[ He is relieved when it's clear that Lan Wangji understands, that he isn't crying because of unhappiness or shock or revulsion (never, never revulsion). These are tears of happiness, his emotions just so fraught with how much he feels for Lan Wangji. He loves him, he loves him, he loves him. He wants to kiss him again, to hold him and be held. He never wants to leave him.

His sobs do finally calm down a little, just before Lan Wangji speaks. Being held, being pet, all of that helps his body regulate a little bit better again and he can finally breathe. He sinks against Lan Wangji then, just leaning the weight of his body against him and feels ... so happy for a moment. Though his sentence does get a shake of his head from Wei Wuxian, adamant that that's not what's happening.

So, he looks up at Lan Wangji with wide, pleading eyes as his face is wiped of tears by Lan Wangji's tender touch. ]

I'd never ever ever be repulsed by you. Or regret anything we do. You're my everything, Lan Zhan.

[ And he nuzzles into that hand caressing his cheek, turning his head to press a kiss to his palm now that he's allowed such idle affection. A few more tears escape but he's better now, even if his face is a little blotchy and swollen from his bout of crying. ]

It was perfect! A first kiss and — and — well, no one's ever touched me... there before. So, that was my first time too. But I wouldn't want it to be anyone other than you!

[ But like, platonically. ]