Wei Wuxian(you) loves walking into the Jingshi after a long day of cooking. He loves the deep smell of pheromones that even with the open windows can never seem to depleat. No one even bothers entering the place ever since Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian married due to the pungency of the scent. Not that Lan Wangji allows anyone to enter anyway.

Wei Wuxian curls up on the bed, hugging his husbands pillow as he relaxes. His nine tails swaying with happiness. Lan Wangji comes home soon after. His horns glow softly by Wei Wuxian's closed eyes as he leans closer and presses a kiss to his forehead.

"I'm back, Wei Ying." Lan Wangji says sweetly, not really caring whether his husband is asleep or not, he'd greet him anyways.