... but here's a bit from the beginning.
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