#wenjun: fruits??? fruits?????

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Website recommendation for buying traditional Chinese medicine

Traditional Chinese medicine is one of the four quintessence of China, and traditional Chinese medicine is the foundation that supports the development of traditional Chinese medicine for thousands of years. The use of traditional Chinese medicine to treat diseases will be much milder than Western medicine; moreover, traditional Chinese medicine can also achieve the purpose of temporary and permanent cures. Therefore, many friends who are in sub-health are more inclined to drink traditional Chinese medicine to recuperate their bodies, even if they have emigrated abroad, they are also very dependent on traditional Chinese medicine. However, buying traditional Chinese medicine abroad does not seem to be convenient in China, and many people hold a prescription but do not know where to buy the Chinese herbal medicine they need! Take a look at the following chinese medicine online store.

De Zhong Tang

Founded in 1996 by Dr. Zhong Wenjun and German pharmacist Eberhard Hilsdorf, DZT is headquartered in Rednitzhembach, a beautiful town near Nuremberg, Germany, and focuses on the cultivation, processing and international trade of traditional Chinese medicine plants. The company's original management model of "quality control from the field in China to the pharmacy in Europe" provides European pharmacies with formulated Chinese medicine tablets that comply with the relevant provisions of the European Union Pharmaceutical Law. Moreover, DZT is also the preferred supplier of TCM tablets to the European pharmacies of famous brands such as Beijing Tongrentang.

DZT is the only Chinese medicine manufacturer in Europe to have its own plantations in China, with 200 and 20 hectares of plantations in Shimen and Liuyang, Hunan Province, China respectively. DZT is also the largest supplier of traditional Chinese medicine tablets in Germany, with the most rigorous quality management and the highest brand reputation, and its customers are all over Europe, as well as as far away as the Middle East.

On the homepage, under the category "Herbal Medicine", you will find a wide range of herbs, individually packaged. All herbs are sold in units of 100 grams unless otherwise stated. Under the "Medical Equipment" category, you will also find a variety of moxibustion products, acupuncture needles, and more. In addition, DZT Online Mall also offers Xin Guan Pneumonia Preventive Tea, Compound Tea and Health Care Formulas.

Supported Languages: German, Chinese

Payment Method：Accept VISA, MasterCard, American Express and other credit cards as well as Paypal, Alipay, SOFORT, Giropay, SEPA-Lastschrift and other payment methods.

De Cheng Hang

Founded in Los Angeles in 1979, Desheng Hong is the best-known supplier of traditional Chinese medicine in the United States, selling products such as Wisconsin's advanced ginseng; Traditional Chinese medicine, including natural Chinese herbal medicine and Chinese patent medicine; There are also nutritious natural tonics from all over the world, including cordyceps sinensis, bird's nest, flower gum, sea cucumber and other dried seafood; In addition to these core products, DSH also offers thousands of products: farm-delivered fruits and vegetables, specialty foods, home appliances, cookware and traditional Chinese accessories. At present, Desheng Hong has opened 4 physical branches in the greater Los Angeles area. Chinese friends who are not convenient to go to the physical store can also visit its online mall. If you need Chinese herbal medicine, you can directly leave your prescription in the official website "prescription quotation", and you can mail it to your door, which is very convenient.

Supported Languages：English, Chinese

Payment Method：VISA, MasterCard, Discovery, American Express and other credit card payment as well as Alipay, WeChat, Paypal payment.

National Medicine Industry Network

Guomedical Industry is a Chinese medicine collective integrating import and export trade of centralized medicine, Chinese medicine clinic and Chinese medicine education, Guomedical Hall, Guomedical Industry and Guomedical Lecture Theatre. In recent years, the company has wholesaled and sold more than 300 kinds of pCms tablets, pills and capsules, hundreds of highly concentrated powder granules and related medical devices in accordance with international GMP production standards. The Chinese medicine products of Guomedicine have been spread to Britain, Ireland, Belgium, Holland, Germany, France, Italy, Spain, Portugal and other European countries.

Supported Languages: English, Chinese

Payment Methods: VISA, MasterCard, and other credit cards are accepted.

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Garden of life vitamins

In addition, young consumers will lay a strong foundation for the growth of China’s health food market, since they are likely to continue the habit of consuming supplements throughout their lifetime. “Thus, in the future, a challenge for China’s health food and supplement market is whether there will be more outstanding enterprises occupying China’s market.”​ Strong foundation​ Why are these present in our country? This is because the Chinese consumers have extremely great demand, and there is not enough quality products in the market, which therefore allowed these bad enterprise to develop. “.We have recently seen many things, such as fire therapy, many negative things.

“It is precisely this reason why Nestlé is selling (Garden of Life) products after acquiring it in the US, because China has not had consumed enough (of the supplements).​ He added that since food fortification rates in China was lower than that of the US, there would be room for the supplement market in China to grow. “As the amount of money that you have increases, you will spend on different areas, and health supplement will be an area.”​ “You can see that as the population of people who are 65 years old and above increases, the entire health food market expands at the same time,”​ Dr Zhong said.Īt present, 35% of the Chinese population were over the age of 65, which meant that the health supplement market would continuously expand, he said.Ī higher purchasing power is also another reason for China’s supplement market to grow. They include an ageing population, the lack of good-quality supplements in the market, and consumers’ growing purchasing power, according to Dr Zhong Kai, deputy director of China Food Information Center (CFIC).Ĭiting the example of the US, he pointed out that the country’s health supplement market grew rapidly as the population aged 65 and above increases, and China is set to mirror this trend. Space for growth ​Īt the launch, industry experts also identified some of the factors fuelling growth in China’s health supplements market. Of course, our intake of dairy, meat, and egg are also increasing,”​ Li said, citing statistics from a national health report. The intake of vegetables and fruits is also declining, through this, we can see that our diet is changing, this is an important trend. “In 1982, the daily consumption of grains was about 500g, which dropped by half to about 250g in 2012. One gap, is the lack of vegetables and fruits intake as the Chinese move away from the traditional grain based diet, consuming more meat and dairy based products, according to Li Wenjun, Chief Medical Officer of Nestlé Health Science. Nestlé believes that bringing in “mykind” series of multivitamins will help to address dietary gaps present in Chinese consumers’ diets. For example, the places where the vegetables and fruits are planted and the kind of farming technology adopted could be traced. The brand is also positioned as a clean-label, B-Corp and organically-certified supplement using all natural and traceable ingredients. Having seen success in the US, Canada, and UK, the firm is now looking further afield and conducted a market trial in China last year.Īt the launch, the firm unveiled “mykind” series of multi-vitamins, which are made from natural organic fruits and vegetables, which will be available via cross-border e-commerce in China. Even our botanical products, which was launched in the recent years, also took the number one spot,”​ Brams said at the product launch held in Beijing. “We are the number one in vitamins, probiotics, protein, especially plant-based protein, and sports nutrition. Brams, the firm’s VP of product development and quality supervision. It has also witnessed double digit growth in the US in the past 10 years, according to Jeffrey B. Garden of Life, which officially joined Nestlé Health Science in 2017, occupies 10% of the US market share. The series spans across multivitamins, fish oil, probiotics, and protein powder.

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A List of My Favorite Music Videos 7/???

WYTB - NEXT

[bevanjun]

So we went to Chinatown today!!!!

Nongfu Spring Vitamin Water (lyj, yzj, cln, hmh, zzt, wzy, + 2 w/o pictures)

We want to buy them all but there's no FCC :ccc we'll buy xukun, linkai, FCC next time.

Dali mini french bread aka Yanjun's bread during IPD

Mengniu Fruit Milk Drink of Qing Chun You Ni

Yili Changyi Lactobacillys Drink wt Luhan for our sister

Mengniu Yogurt Drink wt Junkai (his hair skskdk)

Nongfu tea that Guanlin's endorsing

Nongfu Grapefruit Drink that Wenjun and the others are endorsing

There's also the instant hotpot that Zhangjing likes but we didn't buy one

[sinfulcries2]

colors ; fan chengcheng

Hey thots, its your lesbian jesus back on tumblr. sO like ive decided to pick my lazy ass up and write some imagines, hope yall missed me :( this is totally not inspired by some real life shit  

chengcheng meets his inspiration, the girl in his dreams

Chengcheng was a painter. he loved to paint. his passion for painting came from his sister, Fan Bingbing, a famous painter who was known not only in china, but all around the world. the colors he mixed and the paintings he painted, were all in his mind. and all the future works he planned to paint were also planned out in his mind. the only problem that he was encountering is his lack of motivation and inspiration. looking at the flowers outside his window seemed dull, even though they stood out in many different colors. looking at the stars in the sky seemed boring, even though they formed different constellations with a meaning behind it. he didnt bother looking for inspiration nor motivation, so he stopped painting. the vibrant hues of yellows and reds have been forgotten, and same goes for the blues and oranges. all the colors he possibly could think of, were not a priority anymore.

chengcheng woke up at approximately 2:30 am on a saturday morning. beads of sweat covered his body and he woke up panting. 'another weird dream' he thought. chengcheng sighed and covered himself in his blankets. he recalled his dream awhile ago. a girl who was dancing in her own style, but she had something unique in her, she shined in all the different colors possible. her hair exploding in hues of bright yellows and browns, her skin glowing, her clothes of orange, and her eyes. her eyes of brown. chengcheng ruffled his hair in frustration, but came to a stop when he felt a rush of motivation and inspiration come through his body. he gasped and in shock. "this cant be true..." he whispers, images of that colorful girl comes through his head like a storm. he never felt that way in years, and it surprised him that all of it came back.

chengcheng couldnt take it anymore.

he stood up from his bed, opening his lamp before walking to the corner of his room where his easel and paints were located. he gulped nervously grabbing the paint brush and opening a jar of orange colored paint. he dipped his brush into the warm pigment and started dragging his brush in different directions across the canvas. with shaky hands, he continued to paint with different colors and strokes, until he continued to paint the mysterious girl in his dreams.

the girl who stood out in his dream, orange clothes, brown hair, glowing skin skin, brown eyes...

it was all perfect for chengcheng. he looked at his work proudly before leaning the canvas on the wall with care. he already noticed that the sun was slowly peaking, so he looked at the clock which read 5:15 a.m. he sighed again, and looked at his work with curiosity. he mumbled, "who exactly are you?"

y/n cursed, falling down on the floor after making a mistake learning a choreography she has been wanting to learn lately. she stood up lazily and walked over to the bench at the side of the room. she grabbed her water bottle and chugged half of the contents inside. she then wipes the dripping sweat on her forehead with her sweater. just then her best friend, Wenjun walked inside the room holding two sandwiches. one for himself and one for the latter. "dont overwork yourself y/n" the older says worriedly, seeing the bags under the poor girl’s eyes. he hands y/n the sandwich, to which she takes and eats immediately. wenjun chuckles and ruffles her air enthusiastically. "youre hard working, y/n, just dont overwork yourself okay?" he says looking at the younger with sincere. the latter nods in return, "thanks for the sandwich gege" she says with her mouth full, showing wenjun a gross smile. "dont talk while your mouth is full!" he says with disgust while y/n can only laugh at his statement.

"by the way, were going to the art store now, we need new log books" wenjun says while fixing his hair. "ohh alright ill just change" y/n says while the older just nods. after a few minutes, y/n comes back in a  orange sweater and some denim ripped jeans. "alright, sunshine, lets go!" wenjun chirped grabbing y/n hand and dragging her to the nearby art store.

"cheng! breakfast is ready!" bingbing, shouted from dowstairs. the boy groaned and tossed his phone to the side. he groggily walked down the stairs and made his way to the dining table, which had a variety of chinese food and fruits served. "looks like you didnt get some sleep" his mom says worriedly. "i had a weird dream" he says sighing. Bingbing looked at chengcheng curiously leaning her head on her arms. "what was it about di?" she asked. chengcheng ruffled his hair for the 3rd time already and ate his breakfast quietly. "a girl..." he mumbles. his sister rolled her eyes and looked at the latter. "what is it-" chengcheng cut her off by running towards the door and opening it. "bYE JIE IM GONNA BUY SOME PAINTS!" he said and slammed the door shut. bingbing sat there in amusement. "he found his inspiration i see..." she smiled happily. 

chengcheng arrived at the store quite quickly, as it was just a few blocks away from his home. he scrolled through the paint aisle carefully, looking for acrylic paints that would match his painting with the boy. he heard a pair of footsteps walking towards the direction of the store, and two people talking quite loudly. "ge! i also need to buy paints for zhengting-ge! he needs to give them as a gift to xukun-ge" the younger sounding voice explained. chengcheng's eyes widened in shock when he heard the name xukun being mentioned.

cai xukun is a fairly well known painter he was following on weibo. he is known for his abstract paintings, and has 10 million followers on weibo. chengcheng took a glimpse of the two people chatting to find Bi Wenjun, a singer/trainee he heard his bestfriend rave about some other day. and the gitl. the girl whom he found in his dreams. chengcheng's vision was filled with the familiar yellows and oranges he had seen in his dream. y/n on the other hand, looked at the good looking latter in front of him. he noticed the latters face and smiled brightly.

y/n made her way over to chengcheng with a bright smile on her face. "youre fan bingbing's sister, fan chengcheng right? the legendary painter who suddenly stopped painting" she said with a dazzle in her eyes. chengcheng was lost for words. someone called him a legendary painter for the first time. the latter's ears turned red and he grew flustered at the girl's compliment. "a-ah im not l-legendary, t-thats too high of a c-compliment" he says stuttering

The younger chuckles and shakes chengcheng's hand. "im y/n! im one of your admirers. i may not be a painter, but i am a future journalist!" she exclaims. The older slimes at y/n and says. "u-uh, ive been seeing you in my dreams lately and ive gotten into painting-". "ah ge, dont flatter me please" she blushes and hides his face in his hands. "im not kidding though! i painted you this morning!" he exclaims.

y/n could only bow at the legend infront of him. "ah ge, don't you think its fate?" she asks wiggling her eyebrows. chengcheng could only smile shyly. "HEY LOVE BIRDS! ITS TIME FOR Y/N TO GO!" wenjun shouted raising the new logbooks in his hand. "GE WE NEED TO BUY THE PAINTS!" y/n shouts back. wenjun walks over to the counter with paints and payed for them. "well i'll get going, hope to see you soon!" she says, a hint of sadness in her voice. y/n turned around and walked to wenjun who was impatiently holding the plastic bag. "WAIT!" chengcheng shouted, making her turn around.

"C-can i perhaps have your number?" chengcheng asked shyly. the latter grinned and walked over to chengcheng. "sure! bring out your phone ge" she smiled, while chengcheng handed his phone to the latter.

'i can paint you now, you are my inspiration, y/n' he thought, while a rush of colors flood into his mind, forming her with the most captivating smile he has ever seen.

[peachyjie]

Strawberries and Cigarettes || Zhu Zheng Ting

— Author Note :

Tbh, idk if this is still considered a soulmate!au or not. But I just like the concept! This is requested by the lovely @lovee-myseelf , thank you for your request and patience on waiting this piece and I hope you enjoy it :>

— Warning : Well.... there’s a mention of cigarettes in the title but I doubt any would be shown, it’s just a reference so yea. It’s the cliche storyline btw.

— Wc : 8.794

— Pairing : Zhu Zheng Ting - 98!liner Reader

— Genre : Soulmate!au + fluff

— Summary : Sometimes the sense of home, is the person you’re with. Even when they’re far apart, the memories and scent they carry will always lingers

This is the story of you and him, about how you met, how it started and how it ends. The story of 2 different people with 2 different lives.

The Tale – Soulmates from birth, soulmates till death

To you,

Zhu Zheng Ting has the scent of morning mist and light musk in autumn. His scent is strong and soothing whenever he’s near, it’s also subtle and fresh when he’s far. His scent always reminds you of smoke rings that lingers around the air once it’s blown.

Like cigarettes. His strong persona, his charm, his scent.

To him,

You have the scent of plump fruits and freshly bloomed flowers in spring. Your scent is welcoming and sweet whenever you passed by him, it’s also simple and addicting to be remembered when you’re away. Your scent always reminds him of sugar from the sweet shops and bakeries.

Like strawberries. Your sweet persona, your smiles, your scent.

It wasn’t a wonder how people would often turn around and take a double take whenever you’re walking down with Zhengting. It wasn’t a wonder how your parents are also cautious of him whenever he drops by. It wasn’t a wonder how your younger brother is far more than protective on you whenever he sees Zhengting.

Both of you are different, very different from one another. So, it wasn’t a wonder how both of you could attract many attentions.

Zhu Zheng Ting, the High School’s notorious bad-boy. The bad-boy who is mischief and rebellious, moody as he can be and hated summer.

Huang Y/N, the High School’s lovable sweetheart. The sweetheart who is loving and caring, always thin about others and loved summer.

It’s much funnier to know even with such opposite personalities, Zhengting’s fate had always been tangled with yours. Both of you didn’t realizes it at first, but it didn’t take too long for any to catch up on it.

To put it in a more cliché way and simple way, both of you are meant to be. You’re meant to bumped into him, he’s meant to be pulled into your life.

Soulmates

Back in the days, where people still believe in myths of how Greek made theories against soulmates. There is a saying that people are born from each descendant of God or Goddesses. Each descendant will have their own special way to identify their soulmate.

The oracle of Hades and Persephone, God of the Underworld and Goddess of Spring. It’s a simple tale that tells how you and him happened. Where’s one day during her stay in the Underworld, she suddenly missed the essence of life. So, when Hades knew, he tried to find the best solution to ease his loving queen. He grows a whole garden filled with freshly bloomed flowers, tall green trees and bright plumped fruits. She lives in the Underworld happily surrounded by the murky strong scent whilst he grew to love the sweet lively scent.

Giving the Underworld a more diverse scent against its putrid reality.

This is more likely sum up how those who are their descendent are usually have a sensitive smell. They react far too easily on scent, often too sensitive. They would grow uncomfortable when their nose come in contact with putrid and un-pleasant scent, they would find the perfume shops as their only safe haven.

Now, because they have a sensitive nose, it’s very easy for them to know their soulmate. The scent of their soulmate is what defines who is who’s. One whip of their scent and that’s enough to lock them in. The feeling of longing and desire would grow stronger, forever only that one scent will stay with you.

Forever that scent is what soothes you, bringing you the sense of life and the sense home.

The Present – 5 years later

It’s summer, mid-summer in the big city we call China.

The room is shut tightly, the curtains drawn in to block any living daylight that wants to pass. A figure lay deep in slumber under his warm blankets, feeling the comfort against the cool room. It wasn’t until a small slit could be seen from the curtains, the small lining of light crawls itself towards the peaceful male.

It took his system a while to jerk awake against the sudden change of temperature, the blinding light against his closed lid. He groans, moans as he stretched.

He sat up and peaked against his dimly lit room. His mind is trying its best to process the whole situation, trying his best to make his life organized. But what’s a descendant of Hades doing without a very sensitive nose in the morning?

“Ahh… morning breath”, he hissed a little and made his way to the washroom.

When the door opens once again, he’s already in peace. His hand brushed over his freshly washed hair in a delicate manner, his skin still soft from the warm shower, his mouth fresh like the cold sensation of mint. Then, without wasting another second, he pulls the curtains as he lets the summer light into his room.

This is Zhu Zheng Ting, the fresh graduate from university, infamous bad boy in High School, living in his 5 years relationship as your lover and your soulmate.

He smiled a little feeling the sudden nostalgia running into his system, for once he felt the real meaning of peace. Seamlessly forgetting about reality, the reality where he lives with 6 other people under the same roof.

6 chaotic troublemakers

Zhengting shuddered in disgust on the odd stench, his hazy morning mind still processing the whole situation. Then, Zhengting dashes out of his room in a hurry.

“I swear… not again”, he said in a hurry as his feet thundered the wooden floor.

In a speed of light, he ran from his room and thunders down the stairs. He rounded into the corner, dashing into the kitchen as his other hand grabs the fire extinguisher.

In the once clean, sparkling kitchen he cleaned last week is now surrounded by nothing but smoke, a flaming toast and 2 screaming children.

Zhengting stare blankly at the scene, mind failed to process the situation due to his mind being too busy thinking about his thrown away effort. One decided to cease the fire with a cloth, continuously slapping the dry cloth against the flaming fire on the pan.

Like that would work.

When the cloth catches itself on fire, Chengcheng yelled more. His other mate, Justin wasn’t much help either as he was also freaking out by the burnt bread. Without much thought, Zhengting aimed the extinguisher on the pan, ceasing the whole fire in a matter of second.

Then he looked at Chengcheng. “Ge, no—“, and now they have one living snowman in the middle of summer.

Zhengting stare at the now burnt pan, he bought this 2 weeks ago and had yet to use it. He sighed and threw it into the dishwasher before glaring at the 2 children.

“What made you both think it’s a great idea to set the house on fire in this early morning?”, he hissed out. Justin goofily smiled at him whilst Chengcheng was too busy getting the white fluff off him.

“My sister is coming back, so I planned on making her toast!”, the youngest exclaimed gleefully. Zhengting stare at Justin’s pure excitement, the innocence in the child. He wished he could stay mad at him longer, instead he pats Justin head and ushered him away.

“Next time, try not burning the whole house down”, he sighed silently.

“We’re picking her up right? I want to see her quickly!”, Justin whined at him. Zhengting only laughed at the younger’s manner – “I wouldn’t miss meeting her also, Huang”.

When Justin is out of the kitchen, Zhengting finally spare a glance at Chengcheng. The male obviously still disgusted by the fluff texture from earlier, but Zhengting showed no remorse.

“Make sure you gargle and rise, and put on extra deodorant”, and Zhengting was out of the kitchen once again. Leaving the grumpy male, hissing out a sarcastic – “Okay, mom”.

Zhengting smiled softly towards them, feeling the incoming warmth running in his system. The familiar scent of spring rising to his senses, dominating the summer breeze.

You’re finally coming back

*****

The Past – 5 years ago, few weeks before the new semester

Zhengting swore he’ll always be grateful by Wenjun’s decision on spending his summer break working for extra cash. Because if it’s wasn’t for that one phone call Wenjun made, Zhengting wouldn’t know how the us would’ve started.

It was like fate wanted both to finish things quickly, because both of you didn’t have any intention on meeting one another that day.

You were out buying some popsicles to fight the summer heat and a bottle of banana milk for your younger brother, the one and only Huang Justin. Whilst Zhengting, he was awoken from his afternoon nap by Wenjun’s abrupt phone call half whispering, half yelling – “Dude, that girl! She’s here! Hurry up!!”

Wenjun had told him about how the summer job not only granted him some extra cash to spend, but also how it gave him the infamous summer crush experience.

Zhengting never met who had manage to grab Wenjun’s attention this fast, especially since it’s like a week before High School starts again. Wenjun only described you as the polite female who always smile and sweet to everyone.

But he also said about you having a very sensitive nose just like him.

Well, who would know that Wenjun’s tiny crush ended up being the ultimate wingman of his meeting with you. Zhengting is forever grateful by Wenjun, but also pities him as his summer crush ended like that.

“Here’s the change”, he smiled widely at you as his hand extended itself to hand you the spare change.

Mouth biting on the cold ice, you hummed at him as a sign of thank you. It wasn’t until your nose tingles, sensing the odd sensation in the store. You stare at Wenjun confused, then you looked at his neck.

“You changed your cologne”, you blurted out without much thought. Wenjun who’s very much taken aback stared at you in surprised. “H-How did you know?”, he said.

Flustered, you only shake his question away trying your best to avoid any more confrontation. “I’m sorry, forget about it. I have uhh—somewhere to go!”, you said quickly. You took the spare change as fast as you can and dashes your way to the door with your other purchases. “Thank you—“, you said as your eyes wander around him before resting on his tag.

“—Wenjun?”, and BAM!

It was hard to process everything now. Your mind was hazy from fluster, your face was red from embarrassment, now you’re whimpering in pain by the great force of glass hitting your face. Hands on your face, you didn’t even care the once opened one is now on the dirty floor as you still had others dangling on your arm.

You hissed in pain, feeling the throbbing on your nose.

“I’m so sorry”, you looked up towards the figure. Very much not minding their mistake as you’re trying to escape yours. Waving your hand in dismissal, you tried to ease the pain whilst made your way to apologize on the stranger also.

“It’s fine, it was my—“, you choked on your words when you finally grasp on his full feature.

Breathtakingly beautiful

“—fault”, you said mindlessly, sensing your conscious slowly driving you away under his structure. You knew, he wasn’t in your neighborhood. Nobody this perfect would even think on living near your part, yet you rarely saw him even if he lives in the other part of town.

Dressed casually with a white tee and black ripped jeans, the aesthetically pleasing white high-top converse shoes, it fitted him. His eyes were doll like yet sharp, jawline prominent as if god craved so it can cut anyone, his lips are perfectly proportioned, tall and simply beautiful.

But you noticed something more, something more alluring from him.

His scent

The smell of musk and morning mist of autumn in the woods, accompanied by a little fresh stench of mints. It was strong yet delightful, especially with a tinge of smoke in it. Does he smoke? But you hated the smell of smoke and cigarettes, it always caused your nose to react badly. But why does his smelt so nice and sweet? Is it his natural scent?

“Hello?”, you stare blankly at his hand movement, probably confused on the fact you’re literally standing frozen yet looking high as ever.

When you snapped back to reality, you gasped in surprise. “I am so sorry!”, you said and this time you really dashed off the store as quickly as you can. You didn’t care anymore, today was enough embarrassment for you to handle.

Zhengting stare at you in a daze, he kept looking until your figure disappeared around the corner clearly noticing your slight tinged cheeks. Zhengting smiled a little, mostly thinking the small odd interaction was somewhat cute.

“She’s cute, isn’t she?”, Zhengting snapped his head to Wenjun. The male’s arm propped themselves on the metal counter, his head resting on the palms as his eyes stares dotingly at your already disappeared figure.

“Was it necessary for you to call me just for that?”, Zhengting said as he strode over to Wenjun. “You know I hate going out during summer break. Odd odors, mixture of sweats and perfumes, not to mention the unbearable heat”, he hissed out.

Wenjun, noticing the male’s mood changing just quickly grabbed the spare cold milk and throw it at Zhengting.

Without much hassle, Zhengting simply caught it and opened the flap, chugging the cold liquid down his burning throat. The male sighed in content after a few gulps, feeling the sadness as the cold delicacy is already half gone.

“Yo, I think she digs me”, Wenjun boasted. Zhengting stare at the male, his face shows the obvious sarcasm. “It’s true! Just now, she even noticed that I—”

“You changed your perfume?”, Zhengting said causally as he takes another sip of his milk. Wenjun gasped in shock, hands on his mouth for a more dramatic effect.

“You’re not interested in me, are you?”, he asked cautiously at Zhengting, causing the older male throwing the empty carton at him.

“She probably noticed your new scent too strong and stinks”, Zhengting said. He turned his head a little towards Wenjun and smirked – “She isn’t wrong, you know”.

Wenjun huffed a little. “Well—she knows my name!”, he said proudly. Zhengting laughed a little, how gullible could this male get. He pointed out to his name tag, trying his best to calm himself or he’ll risk choking.

“She has eyes, Wenjun. She probably saw your name tag”, and finally Wenjun admit his own defeat. “It’s fine, I’m going to chase her anyways”, Zhengting only hummed a little as his eyes wandered itself on the melting popsicle on the ceramic floor.

Zhengting must admit, he also got himself dazed the moment he sees you. You looked so delicate and innocent, it wasn’t possible to lure a pure dandelion into a pit of acidic water.

You’re like the blooming flowers in spring, like the fruits ripening into its beautiful plump self. Sweet and addicting, like sugar and spices. Zhengting smiled to himself – “she smelled like spring”, he whispered.

Wenjun stare at him in confusion, “like what?”

Zhengting only dismissed the male’s question, still clearly in his own thought. He kept staring at the pool of melted sweet on the ground, your scent still lingers a little in his sense.

Fresh and subtle. “She’s very beautiful”, Zhengting smiled to himself.

By fate or by chance, Zhengting couldn’t wait to see you again.

*****

The Progress – How both finally collides after a few days in High School

During his survival in High School, every single morning will always be the same. Squealing and whispers surrounding him, as the infamous troublemaker really had the guts to set his foot in his parent’s school.

Zhu Zheng Ting, infamous bad boy, troublemaker 101, son of the headmasters. His parents, strict and cold towards him. Forcing their ways against his, ruining not just his childhood but also his life. The only people who crushed his dreams, leaving him empty into nothing in the society.

His persona just drags more people in. Girls would often flaunt themselves on him, showing him how they want him shamelessly. Guys would get close to him just for the sake of status, using him for their own benefits.

Zhengting hated his life, it wasn’t ideal for him. It was probably the reason why he lived his whole life in High School isolated, as a rebel for others to fear him. Zhengting doesn’t need them, he only needed himself and a few problems.

Wenjun is his only friend since childhood, being Zhengting’s neighbor for so long. Despite being a year younger than Zhengting, being hold in a different section of classes from him. He’s probably the only person in the entire school he could trust. The only person who understand who he is and how his life works.

It was during first day of senior year, the very last year of Zhengting’s hellhole. He noticed something different.

Zhengting couldn’t grasped it at first yet it was familiar. So familiar.

Zhengting knows it wasn’t the class, it’s the same old cube where students thinks its jail. It’s also not the bathroom, still putrid at its time. It’s also not the cafeteria, the food still as bland as ever.

It was the air, it’s different.

No odd odor of people, no artificial perfume scents. It was suddenly fresh and welcoming, it felt familiar. Like he smelt it somewhere. It bugs his mind since the beginning of the day until late lunchtime in the cafeteria. And when the door swung open, he swore the whole room smelled like spring, as if petals are falling from the ceiling.

“Sweet! She’s in this school also!”, Wenjun exclaimed nudging on a dazed Zhengting.

In all glory, you were here. You’re actually in his school, studying in his school. Zhengting thought he was dreaming, he actually met you again.

He noticed your confused self, looking around the room before abruptly resting your gaze at him. You furrowed your eyebrows at him, clearly confused on why this person is giving you a staring contest in such open area.

Then he smiled.

You swore, it took you a second to remember who he was. Remembering the last encounter, you just quickly walk back to the door in hope of finding your friend elsewhere.

“Y/N!!”, you stopped. Turning around, the familiar hand suddenly took a hold of yours, dragging you to order some food.

“I told you to wait for me, Xinchun!”, you hissed at the male. Xinchun only smiled sheepishly, ruffling your hair as he apologized.

At the same moment, who would know your small interaction with Xinchun brought more misunderstanding to others. More likely, your soulmate.

“She’s taken? Come on!”, Wenjun threw his utensils back to his tray with a huff. Zhengting only stare, hand gripping on his pair of utensils. It was a foreign feeling for him, he didn’t know who you were, yet he felt sick staring at that small interaction.

He hates it. And for the first time, he didn’t know what to do.

*****

Few days passes, Zhengting slowly grasped small facts regarding your arrival. He learned you’re the new kid in the school, freshly moved with that Xinchun guy. He learned that you’re more to the quieter side, always listening to Xinchun, who’s very contrast from your quietness, always ranting about life 24/7.

It wasn’t unusual now to see Zhengting in a daze, suddenly boring his gaze against your back during lunchtime or whenever he accidentally saw you on the hallway.

What he didn’t know about you was you’re also the observant type. Despite not talking much, you like to observe people quietly. Seeing each one differs from one another, watching as others interact as you stood by the sideline.

It didn’t take you long to notice his on-going stare on you nor his continuous glare to Xinchun. You could always feel his eyes whenever both of you passed by during class changes, or during lunchtime.

Because you’re also observing him from afar. Either he noticed or felt it, your eyes always lingered on his back whenever he passed you. Something about him suddenly attracts you, like he was ready to pull your strings to him.

“So, who’s that summer fling of yours?”, Xinchun once asked you. Your eyes wander around the cafeteria, noticing he’s still on his usual seat with his one and only friend, Wenjun. It was amazing how he still didn’t notice your continuous stare despite he’s always looking at you also.

When you didn’t answer Xinchun’s question, the male took the chance to see what you’re looking at. Or who you’re staring at.

The Zhu Zheng Ting

“God no, babe!”, he hissed at you. You blinked at him innocently, surprise by his sudden outburst. “You’re telling me that guy is your mysterious guy?!”, you literally had to launch yourself on him, closing his mouth with both of your hand for the sake of not letting others hear the conversation.

Xinchun pride your hands off him, glaring at you. “Babe, 3 o’clock is trouble and you’re not getting near him”, he said as he took a small sip of his cup.

You sighed a little on his words. When you began your journey in High School, you’ve also learned a few things about him aside of him having a beautiful face. You’ve noticed he’s the school’s troublemaker of the century, loving son of the headmaster of the school. It was very obvious to see others launch themselves on him just for the sake of their own benefits.

Xinchun was right, he is trouble. You were sure even if you’re bound as soulmates, it would be harder. You wouldn’t know how he works, how your family would gather and do a peace offering, but mostly if both of you will even last.

“I mean it, Y/N”, Xinchun hold his gaze on yours. “Stay away from him”, he was dead serious.

It was probably during your duty in the infirmary was your first official meeting with him. You woke up from the bed after a light nap, just as the door swung open with a small knock.

“Anyone here?”, your body grew rigid. Slowly, you draw the curtains that separates each bed away from your silhouette. In the same moment, Zhengting’s eyes locks itself on yours. Both of you swore it was like death suddenly met life during the match.

“The head is out for the moment, is there any problem?”, you asked him softly, trying your best not to stutter as his eyes kept boring itself on you.

It took him a while to snap back to reality, your scent simply hypnotized him to drive the male far away from reality. He sighed in content, forgetting where and in what situation he’s living in.

“Ehh… sorry?”, he snaps his eyes open and stare at you in shock. “I—uhh… I scraped my knees during practice”, he said.

Your eyes instinctively looked at his gash. It wasn’t a big wound nor that small, you nodded.

His eyes still rest themselves on you even when you’re cleaning the blood off his skin and gash. That day, Zhengting had to hold back all his will for a smile, he’s finally talking to you. The look of concentration you had when you wrap a bandage around his knee was the most precious thing he had ever witness, he felt the beating of his heart increases in each passing second.

“All done!”, you said cheerfully. Looking up, you finally noticed his eyes on yours the whole time.

It took him a while to break the eye contact. Despite no wanting to, he did anyways. He stood up as you’re cleaning up the aftermath from his treatment.

“Thank you”, he said. You smiled and nodded at him a little.

He didn’t go, he still lingers in there for a while. Even after you finished arranging all the supplies on their respective places, he’s still there unmoving, not willing to move.

“Zhengting, I’m Zhu Zheng Ting”, he blurted out. You froze, very much taken aback at his sudden greeting.

“I know”, you blurted out. You swore, you wished you could slap yourself for blurting out random things in such odd situation. He stared at you confused, as if he was asking – you knew?

“I’ve watched—I mean, seen you a few times”, you groaned to yourself for being too obvious, you wished you could run now. He chuckled a little and nodded to himself.

You expected him to bid you a quick goodbye or at the very most, run. He didn’t, instead he gave out a smile and hummed a little.

“I’ve also watched you more than a few times also, Y/N”

You stare at him taken aback, he only smiled sheepishly on you. There, the next chapter finally unfolds.

*****

The Beginning – 4 months into High School

It started during mid-autumn. The leaves are changing colors to a beautiful contrast of orange and red to yellow, the weather is cooling down, and both of you and Zhengting finally made progress.

Sometimes, you would spend some time talking to him. Sometimes, he would pop up during your shift in the infirmary. Most of the time, both of you tried to keep a good distance from one another.

When you’re about to close the infirmary when you noticed a jacket resting on the table. Zhengting had lend you his jacket because you left yours at home. You almost forgot it was still with you until now. Without wasting any second you just quickly pack your things, stuffing his jacket on your arm and just went for the door.

It didn’t take you too long to find him. After all, his scent is very dominant from the other people around.

The slight musk and mint mixed together, it was like smelling autumn during winter days. Zhengting had always have this slight smoke tinge, making you wonder if the troublemaker here does smoke or not.

Your feet stopped after you rounded into one corner, noticing another tall male exiting a room. It was Wenjun.

“I’m going to get us some drinks, kay? Don’t take too long there!”, he said before going off to the opposite direction.

“The dance room?”, you wondered a little.

You could smell the upcoming scent of his getting stronger as each gap closes, the only thing separating you from going near him was the door. You could hear the light traditional music resonating in the room, accompanied by a small thud every now and then.

Without warning, you creaked the door open a little. No stench of sweat or huffing breath, it’s just him.

When you first noticed Zhengting, you’ve already concluded that he’s a beautiful human in existence. This time, you swore you thought you’ve seen an actual angel. The way his body moves along the smooth tones of the music, his whole aura glides to gracefully and delicately, it’s just beautiful. His whole figure glides like no other, as if the music runs into his veins.

Until his eyes locks on yours on the mirror, that’s when he lost his balance.

You screamed a little seeing his whole body impacted the hard floor, quickly running near him to ensure he wasn’t injured.

The moment your hand touches his arm, he just brushed you off harshly. Eyes red as if he’s in rage, huffing to calm his breath. “W-when—since when you were there?”, he said in between breath.

Confused, you didn’t know how to react. “Just now, I was coming to give you back your—”

“Why—No. Get out.”, he said.

You shake your head a little, still unsure if he’s really okay or not. “But, you fell and—”

“Get out, Y/N!”, he hollered out. You grew rigid, shock registering in your system. Quickly, you just scrambled on your feet and was ready to dash for the door. It wasn’t until Zhengting grabs a hold of your arm, his eyes very much in rage.

“Whatever you witnessed just now, don’t tell anyone”, he said. “forget about it”, he hissed out.

Leaving you in your own paranoia, Zhengting never chased you for any sort of explanation since then. He just left you in your own bubble of shock and fear.

In all his life, Zhengting could say he’d fucked up countless time. From disappointing his families until his own parents was ready to disown him at any time, he was okay about it. He didn’t care about them, he despises them anyways.

This time, he knew he fucked up real bad. He knew you’re still in school, he could smell your scent from far away. But you’re really avoiding him.

Sometimes, he could say the sensitive nose has it own perks. You know either someone is there or not, or just you use it to avoid people you don’t want to from their scent.

Whenever you sensed him getting closer, the usual calming scent suddenly become a huge alarm in your head, you just simply took a big U-turn and make a run for it. But that didn’t stop Zhengting from hunting you down.

He made the effort to find you. From getting confrontation of your best friend Xinchun who he found out that the male already has a soulmate until getting dumped by your younger brother who’s 6 years younger than him. The rage in the younger eyes, it was as if Justin was ready to bite him off even if Zhengting is the alpha in charge.

It took Zhengting a while to gather more than enough information to find your whereabouts. When he sees the folder of student bios laying around on his father’s study room, he just took it without consent and scan the thousands of faces on the papers.

There he knew, he just knew how to fix this whole situation as he now got your address. If he couldn’t explain it to you in school, he’ll just talk it out privately near your neighborhood.

Who knew the aftermath caught him in a dazed during a chilly weekend morning. From knowing you’re very loved in the school until discovering you’re also very much cherished at home. Not just by your parents, it was mostly by your brother who recently entered Junior High.

Justin stare at Zhengting from his legs up towards his face, the kid isn’t amused. Justin bites the straw of his banana milk on hand, eyes judging the older male who dare cause a ruckus in the household.

“You’re the douchebag that made my sister cry?”, Justin threw the bullet at him.

Zhengting stood on the yard awkwardly as Justin stare him down, it was amazing to know the kid is by means 6 years younger than him but knows how to dominate people. But that wasn’t the point, you cried?

“You’re really dumb for a troublemaker, you know?”, Justin cackled a little.

Zhengting swore, if this wasn’t for you, he would’ve smacked the kid in place right now. “Tell me where she is”, Zhengting said in a strict tone, hoping it would break down the younger’s hard attitude.

Justin scoffed a little. “You wish”, Justin scoffed at him.

Very much taken aback by Justin’s attack, Zhengting had never expected this much contrast between your brother with you yourself.

“You’re a tornado of trouble, right?”, Justin asked mindlessly as he takes another sip of his milk. Zhengting furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, he was pretty much already afraid of the kid.

“Eh… yea?”, he said unsurely causing a grin on the younger’s face.

Justin clucked his tongue a little, nodding. “Can you fight?”, he asked again.

Zhengting was pretty much already triggered by the question, nonetheless he just nodded again. “Tell you what, one round and I’ll tell you where she is”, Justin said.

Zhengting didn’t know what got into him, all he knew he had the best laugh in the century. Justin only stare at the older male pretty much unamused by his cackling, he only sips his banana milk quietly as he waits for him to finish his laugh.

“I mean it”, he said after Zhengting managed to calm himself. “Hit me once, I’ll tell you where my sister is. I hit you, you got to agree on my one wish then I’ll tell you where she is”, he smirked at Zhengting.

“You’re telling me, you’re going to tell me even if I fail on making a mark on you?”, he scoffed at the younger male.

Justin shurgs. “You’re her soulmate, there’s no reason for me to hold you off her that long”, he said. Justin takes a small step down the front door into the lawn. A small tug on his lips, he stared at Zhengting wildly.

“Come at me, Zhu”, he said. “Let’s see how well you can use your instinct”, and Zhengting launches himself on the young child.

*****

You sighed a little, huffing when you still failed on getting the book you needed. You thought for a while once again before rising up on your tippy toes as your arm reach high for the book on the top shelf.

It was nearing exam seasons and you took the time to revise everything in a more in depth manner. Hence, you decided it was best to spend it in the local library near your neighborhood. At this time of the early weekend, you decided it was best to spend your time revising your arch enemy, advanced calculus.

You huffed once again, now very much annoyed by the fact you’re still unable to get the book. You stare at the spine, very much boring lasers on the dead bounded pages of papers. Again, you tried once again to get the book. Arm stretching as far as you could as you tip toe for an extra helping height to reach the top shelf.

It took you a while to even register the smell of musk suddenly lingers in your senses. No, he couldn’t possibly be here, he doesn’t know this place exist.

When the scent became stronger, you didn’t have time to react fully by the incoming figure. A longer hand reaches out on the respective book you needed, causing you a bigger amount of shock and you turned around.

Alive and in his whole glory, Zhengting is there in front of your eyes.

You stare at him, almost thinking it was just hallucination because you’ve rarely met your soulmate now. He’s not real, it’s just in your mind.

“This is the book you needed right?”, you gasped in shock when he suddenly spoke, he stared at you in confusion.

“It’s not?”, he questioned. You reached out and poke him a little on his arm, feeling the warmth radiating from him. “Oh my god, you’re real”, you whispered to yourself. Zhengting chuckled at your confused self, pretty much amused on how the whole cat and mouse chase made you think.

“Here”, he passed on the book towards you which, you took without questioning as you mumbled a small – “Thank you…”

Then it was back to the awkward silence. Being in a very small space and a very close proximity with Zhengting wasn’t a good idea. You could feel yourself getting hotter at every passing second, especially when his eyes are already boring itself on you.

“Y/N?”, he called out.

Cautiously, you looked at him. He smiled a little, feeling the small beat in his chest rise louder and louder. “I’m sorry”, he said.

“I didn’t mean to suddenly yell at you that day. It was just—“, he sighed a little. “I was just—“, he groaned a little. Zhengting had no idea how he would explain this whole situation towards you, he himself is still lost on his own problem making it harder to explain his own outburst.

Your brother already gave him this opportunity and he can’t let this slip off. After all, Zhengting didn’t just sacrifice his pride to get his ass kicked by a Junior High kid. Damn, when Justin said he learned to fight, Zhengting would’ve never thought it meant I’m a black belt in Taekwondo also!

Zhengting took a small breath, calming his nerve a little. “Y/N”, he said once again. You kept staring at him, more likely very concerned on his behavior in each passing second.

“I think I’m in love with you”, he said.

You felt the slight heat crept itself on your neck, the pink radiating on your cheeks by the confession. Both of you knew, this is bound to happen. But it still gives out the same amount of fluster and nervousness on both actors.

You didn’t know how to exactly continue the whole conversation, instead you gave out a small squeak of “W-what?” in the most unsure manner ever.

“I’m in love with you—“, he said once again. He swallowed a little lump before continuing on. “—and I really want to kiss you right now”, he whispered.

Just like that, everything happened naturally. His hand rested itself on the shelf whilst the other snake towards your back, slowly he inches forward closing the gap. When you felt his lips rest itself on yours, you instinctively rest your hands on the line between his jawline and neck. Feeling far more in bliss, as if this whole situation was too good to be true. The sparks, the butterflies, all mixed into one.

When both finally pulled away, Zhengting only smiled widely at you. “Oh wow”, he whispered to himself. “I am very in love with you”, he said in a daze causing a small fit of laughter out of you in the process.

“I see you’ve met Justin”, you said suddenly. Zhengting only smiled sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head in shame. “It was the only way I could actually find you”, he said.

“I hope he didn’t cause you any injury then”, you said to him. Zhengting laughed, almost sarcastically as he said “No, Justin is a very nice kid anyways”.

“Isn’t he the sweetest?”, you said in pure glee.

Zhengting thought about earlier, the way Justin swiftly threw the male off as a kick landed itself on the older’s waist. Justin smiled at him, softly mumbling towards him. “She’s in the local library down the street”, he said casually. Finally deciding to help the older one out, Justin easily extended a helping hand which Zhengting accepted. When he grabs a hold of the younger’s hand, Justin just clenches it as a warning.

“Make her cry one more time, I’ll break that pretty face of yours”, Justin said softly, a smile still plastered itself on his face.

“Yea, he’s the sweetest”, Zhengting said as he shuddered a little. He swore, Justin Huang will always be the spawn of the devil himself.

*****

The Climax – The last obstacle for Hades and Persephone

When Zhengting graduate 2 years ago, he thought there would be nothing that will hold you away from him. He had the most blissful relationship with you, making memories non-stop. Sure, he had to deal with your parents, who are still cautious around him. And yes, Zhengting still fear Justin. Mostly, Zhengting will never forget about Xinchun being all snappy.

He remembered when Xinchun felt the upmost disbelief and shock when the news was given. “You’ve been dating this douche for almost a year and didn’t tell me?”, he snaps.

Zhengting only pulled you closer as the tiger snaps again as you looked at Xinchun in pure guilt. “We were keeping it subtle”, you mumbled.

“That doesn’t hide the fact you kept it from your best-friend”, he said back. You only mumbled a small apology at him, feeling nothing but pure guilt. When Xinchun leaves out a sigh, you were expecting him to throw another tantrum. Instead, the male ruffles your hair with a wide grin on his face.

“As long as you’re happy, I approve”, he said. Then his eyes locks with Zhengting’s, the smile completely wiped off. “Soulmates or not, if you hurt her, I am murdering you”, he hissed at the male before turning around to hand with Justin.

It’s an iconic memory, for you and Zhengting mostly.

“And I thought only your family is protective on you”, Zhengting said in a daze. You chuckled a little, “They just love me too much”.

He would never had thought time would pass that easily. One day he bumps into you, then the next day you’re both sealed the oath. It went away fast, without notice both started to change. You noticed Zhengting is more of the clingy touchy side, he would often snuggle himself on the crook of your neck.

“You just smelled so good”, he would often say. Sometimes he would ask what is his scent, which you replied easily with – “Like morning mist and smoke, fresh and strong”. It’s like him, painted the picture of who Zhengting truly is.

“Like flowers and sugar, spring and sweet”, he said to you. Just like you, it shows who you truly are in the end. It was cliché to say both of you are too blind for one another, it’s true.

“I am going to marry you one day”, he said during your first summer break as a High School graduate. You laughed at him, he turned around as his eyes glistened in hope. “I mean it, I am going to marry you one day”, he said.

“I believe in you”, you said before you pulled him into another kiss.

Innocent love, sweet and innocent. Like sugar and smoke.

Both of you always thought that nothing would come and ruin the relationship. Nothing. Even after 2 years and during your graduation and summer break. Just plainly in love and in peace. You’re going to univ like him then graduate, then Zhengting would find the right time to finally propose and everything will be official.

“I’m moving to London in a week, Ting”, was the first thing you said during his break from uni. “I’m moving there for college”, you said. Zhengting remembered he still had the smile on his face as his whole body froze, his hand gripped on the doorknob, so tight until his knuckles turned white.

He swore, that day he felt the world fall apart. He felt himself fall apart.

*****

You ran, as fast as your feet could. Passing each hallway to another, running up the stairs towards the other wings. When you stopped, you stare at the same door you visited last time.

The soft tune still resonates in the room, you could feel it vibration running from the wall to the door. Your heart thunders as your hand came in contact with the knob. Then you opened it.

“Ting?”

He turned his head around and you swore you felt your heart broke at the sight. He was shaking, his breath very uneven, eyes red. A sight you’ve never seen before, he’s disoriented. He stared at you in fear, his lips quiver from making any sound but a silent sob.

Dating Zhengting had been nothing but a blessing. He’s different from you, you’re the biggest contrast from him.

He didn’t force you into anything, you would never make him do things he doesn’t want. That day you noticed the difference. Zhengting already knew who you were inside out in just 3 months whilst you had no idea who he truly is. You’re not familiar of the Zhu Zheng Ting you’re dating, your own soulmate.

He’s still the biggest mystery you’d ever have, but you still accept him. You know, one day he will tell you. But you never understand how things escalated this far.

Until he was broken, you were finally lost. This time, you discover he’s not the troublemaker everyone talks about. He has his own problems in life, things he decided to keep to himself from the pity and the guilty eyes of society.

You just ran to him, slamming the door in the end. Soon, he cradles himself in you, desperate for any type of support.

His sobs became more violent, broken the more you hold him. He finally breaks. You slowly hushed him, lulling him to calm down from his own storm. “I—can’t—I”, he stuttered out.

“It’s okay, take your time”, you whispered softly at him. “It’s okay…”, you said.

He cried more. Zhengting didn’t know why, he felt like he found his own safe haven around you, his protection from his own weakness. The only person he could run to, the only person who shall see him in this broken state. You, only you.

“I don’t want you to leave”, he choked out the words. “But I can’t do anything, huh?”, he laughed to himself a little.

“It’s okay, Ting… It’s fine”, you said when he buried himself closer to the crook of your neck.

For once, he doesn’t believe your words.

“I got kicked out”, Zhengting said. The smile engraved itself on his face, his eyes still glistened like crystals. He’s beautiful.

“My parents—“, he choked on his words. “My parents finally kicked me out”, he said.

Zhengting didn’t know why, he felt the huge relief when he finally let loose. He smiled a little. “I was never that famous troublemaker everyone talks about. I caused trouble due to my fear of being used by them—”

He leans closer to your warmth. Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around him, spooning him in. “It’s not a secret that I have good scores that’s considered above average, almost perfect.”, he wondered a little.

“I studied day and night, just for my parents liking. They had no room for games, I was forced to be perfect just because they own this whole institution. Hence, my opinions never matter to them. I was always shunned off from their light, never becoming their priority—"

“I have my own passion, my own dream. I dreamed to get lulled under music, as my mind haze itself on the tune, as a dancer.”, he chuckled. “It never happened. I told them about my plans after High School, I would go to the best university that teaches Traditional Dance and graduate from there. Then I would pursue my life around the world, doing the things I love—“, he choked out.

Slowly, you wiped away the stray tear that left his eyes. Pressing a small kiss on his temple, you hushed him to calm down.

“My father—”, he choked out. “He hits me, he told me to stop thinking about useless things and just focus on reality. My mother only stared at me with the uttermost disappointment in her eyes. I was crushed, I thought I had to stop then”, he laughed a little to himself.

“But I can’t”, he whispered. “The will lingers, I can’t get rid of it that easily.”, he said.

“In the end, I always practice without their knowledge. I hid it from everyone in fear that words will travel around, then in the end my parents would know”, he said. “I’m sorry for that day, I truly am. I didn’t mean to yell at you or even have that outburst! I was paranoid, scared mostly—”

“You didn’t, instead you supported me. Constantly staying whenever I’m in this room. The awe in your face is just too precious and you even told me to chase my own dream, do thing I love.”

“I did, I got accepted in the university I wanted, into the major I love”, his hand tangles itself around yours as he laced his fingers with yours.

“Zhengting, I’m sorr—”

“It’s not your fault”, he said. “I got things covered for the future impact. I chose to tell them in the end. Like I expected, they kicked me out. It doesn’t matter anymore, if they can’t accept my own decision in my own life, then it’s the same they wouldn’t accept me for who I am”, he smiled a little in the end.

“As long as I have you, I’m fine”, he stared at you. He leans closer to your side, closing the small gap. His nose brushed against yours, breath tickling one another. He cups your face on his palms, the most sincere smile on his face.

“Go… I’ll support any decision you make”, he whispered. “I’ll sacrifice some of my happiness for you”, he said. He sighed a little, knowing each passing second means you’re slipping away. He smiled, for you he did.

“I truly love you, Huang Y/N”, and sealed his lips against yours.

Even when heavens rumbles, banned Hades from Olympus itself, he didn’t care. He knew there’s one person who will accept him fully back in the Underworld. His queen, his beloved, Persephone. He will wait for her comeback, and when she’s back in hell, they will fire Olympus down together.

*****

Now – Airport, 12.56 PM

Zhengting sighed loudly when he felt the stinging heat against his arms. He had always hated summer, not just from the heat or odd odors people emits. But bringing the other 6 people with him was like bringing a zoo to a public place.

He stares quietly at Justin and Chengcheng who’s fighting over a popsicle. The youngest is so pissed off, he pushed the whole ice in the older throat and choked Chengcheng in the process. Zeren who’s beside them is freaking out as he tried to calm the choking male. Then Xinchun and Quanzhe was screaming on one another just for the portable mini fan. This is giving the mother a headache.

Zhengting proceeded to stare at Wenjun who’s standing beside him quietly. At least he’s normal, he wondered to himself.

It took him a second to complain on the on-going summer heat. Zhengting swore he felt his heart rate rises up higher and higher each minutes pass.

When he smelled the incoming sweet smell, he knew. It wasn’t just his mind replying all the sweet moment he had spent with you. It was for real.

You didn’t change, your scent still as fresh as ever, sweet like sugar. He smiled to himself, you’re here.

“Jie!!”, Justin yelled when he saw you coming out of the door.

You were lost at first, turning around for any sign of your brother. When you suddenly felt the incoming impact and the familiar scent of Justin, you let out a loud laugh. “Hi turnip, I missed you”, you ruffled his hair.

He literally dragged you towards where the other stood, greeting each one especially Xinchun. “Short as ever”, he said causing you to hit him in the process.

Zhengting chuckled a little, the scent he emits grew stronger and stronger. “Hi”, he said. You smiled at him, then you ran towards him.

Zhengting laughed when he felt your incoming impact on him, he didn’t mind. His arms automatically wrapped itself around you, pulling your closer. You nuzzled your nose around him as he finds his way to your neck, taking a whiff.

The smell of home.

You missed him, you truly missed him. Those 2 years were enough to murder your patience and having him right here in front of you. It felt too good to be true. He’s here, your one and only.

Zhengting pulled away from you slightly, cupping your face in the process. “You never changed”, he said. “I would never”, you said back.

“Welcome back, love”, he said before slowly he leans down and locks his lips around you.

You smiled alongside on the shared contact, feeling the pure bliss running in your system. His hand slowly traces itself on your waist, pulling you closer. The other runs down your other arm, holding your small one in his.

You gasped a little when you felt the cold metal substance slid into one of your fingers. When you pulled out, the first thing you saw was him grinning like a true idiot. You stare at your hand, feeling the pure nostalgia running into you

“I told you”, he said still grinning.

The silver band wraps itself perfectly around your ring finger, the diamond shines under the summer heat. It shines, glistens like no other. He held your hand in his, pulling it towards his face as he lands a small peck on your knuckles.

He gave you a smile, his eyes shine with hope.

“I’m going to marry you one day, Y/N”

[xingjieisbaby]

Vacation Ch 7

Miu woke up the next morning with a smile. She gazed up at Xiao Gui who was still asleep. Miu placed a soft kiss on his lips, waking him.

“Baby…” he groaned huskily. Miu smiled softly at him.

“Morning~” she whispered. Xiao Gui smiled at her sleepily. He placed a light kiss on her lips, making her blush.

“What time is it?” He asked.

“About 7am. Go back to sleep Kaikai.” She said. Xiao Gui looked at her.

“You’re not going to?” He asked. Miu shook her head.

“I’m going to do a little bit of yoga before taking a shower. My body has been really sore due to preparations for our comeback.” Miu said. Xiao Gui looked at her with a soft gaze.

“Baby, how about you do yoga a bit later? I wanna get a workout in tonight too. The guys probably wanna join me.” Xiao Gui said. Miu pouted.

“I have a performance tonight.” Miu said. Xiao Gui smiled at her cuteness.

“I’ll give you a massage after your performance. I don’t want you overworking yourself baby.” He said. Miu nodded before sitting up.

“Where are you going?” He whined at the loss of her warmth. Miu smiled at him.

“I’m going to take a shower and then I’m going to make breakfast for you guys.” Miu said as she walked toward his closet where a portion of it was filled with her clothes. Xiao Gui looked at her with a soft smile. He loved seeing her in his clothes.

“Baby, wear one of my sweaters and a pair of leggings.” He suggested. Miu nodded and opted for a burgundy hoodie and black leggings. She then went into the bathroom that was inside his room and began to start her morning. Xiao Gui took a look at his phone and decided to get started on his own morning. He choose his other burgundy hoodie and a pair of adidas joggers before going into the bathroom that was in the hallway.

The boys woke up the smell of waffles and fresh fruit. Miu had opted for a western style breakfast since there wasn’t much to work with in the fridge. Xiao Gui helped her prepare the waffle mix and wash the fruit. The boys came out toward the kitchen after doing their morning routines. ZhengTing and Wenjun halted in their tracks when they saw Xiao Gui back hug Miu who was cutting up fruit. Justin and Yanlei looked at each other. Not knowing if they should come out or not. Luckily for them, Xingjie and Yanjun walked down the stairs.

“Oh? It’s our little Xiao Xiao couple.” Yanjun teased. The two looked at him with smiles.

“Hey Xiao Mei.” Xingjie greeted. Miu smiled at him. The boys slowly walked out.

“Hello.” They greeted the girl shyly. Miu smiled at them.

“Hi.” She said with a bright smile.

“Get your own waffles and bacon.” Xiao Gui said as he set a big plate of freshly made waffles on the table. Next to the plate was a plate of bacon. The boys looked at Miu and smiled thankfully.

“Miu, just dump Gui now. Marry me.” Yanjun said as he ate. Xiao Gui looked at him with a glare.

“Go away.” He said, making the boys laugh.

“If only you can confess to Jennie Jiejie like that.” Miu said. Yanjun blushed while Xingjie and Xiao Gui bursted into fits of laughter.

“But I love you~” he teased Xiao Gui who smirked back at him.

“Yes. Say it like that. But to Jennie Jiejie.” Miu said. Yanjun pouted.

“Oh yeah, Miu said she has a performance tonight. Pretty sure the other Guardian members will be there.” Xiao Gui said. As if he had cued it, Miu’s phone started to ring.

“Jiejie~” The girl greeted her sister.

“Hey. We’re gonna have the performance at around 9pm. We have two photoshoots before that. One for the new album and then one based on different concepts. Show in around two hours?” Aria said.

“Okay~” Miu said cheerfully.

“Tell Linkai that the boss wants him to be there for the photoshoot. He says he wants Linkai to be your partner for the photoshoot since you guys are dating. It’s gonna be a cute, couple theme for you two.” Aria said. Miu looked at Xiao Gui.

“Okay. Are you partnered with Jennie Jiejie?” Miu asked.

“Yep, we have a sexy theme. Our unnie line has a fresh, girl next door theme.” Aria said.

“Okay. By the way, Xingjie gege and Yanjun gege are here along with the Fantasy Restaurant cast.” Miu informed.

“Oh. Put me on speaker.” Aria said.

“Done.” Miu said. Aria smirked.

“Lin Yanjun, grow some balls and confess already. Stop being a beta.” Aria said. Yanjun blushed while Xiao Gui and Xingjie laughed.

“Alright I’m out. Deuces.” Aria said before hanging up. Xingjie quietly pulled out his phone and started to text his girlfriend.

“Kaikai~” Miu said as Xiao Gui kissed her cheek.

“Yeah?” He said.

“Boss wants you at the photoshoot later… you’re gonna be my partner… he wants couple pictures.” Miu said shyly. Xiao Gui smiled. He loved the idea of the world knowing that she was his.

“Okay. Can’t wait.” Xiao Gui said as he back hugged her. Xingjie and Yanjun looked at each other. Yanjun wanted to call Jennie his while Xingjie had to find a right time to let the boss know that he was ready. He debuted already. It was time for him to tell the world about him and Aria. The Fantasy restaurant boys looked at each other.

“Um… Miu, can we come and watch your photoshoot?” Jeffrey asked. Miu nodded.

“Of course. But aren’t you guys filming today?” Miu asked. Xiao Gui shook his head.

“They’re giving us a day just to rest.” Xingjie said.

“Really? Hmm, Xingjie gege, you have to come to our shoot then!” Miu said. Xingjie nodded with a laugh.

“Of course.” He said with a smile.

The boys along with Miu were outside of the photoshoot site. Xiao Gui held Miu’s hand as they walked into the building.

“Yah Song Miu!” A girl called out. Miu looked up with a smile.

“Rita Unnie!” Miu said excitedly. It was Rita of the Guardians.

“Ready for your shoot? Ari and Jennie are getting ready for theirs right now. Dude your sister is a bagel girl. Like my lord.” Rita said. Miu looked at her confused.

“Bagel girl?” Miu asked.

“Like her face itself is innocent but like… her body is something else.” Rita said. Miu laughed.

“That’s true. Where are they?” Miu asked.

“C’mon.” Alice said, leading them toward the photoshoot room. Jennie and Aria were getting briefed on the details. Miu ran up to her members.

“Miu~” Mira said with a smile. Aria patted her sister’s head. Jennie smirked when she saw Xiao Gui.

“Ready?” The director asked Jennie and Aria. The two girls nodded.

“Okay can I get Aria first?” The photographer asked. Aria walked over and began to pose. The boys watched in awe. She was in a black leather jacket and black skinny jeans that was ripped. Under her jacket was a cropped white tube top. It showed off her abs along with the right amount of cleavage. Jennie was in a white bodycon dress with pink detailing. Over her dress was a black leather jacket. The two girls were posing next to a black convertible.

“Next outfits please.” The director said. Aria changed into a white cropped tank top along with light blue ripped skinny jeans. Jennie changed into a white bodysuit and light blue booty shorts. This time the girls were posing with a window. Jennie sat on the window sill while Aria stood next to her, back against the wall.

The girls soon changed into more daring outfits. Jennie sported a white night romper that hugged in all the right spots. It was made of lace, showing off her amazing figure. Aria sported a strappy lacy black bra along with matching boyshorts. She wore an unbuttoned, white button up shirt over it. The girls were on a bed, next to each other.

Xingjie met eyes with his girlfriend as she posed. He smirked at her, making her bite her lip at the camera. Yanjun couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Jennie was sexy. He always knew she was, but to see her like this made him go crazy.

The girls ended their portion of the photoshoot steadily.

“Damn our middle line has some nice ass bodies. Like look at Ari, nice ass tits. Jennie got a perfect ass.” Mira teased the two girls.

“You two should be the ones doing the sexy concept. You guys are the older ones. How the hell did it turn into me and Ari?” Jennie said.

“Because Ari’s image is already sexy. And you fit the sexy concept quite well.” Rita said as she touched up her makeup.

“I guess.” Jennie said with a smirk before walking toward the door. It was then that she noticed the boys.

“Oh hi.” She said with a bow. The boys were shy as she was exposed. Jennie looked toward Yanjun with a smirk.

“Hey Junnie~” She said, giving him a hug. Yanjun gulped. He froze upon her touch, making her smirk grow.

“Hey Jennie…” He said. Jennie frowned due to his lack of enthusiasm.

“What’s wrong?” Jennie asked. Yanjun shook his head.

“Nothing… you’re just gorgeous.” He said. Jennie looked at him, skeptical. She said nothing though.

Aria walked over with a smirk. Xingjie welcomes her with open arms. The girl went into her boyfriend’s embrace.

“Too revealing baby.” He whispered, kissing her temple. Aria sighed in content.

“I know. But it’s for a concept. Jennie and I got put into a sexy concept.” Aria said. Xingjie pouted, making the girl laugh. His pout soon turned into a soft smile. He had missed her.

“Huba ge, I’m gonna steal Ari real quick. We need to change into our clothes for the album.” Jennie said. Xingjie released Aria. The two girls quickly walked toward their dressing room.

IM BACK AFTER A MILLION YEARS. HELLO!

[curiosity-journaling]

tag game

Thank you @readplusstudy for tagging me! 

Rules: Answer these 15 questions and then tag 10 more people to answer them.

1. What is your degree/ favourite subject?

I studied Business Management at undergraduate and Creative Writing and Publishing for my masters, but my favourite subject is probably literature (although I’m trying to broaden my horizons, so if anybody has any unusual/underrated subject recommendations let me know!)

2. Where are you from?

England

3. What motivates you to study?

Now it’s curiosity, a love of learning and boredom(?). When I was at school/uni it was the anxiety of being in trouble or doing badly...lol

4. What do you love about yourself?

I always try to be kind and hopeful 

5. What time do you do your best studying?

The evening/night

6. What is your favourite TV show?

Probably Criminal Minds or B99

7. Best self-care tip for exam season?

Sleep, water, healthy food, breaks, don’t be afraid or ashamed to ask for help or tell someone if you are struggling!

8. Do you listen to music when you study?

Not really, but I do like having the tv on as background noise. 

9. What is your favourite book?

I could never pick one! But this year I really loved reading: ‘Friday Black’, by Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah, ‘The Dry’, by Jane Harper, ‘Reincarnation Blues’, by Michael Poore and ‘Norse Mythology’, by Neil Gaiman.

10. Where do you do your best studying?

In bed or the library.

11. What do you get complimented on often?

Having a calming presence.

12. Where would you like to live in the future?

I quite like where I’m living at the moment, but the dream is to be able to afford my own place.

13. How long have you been active on your studyblr?

A few weeks!

14. Favourite way to spend study breaks?

Reading, listening to music, eating, watching Netflix

15. What is your favourite study snack?

Chocolate and fruit 

I tag @evernervz @wenjun-hosh @luckiest-person-alive @so-many-chromosomes @studygemm @phoneticalli @medicinis @studyblrsoph @fusiformstudygyrus @studywitmadds and anyone else who wants to do it!

[scriptura-adrepticius]

Wait For Me - Fan Chengcheng

Finally finished bashing this out after two failed drafts smh

Pairing: Fan Chengcheng x OC/reader

Genre: fluff, angst if you squint, royalty!au

Word Count: 5.9k

Life is difficult, especially when a military coup has overthrown your king. It doesn’t stop you from trying to topple them, though, even if you have to help from another kingdom altogether.

Masterlist

did i ever mention that fan chengcheng is a fatass mood

Things have been going well, Yanjun. I have a stable job and a place to live, and the Fan household is kind. The only things I lack are candles with which to write you these letters by.

I hope you are still alive and doing as well as you can. I hope the money I’m sending you is enough to do something. If only I could send these letters as well.

Don’t do anything stupid, Yanjun. If you do, I will find out, and I will find you, and I will bury you alive. Trust me. Your little sister isn’t completely helpless, and I’m stronger than I was a few years ago.

Wait for me. I love you and miss you. Please visit Father and Mother for me soon.

~~~

“Up late writing more letters?” Linkai asks, watching you yawn for the third time in a row.

“Not that late,” you protest. “Only for about half an hour this time.”

Xingjie shakes his head. “You go to sleep late anyway. You can’t keep staying up like this.”

You look up from the pot you’ve been scrubbing clean. “I don’t think you understand,” you say quietly. “It’s the only thing that keeps me sane.”

At that, Xingjie falls silent, probably a little embarrassed. You splash him with a little water. “It’s okay, Jie. I get that you’re worried for me. But until I know he’s alive, I won’t stop.” You pass the pot to Linkai to rinse and dry. “What’s next?”

“Wenjun told me you were assigned laundry and then to clean the young master’s room,” Zhangjing says, lugging along a sack of rice. You immediately go to help, picking up the end of the bag with a grunt. “Thanks, Liying,” he says gratefully.

“No problem, Zhangjing,” you say breathlessly, heaving the sack down in the pantry. “I’ll get going now. If you need any help, Wenjun will tell me.”

Laundry. You really hate laundry, because it prunes your fingers and makes them raw and pink so that they’re prone to bleeding at the slightest provocation, but at least you’re allowed to do your own laundry with the rest of the Fan household’s. You find a sack in the cleaning supplies closet, and then begin your long trek through all the bedrooms to collect dirty clothing.

The morning and some of the afternoon passes as you scrub laundry in the sunshine, pausing only for fifteen minutes to eat a small lunch. At one point, the young master and his friends come around and they say hi to you.

One thing that’s different about this kingdom is the kindness of the nobles, you think. Back in your home, the nobles, or at least most of them, were haughty and cold to their underlings. However, here, Fan Chengcheng and his friends treat you with kindness and a sort of tentative friendship that makes you feel a little more at ease.

Also, the nobles here are far more handsome than the ones back at home. Especially Chengcheng and his friends. Just saying.

Perhaps they’re all gods, you speculate as you wring out one of the master’s shirts. They’re all kind and good, and exceedingly handsome.

Well, it’s a theory. And it’s plausible. 

The clothes dry quickly in the hot sunshine, and before long, you’re loading them all back into the sack to put them away. “Just a few more hours,” you mumble to yourself.

You let your feet go on autopilot, losing yourself in your thoughts as your hands move automatically to put clothes away in the correct places. Finally, you’re in Chengcheng’s room.

As usual, it’s a fucking mess.

A lock of hair has come untied from your usual ponytail, so you tie it back up again with a sigh, surveying the chaos before you.

“Cheng, have you- oh, sorry Liying!” Zhengting comes running into the doorway, then stops short at seeing you clearing up the mess that is Chengcheng’s room. “This is how he leaves his room?” he asks you incredulously.

You turn around and shrug before continuing to sweep the floor free of bits of paper. “Yes, young master,” you reply.

Zhengting shakes his head in annoyance just as Chengcheng appears in the doorway. “What do you need, Ting? Oh, hello, Liying.”

“This is the state you keep your room in?” Zhengting immediately says, rounding on the younger boy.

Chengcheng pinks a little. “It’s not like you keep yours any better!” he counters, and you have to try not to laugh. “It’s okay, young masters,” you say, addressing the boys. “Go and do whatever it is you had to do.” Despite your best efforts, a little laugh escapes you as you turn back to cleaning the room.

The pieces of paper are slowly cleared away, the ink blots scrubbed off the wooden desk, the bed made with new sheets and the books on the shelf straightened. You linger on this last task, taking your time to read the spines and snatch a few words here and there.

Books. What wouldn’t you give to have all your books back again.

You finish cleaning Chengcheng’s room as the sun begins to set. You report to Wenjun, who asks you to help the cooks finish preparing dinner. Then, finally, you’re given the okay to go to sleep.

. . . . .

Did you visit Father and Mother? If you did, I hope you told them I miss them too. If you didn’t, understandable.

Have their headstones been destroyed yet? I hope not.

It’s selfish, but second only to you and them, I miss my books. I just want all my books back. Every time I clean the library or Fan Chengcheng’s room, I find myself lingering to read the spines of the books. I can’t help it!

I guess that would be my birthday wish for this year. That or good news from you.

You know, ever since Zhengting scolded Chengcheng, his room’s been a little cleaner. I still laugh every time I think about that. I miss your laugh.

I hope you’re doing well. I want to hear from you soon. Wait for me. Goodbye, brother.

~~~

Almost a year has passed since you first became a servant of the Fan household, and it’s your birthday. The day fills you with a bittersweet feeling, as it’s the first birthday you’ve experienced without your brother, and the first birthday you’ve spent in a foreign country. Still, Xingjie and Linkai remember, and they cobble together a small present for you.

It’s priceless in your eyes, the gift that they get for you. A small, torn book, but still readable and charming in its own right. They tell you they bought it with their own wages. You have a little trouble believing them, however, because it’s written in the old script.

The old script is only known and studied by the nobles and scholars of the kingdoms. The texts are priceless. However, perhaps the old bookstand owner didn’t realize just how much this small book would be worth. Either way, you don’t care that much. You’re enraptured by the worn pages and faded ink of the words.

You, of course, can read the old script. However, you have had to hide this skill ever since you came to the Fan estate so as to blend in with the rest of the servants. The book stays with you at all times, hidden in one of the pockets of your trousers.

You go through the days, cleaning, cooking, and scrubbing as usual for the pay given to you every week by Wenjun. Everything is normal, except for the fact that Fan Chengcheng seems to pay you a little more attention now. Whether it’s when you pass him in the halls or if he happens upon you when you’re washing clothing, he always dips his head in greeting and flashes you a little smile. That’s normal, but the frequency isn’t. It’s as though he tries to find you, but you’re pretty sure you’re just being stupid.

One day, you’re in the gardens, helping to pick the fruit off the top of the trees. No one is around since the old gardener trusts you not to fall and break your neck, so you hum to yourself in silence as you place the fruits in a basket.

“Good morning, Liying.”

You nearly fall off the tree in surprise, but you quickly grab onto a branch, steadying yourself. “Good morning, young master!” you call down.

Chengcheng smiles at you. “Mind if I take one?” he asks, gesturing to the basket of fruit. You shrug, dangling it down. “If you can reach!”

Chengcheng just manages to take one, appraising it in his hands before smiling at you again. You feel a small blush rising in your cheeks as you smile back.

“Thank you, Liying,” he says, waving.

“You’re welcome, young master.”

When he leaves, you have to take a moment to calm your rapidly beating heart. You sit on a sturdy branch, back leaning against the trunk, as you will the heat to leave your cheeks. It’s in that position that Xingjie finds you a little later, yelling for you to get down and help cook the noon meal.

In the midst of Xingjie lecturing you about not slacking off and teasing you about the young master, you don’t notice the absence of the little book in your pocket. At night, you realize its disappearance, but you can’t go back to find it at midnight. The next day, when you rush to the gardens in the early dawn hours, it’s not there.

The whole day, you retrace your steps from the day before to no avail.

The book is gone.

. . . . .

Yanjun, I’m terrible. I lost the book that Xingjie and Linkai gave me. They’ve been so kind about it that it makes me feel worse.

I’m so scared that someone will connect that book to me and find out that I’m not just a peasant. If that happens, I may be sent back home, and all my efforts would be fruitless.

Please be safe. If you’re dead, I don’t know what I’ll do. Please, wait for me. I have to come back to something.

~~~

It’s a pale-faced you that wanders the estate grounds throughout the week, going through the motions of living but constantly lost in worried thought. You do your best to put on a brave face when the young master and his friends come near, but you can only keep this façade on for so long.

Fan Chengcheng already looks suspicious, anyway. His eyes always seem to linger on you for a second too long when he greets you in the halls, and when he chances to come into his room while you’re cleaning, you can feel his gaze on you as you hurriedly sweep the floor.

Finally, you get a lucky break at the end of the week. Wenjun asks you to clean the library, and you jump at the opportunity to surround yourself with the comforting smell of old books.

Clouds of dust waft around you as you alternate between sneezing loudly and swiping the dusty wood and books. It makes you a little sad to see that the books are so unused.

You pull a particularly large book off a shelf, examining the title in rapture. You lean against the shelves, balancing as best you can on the stool you’re standing on, and impulsively open it to begin reading.

It’s a book of history, written by one of the most famous historians of the previous century. You’re so immersed that you do not notice when the young master enters the library, looking around curiously before alighting his eyes on you.

“Liying?”

You nearly fall off the stool in surprise, catching hold of the heavy bookshelf just in time. “Young master!” you gasp.

He walks over to stand over you and scrutinizes the book. You’re frozen. For a long, long moment, there is absolute silence.

“You’re not a regular servant, are you?” he finally asks.

“W-what do you mean?” you ask, eyes wide. Your mind is running with a thousand thoughts. What if you’re fired? What if you lose the mistress’s trust? What if you are sent to jail for overstepping your boundaries?

“You can read,” he states.

Play dumb.

You nod slowly. “Yes, I can read.” Most servants can.

“No,” he says more impatiently. “You can read the old script.”

Shit.

“Uh, no, I don’t, uh, I was just... looking because the words are prettier than modern script!” you stammer, snapping the book shut. Dust billows into a cloud and you sneeze.

When you look up, Chengcheng is just looking at you like “do you really think I’m dumb?

“Yes, I can read it,” you mumble.

He’s only looking at you, but his intense gaze paralyzes you and makes you speechless. You can’t move, you can’t speak. You can only stare at him. Uncomfortable tension fills the air between you.

“Cheng!”

Both of you start, you stumbling off the stool. Chengcheng catches your arm, looking at you with an unreadable expression. He lets go of you with a look that tells you he’s not done, and then walks out of the library.

You sink down, placing your face in your hands.

“Oh my god,” you mumble. “What have I done?”

. . . . .

Yanjun, I feel so lost. I don’t know what Chengcheng will do or what he will say.

What if I’m forced to return home? Or what if I lose this job? What if you end up waiting for nothing?

Yanjun, I’m sorry. I’m such a failure.

~~~

You can’t sleep that night, worried about all the terrifying possibilities that could happen, the worst being you getting fired. You’re pretty sure it’s not a capital offense for a peasant to be able to read the old script, but it’s a matter of honor to most of the nobles. If any of them caught wind of you being able to read, they might push a harsher sentence onto you.

Everything relies on Fan Chengcheng. He may tell, or he may not tell. You hope that it’s the latter, but you don’t know him well enough to say.

Xingjie eyes you suspiciously when you show up in the morning, but says nothing. You can feel waves of concern rolling off of him, but all you do is give him a weak smile. You’re pretty sure Linkai knows something’s up as well, but he acts normally, acting up and teasing you as you wash the breakfast dishes.

You trudge through the day, avoiding Fan Chengcheng as best you can. He’s with his friends, however, and they know you by name, so you have to avoid six people instead of just one.

The hours pass slowly until you’re finally going up to the servants’ quarters to sleep. You’re almost too tired to write Yanjun your daily letter, but you force yourself to pull out a piece of paper, your crude ink and brush, and you tiptoe to your usual writing place.

The candle you light is so dim you can barely see to write, and that’s probably why you don’t register someone walking towards you until you hear the crunching of leaves not far away. You go still, blowing out the candle quickly.

“Liying, I know it’s you,” a voice says. You scrunch up your face in annoyance and exasperation.

Just how many times can you fuck up in two days? And all in front of Fan Chengcheng? You stay silent.

He sits down next to you and lights up a larger lantern, putting the small flame of your candle to shame. You raise your eyebrows.

“Young master, it’s very improper for you to sit like this,” you say.

“Doesn’t matter. So,” he begins, “why are you, a noble, doing the work of servants?”

You bite your lip hard, unsure of how to answer. You don’t want to give yourself away, but you have to say something.

“I need money.” It’s not a lie.

“What for?” he asks.

What is this, an interrogation?

“Personal reasons.”

Chengcheng huffs, and you can dimly see the annoyed pout on his features. It’s cute. “You don’t plan on giving me a straight answer, do you?” he asks.

How do I respond to this? you wonder.

“Not until I trust you,” you finally answer.

At that, Chengcheng laughs. “Fair enough. Though, Liying, I think you can trust me.” He gets up, taking the lantern with him, leaving you enshrouded in darkness.

“Wait,” you say, something he said finally registering in your brain. The lantern stops moving. “How did you know I was a noble?”

“You can tell a lot about people from the way they speak and carry themselves,” Chengcheng says. “And the fact that you can read the old script certainly gives things away. Which reminds me.” A small something lands on your lap. Your fingers fumble with it, recognizing the wrinkled pages and worn cover of the gift Xingjie and Linkai gave to you. “I believe that is yours.”

You’re too shocked to reply.

. . . . .

Fan Chengcheng really confuses me, Yanjun. I’m grateful that I have my book back, but I’m still not sure if he’ll say anything. He hasn’t done anything yet, though, so I’m hoping he won’t.

Honestly, he’s a sweet person. He smiles at all of us servants and treats us nicely. I want to trust him, but it’s hard to know who’s trustworthy and who isn’t. Currently only Xingjie and Linkai know, and I don’t think I’ll be telling anyone anything anytime soon.

Stay safe. Wait for me.

~~~

It’s midnight. You have no candles, no source of light. Only the faint light of the moon guides you as you silently traverse the large estate, sneaking past guards to finally exit the grounds. Your feet take you instinctively to the tree where you meet the messenger.

“Dinghao,” you whisper. Said boy appears quickly, the moonlight illuminating his face. You set a pouch of coins into his hand. “Any updates?”

The usually smiley-faced boy nods seriously. “The fighting is escalating,” he whispers. “Yanjun was injured last time and he’s recovering.”

Your face is tight with worry. “That idiot,” you say fearfully.

“He says he misses you lots and that the money you send is doing much good for the rebellion,” Dinghao finishes.

You swallow. “Tell him that if he gets his ass hurt one more time, I’ll go back and punch him myself,” you say, allowing a tiny smile to creep onto your face. “Tell him I miss him too.”

“Will do,” Dinghao says with a grin. Then, just as quickly as he arrived, he’s melted into the shadows again.

. . . . .

You idiot. I told you not to get hurt. Lin Yanjun, mark my words, you’re going to get it when this whole fiasco is over. Just wait.

~~~

You carry that scrap of a letter with you the whole day as you march around, tight-lipped and white-faced. Linkai immediately guesses what’s wrong and tries to cheer you up, which helps a little bit, but not much.

Dinghao didn’t tell you how bad the injury was, just that he was recovering, and, caught up in the moment, you forgot to ask. This just makes you even more nervous and more scared for his life.

Things get to the point that Fan Chengcheng realizes something’s up when he sees you wringing out the clothes with more force than necessary. You also don’t smile when you wave to him and his friends.

“What’s up with Liying?” Zeren asks, glancing at you with narrowed eyes. “She seems upset.”

Chengcheng shrugs, but he makes up his mind to ask you later. Perhaps it has something to do with the letters you write late at night and your mysterious background.

You finish up work a little earlier than normal and you stalk through the halls, ready to throw yourself in bed and worry some more over Yanjun. Lost in your thoughts, you don’t notice the ball of crumpled paper slip out of your trouser pockets.

“Liying,” a voice calls. You whip around to see Chengcheng holding up your crumpled letter. “You dropped this.”

You sigh, walking back to take it from him. “Thank you,” you say, but he doesn’t give it back. Instead, he uncrumples it, eliciting a slight gasp from you.

“Please-”

It doesn’t take him long to read the four sentences you scrawled on the paper in your worry and anger last night. He looks up wordlessly and hands you the paper.

You shove it back into your trousers, chewing the inside of your cheek in nervousness.

“Lin Yanjun,” he says quietly, as though trying to recall a long-forgotten memory. Then he snaps out of it, looking at you again. “Come with me.” You have no choice but to follow.

Once inside the empty room, he turns to you. “Are you related to the Lin family of the Alynthi kingdom?”

There’s no point in denying it. You nod, the fight leaving you.

“Are you here to escape the dictatorship there?” he asks.

You sigh, then nod again. “Yes.”

“Why would you need money if your family was one of the most powerful in Alynthi?”

“Fan Chengcheng,” you say, for once ignoring proper etiquette, “money gets used up quickly during wartime, and working here pays rather well.” You give him a small, slightly mocking bow.

Chengcheng laughs a little. “It’s quite easy to see you’re a noble when you act like this,” he says. You scrunch your eyebrows in confusion. “The grace of your movements, the simple yet eloquent way you speak. Observe your surroundings, Liying,” he says teasingly. “It’s not hard to tell the difference.”

You roll your eyes. “And this whole time I thought I was hiding myself pretty well,” you mutter.

A louder laugh escapes Chengcheng’s lips. “Don’t worry, my friends are dumb, and my parents are too busy to pay attention to these things. I think Minghao is the only one that’s caught on.”

More silence. Then, you speak. “Are you going to tell?” The words are quiet, but even and calm.

“No,” Chengcheng says, shaking his head. “Why would I?”

. . . . .

Fan Chengcheng is too smart. He made the connection between your name and the Lin family and had me outed in a flash. Thankfully he said he wouldn’t tell.

I hope he’s telling the truth.

Get better. I’m still going to kick your ass when I get back, I promise. Just wait. I will.

~~~

Now that Fan Chengcheng shares your secret, you find yourself more relaxed around him. More often than not, you find him in his room when you come into clean, alone or with his friends. Instead of just leaving like he normally did before, he stays and talks to you if his friends aren’t there.

You talk about nothing and everything, topics ranging from favorite books to food and eventually to family. It’s a touchy subject for both you and him- both of you are separated from your siblings, and though his parents aren’t dead, neither are particularly close to him.

“Do you miss your sister?” you ask one day, pausing in putting his clothes away in the closet.

Chengcheng’s lying on his unkempt bed, reading a book. He sighs. “Yes.”

“What was she like?” you prompt, turning around to him.

A slight scowl comes over his face, replaced by an expression of annoyance and then a slight smile. You snicker. His expressiveness never fails to amuse you.

“You remind me of her,” he finally says. “She was brave-”

“Brave?” you ask, bemused.

“Yes, brave.” Chengcheng puts down the book, looking at you with a raised eyebrow. “How many people would risk their lives to go to a new country with nothing just to support a rebellion back home?” He picks it back up, hiding his face behind the pages.

“Well, when you put it that way, it sounds a lot more heroic,” you mumble.

“Take credit for your actions, Liying. Anyway, Bingbing was also nice, annoying, and intelligent. I couldn’t hide anything from her.”

“Me? Annoying?” you ask in mock offense, placing a dramatic hand on your chest. “I’m offended.”

“Yes, annoying.” Chengcheng sticks his tongue out at you, and you roll your eyes, placing the last shirt back in its place. “What was your brother like?”

“A cocky bitch,” is the first thing that comes out of your mouth, making Chengcheng choke in laughter. “But smart. Expressive. A flirt, I guess, but not overly so. Annoying, just like you-” Chengcheng gasps dramatically, the book falling from his hand to the floor- “but loving.”

“Would I get along with him?” Chengcheng asks. You have to think on this one. “Probably, if you didn’t do anything stupid,” you say. “Why?”

“Curiosity.” He shrugs, picking the book back off the ground. You pick up the broom, ready to sweep. “What are you even reading?” you ask.

“The book you were reading when I caught you.”

You raise an eyebrow. “You don’t strike me as the type of person who likes to read,” you say.

Chengcheng looks over the book at you. “I don’t really, but you seem to like to read a lot so I figured I’d give it a try.”

You don’t know why but that sentence makes you blush pink. “Then what do you like to do?”

Chengcheng sighs. “Dance, talk with my friends. Play piano. Father says I’m going to have a hell of a time running this estate if I don’t find a sensible wife.”

You snicker. “Sensible wife?”

“I’m okay with numbers but apparently I spend too much time on music and I lack common sense,” Chengcheng grumbles.

You laugh harder, leaning against the broom. A brush comes flying at your head, and you duck. “Shut up!” Chengcheng whines.

It’s moments like these where you realize just how much you like and care for the young master. You’d be ecstatic if he felt the same way about you, but there’s no way to confirm it and no way you could act on these feelings in your current situation.

. . . . .

I’m hearing rumors that the dictatorship is about to collapse. Stay safe. Don’t be stupid. I’m waiting for news.

~~~

You have a dream one night. You’re walking in the gardens of your old estate back at home, but there’s someone with you. It isn’t your brother, and you’re pretty sure it’s Chengcheng. That dreamy thought is confirmed when he turns to you, and you can see his face.

He laughs at something you’ve said- you have no idea what- and you look down, and he’s holding your hand. In your dream though, it’s like this occurrence is normal. You’re not even blushing.

Just as you feel the morning waking you up, Chengcheng leans down and places his lips on yours in a fleeting kiss.

You sit up with a jolt, looking around wildly before you realize you’re in the servants’ quarters and that none of what you dreamed actually happened. You will your racing heart to calm down as you stumble to the washroom.

You’re in a daze as the hours pass, feet taking you everything you need and hands doing everything you’re assigned, but your thoughts wander near and far, blush rising in your cheeks every time you think of the young master.

It takes all of your willpower not to collapse in a squiggly mess when you talk to Chengcheng as you clean his room, though you’re pretty sure you haven’t managed to completely get rid of the pink tint on your face.

And you’re correct, you haven’t. Chengcheng notices, and he smiles a little to himself behind the thick book he’s reading.

. . . . .

It’s over, isn’t it? You won’t have to wait much longer.

~~~

There isn’t much to do today, so you, Xingjie, and Linkai get some free time before the sun goes down. You’re walking around the gardens, and Linkai nearly pushes you into one of the ponds before Xingjie manages to pull you away.

As you’re berating the grinning boy, you hear someone running along the path. He yells something that you can’t quite hear, then runs off elsewhere.

You look at your friends, totally confused. “Is he insane?” you ask.

“Dunno, but I want to know what he’s saying,” Linkai says. “Let’s follow him!” He runs off, and you have no choice but to follow him.

It takes you a little while to find the guy, but you finally catch a glimpse of him running past the library doors. He opens his mouth to yell something again.

“Alynthi’s dictatorship has been toppled!” he yells.

You stop short, his words paralyzing you. Xingjie looks at you, face worried.

“Is it true?” Your voice is hardly more than a whisper. “Is it true?”

Your feet unconsciously move, faster and faster, and soon you’re running to catch up to the man. “Is it true?” you ask, gasping. “The dictator is gone?”

“Yes, miss, it is true!” he replies, his eyes elated. “Now I must go to inform the rest of the household!” And he’s off, leaving you shell-shocked on the grass.

It’s over.

It’s over.

It’s over.

Those two words repeat themselves in your brain over and over and over, and your head feels light and you feel dizzy, and your legs are buckling and you’re not sure how long you can keep standing-

The last thing you remember before the consuming darkness is someone shouting your name.

. . . . .

I’m coming back, Yanjun. Wait for me.

~~~

You wake up later in a clean, white bed, sheets tucked neatly around you. Someone sits next to you, and with a start, you realize that it’s Chengcheng, sleeping.

You try to sit up, and your motion must startle him awake because he jolts up, eyes showing relief when he sees your eyes are open.

“Water,” you croak. He grabs a glass off a nearby table and hands it to you. You take a long drink. “Why are you here?” you ask.

“You collapsed when you heard the news, so Xingjie and I carried you here,” he says, playing with his fingers. There’s a long moment of silence.

“Are you going to leave now?” he asks quietly. You know he’s not referring to staying in the infirmary.

You shrug. “Maybe not now, but soon,” you reply. “When I do, please tell your parents for me.” Silence falls again.

Chengcheng suddenly encloses your hand in his. You gasp and instinctively try to pull your hand away, but he holds on. “Let me stay like this,” he whispers. “Just for now.” The playful Chengcheng you knew is gone for moment, replaced by a serious and sad face.

You relax into his hold, even leaning your head against his shoulder as the minutes pass.

When dawn comes, neither of you wants to let go.

. . . . .

Two days later, there’s an uproar in the Fan household when you simply disappear from servants’ quarters at night. Two other servants disappear that same night as well, without so much as a note.

Chengcheng knows where you’ve gone, of course. He suffers quietly, telling only his parents and friends. They look at him with concern as he goes through the days in silence, waiting for anything from you. Just a sign that you’re safe.

Then, a month later, a letter arrives for him, written on a strip of fine paper.

I’m safe, Cheng. Just wait for me. I’ll come back.

. . . . .

- A year later -

Fan Chengcheng is annoyed and pissed. He’s told his parents he doesn’t want this, but of course they go against his wishes and do it anyway. He glares at the mirror as a servant makes last minute adjustments to his outfit.

A year has gone by since you left his estate. A whole year, and you’ve only sent one letter to him. He pouts unconsciously at the thought. He’s waited so long.

And now, for his coming-of-age birthday, he’s required to choose a wife out of all the noble girls in attendance of his party. A nauseating feeling comes over him, and Zeren snickers from where he’s sitting on Chengcheng’s bed, talking with Quanzhe.

“You’ll be fine, Cheng,” Zhengting says soothingly. Chengcheng doesn’t deign to reply.

He doesn’t know how dense his parents are to not have noticed that he only cares about you. He doesn’t want to marry any of the other noble girls around. Just you. But no, they promised him that they’d only pick the best and allow them to the party. Like that even mattered to him.

In his eyes, you’re the best. No one else matters.

When he enters the party, he plasters on a small, polite smile to mask his confusion over the fact that all the girls are wearing masks. He can’t figure out who most of them are, though he does manage to identify Mei Xu and a couple of others who are known for their ostentatiousness.

Talking, drinking, eating. Chengcheng feels himself getting more and more miserable with every minute that passes, despite his friends’ best efforts to cheer him. He does his best to be polite to the girls, but it’s so hard. He can’t even bring himself to dance with more than a couple. Finally, the party is almost over, and he’s called to stand in the front of the room so that all the girls can reveal theirselves.

There are two lines of girls, and they are each escorted forward, one at a time, by a male family member before they curtsy and take off their mask so that he can see who they are. Polite smiles, polite smiles, he keeps telling himself each time another girl takes off her mask and it isn’t you.

Finally, there are only two girls left. He hasn’t spoken to either of them the entire night, but Chengcheng can feel the slight hope he had draining out of his body with each second that passes.

A girl with a rosy red dress and gold mask is escorted forward by her father and introduces herself as Lang Yujin, daughter of the Lang house. Chengcheng nods and smiles mechanically, trying to catch a glimpse of the last girl in line. She’s too far back, however, so he just gives up. He fiddles with the ring he was told to give to the girl he chose.

The last girl steps forward, an elegant but simple turquoise garment covering her body. Her mask is blue, ornamented with gold. Chengcheng feels like he sees your grace in her movements, but he dares not hope in case that hope is shattered.

A handsome young man that Chengcheng doesn’t recognize escorts her forward, introducing himself as her brother. Chengcheng remembers that your parents are both dead, so if you were here, your brother would be the one to escort you. However, he doesn’t say his name, so Chengcheng is left wondering.

The girl curtsies deeply, then raises her hands to pull off the mask. Chengcheng finds himself holding his breath, hoping, hoping for a miracle.

As though in slow motion, the girl removes the mask gracefully, then lifts her face to gaze at him.

Chengcheng can’t breathe.

“Good evening, young master Fan,” you say as smoothly as you can, a slight waver in your voice, a hint of a smile on your face. “I am Lin Liying, daughter of the Lin house of Alynthi.”

[tolwenjun]

30 Questions Tag

Tagged by: @ninepercentincorrect, @akaimps, and @huangkinghao <3

Nickname: izzy, iz, fizz

Zodiac: scorpio (p much through and through except that dark weird sexual shit)

Height: 5′7″

Age: 16

Time: 12:00PM

Favourite band / Artist: top korean artists would be nct, sunmi, sf9, blackpink, and jung joonyoung. other artists would include miscellaneous pop/alternative pop artists

Song stuck in my head: gangsta by noir

Last film I watched: i think...the beauty inside

Other blogs: apart from my data blogs i have @clumsychanyeol, @sejunhee, @najaemina, and @ohggirls (it’s a problem)

Do I get asks?: sometimes

Why I chose this username: tol boyo + wenjun = tolwenjun

Following: 159

Amount of sleep I get: usually 6-7 max

Lucky numbers: 3...it doesnt mean much tho

What I’m wearing: jeggings and crop top

Dream Job: political scientist or like a job that involves traveling

Favourite food: lately it’s been fruit

Instruments: used to play piano and flute, now i just sing

Sports: i used to do soccer, ballet and track though my body does not do well with sports that involve running so-

Hair: brown/black and tres long

Eyes: boring brown

Most iconic song: don’t really have one...

Languages: english and learning french

Random Fact: i own a lot of white shirts...idk why

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: cute, fluffy doggos

Favourite songs: right now it’s into you by yuri + her whole new album, airplane mode by noir, 비상 by crossgene, and i’m fine by bts

Tagging: i mean i feel like everybody’s done it...so if you haven’t or want to do it go ahead

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*GIF CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL CREATOR*

[REQUEST: hello! just dropping by to say that i love your AUs so much 😭💖💖 can i.. request.. for a zeren imagine maybe ;; like a high school au? thank you~]

so zeren has been planning this for weeks on end

but even with all the preparation, he’s still scared

justin is on gaurd duty & keeps you busy while the rest of the yuehua boys set up in the main hall

luckily quanzhe is close with the principal so he doesn’t mind

“xinchun please dont fall” zhengting whines as he tries to stand on a chair to hang another flower

“im younger. my bones aren’t as fragile as yours,” xinchun whispers under his breath

“HEY PUNK!”

“ZHENGTING STOP JUSTIN SAYS HE CANT KEEP HER ANY LONGER! T MINUS TWO MINUTES!” wenjun screams, rushing around to get everyone in place

since zeren is absolutely no help

he lines everyone up and hands then all the posters

justin is trying to drag you back outside but you insist that you need to grab a book from your locker

as soon as you enter the main hall music starts to play

you look up and see all of the yuehua boys holding up signs

Quanzhe: HEY

Wenjun: YOU

Zhengting: HEY

Xinchun: YOU

Chengcheng: HEY

Zeren: PICK ME FOR PROM?

there are flowers and rose petals everywhere

Justin rushes behind you and grabs the bouquet and hands them to you

wenjun cuts the music as you near zeren

“what is all of this?” you blush. “is this why everyone keeps asking if i have a date to prom yet?”

“i-uh-i-“ zeren lets out a breathy laugh. “you make me so nervous, y/n. i hope you don’t mind this. it’s a bit over the top, isn’t it?”

“no. it’s perfect.”

he scratches the back of his neck, “you know, i’ve always had a crush on you. and i know this isn’t the right time to confess but i can’t go another day hanging out with you and not letting you know.”

you hug him tightly, “that’s a relief because i like you too.”

justin holds his hand out, walking down the line and smirking as everyone hands him a five dollar bill

“what is going on?” zeren asks

“justin has prom ticket money now,” the younger laughs. “these fools said that you were too pretty to like zeren back but i had faith.”

“justin, i told you i liked zeren a long time ago.”

“WHAT?!”

“YOU’RE DEAD MEAT KID!”

ANYWAYS FLASH FORWARD TO PROM NIGHT!

so zeren helped you pick out a prom dress

and he even got a tux to match

ten thousand pictures

yuehua swears you’re their date too

“i didn’t ask anyone because i didn’t want y/n to think i was cheating on her” -chengcheng

“well, i didn’t even think of asking anyone because y/n is the only one i ever think of” -wenjun

“all of you are so greasy” -zhengting

so prom is really fun

everyone chipped in and got a limo to take you guys

lots of dancing and pictures

PHOTO BOOTH!

when the slow song starts, chengcheng pulls you onto the floor and starts to dance with you

“i thought i was zerens date?”

“zeren is also too shy to ask you to dance to a song like this with you. i thought maybe,” he puts his hands on your waist, “this would get him angry enough to get out here”

and sure enough, zeren is stomping over to the dance floor

“sorry, chengcheng, i’m going to have to steal this dance from you.”

chengcheng winks before walking away

zeren is actually shaking as he dances with you

“calm down,” you tell him

he sighs, resting his head against yours

“you just make me nervous”

“why?”

“because you’re you, and i’m just...me. im not as smooth as chengcheng or as charming as justin. quanzhe is pretty adorable and zhengting could sweep you off your feet without trying. and don’t even get me started on xinchun or wenjun.”

you smile, shaking your head. “i have always had a little crush on you, zeren. you are kind hearted and funny. i never found myself wanted to punch you in the face like the others make me wanna do. you always put everyone’s feelings before your own and i admire that.”

“i just like making others happy,” he shrugs.

“well, you are doing a great job,” you reply.

zeren is blushing softly, looking around and seeing all of yuehua mouthing at him to kiss you

zeren thinks to hell with it

“y/n?” he whispers, “i hope you don’t mind.”

and he just plants one on you

he’s internally screaming because he’s been wanting this since freshman year

and now he has it

when he pulls away, he’s redder than the fruit punch that may or may not have been spiked

“was that okay?”

“more than okay.”

and yeah, you guys danced all night to the best song ever

fifteen year old me is cringing right now

ok the end.

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