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⋆·˚ ༘ * happy new year

"happy new year to you with xingqiu and chongyun"

ship: chongyun x xingqiu (both aged up to age 17/18)

wc: 1214

🌊 notes from aki : was writing this in a rush so i could post this before the new years. hope you all still enjoy it!! happy new year to everyone!!

Parties were never Chongyun’s thing. Crowded people plus the number of spicy hot chips made his yang energy go absolutely bonkers, he wasn't sure what got him into this situation, shuffling out of people’s way in Xinyan’s house as loud music boomed from the overhead speakers.

He blamed Xingqiu for this. To be frank, when is it not Xingqiu’s idea. The two were like the stereotypical extrovert and introvert duo, where the extrovert practically drags the other out of his warm cocoon in his room to socialize. What’s so fun about socializing anyway. You spend all your energy talking to people who probably won’t remember your name by the end of the night, and you have to figure out ways to keep the conversation going. Chongyun wished talking to people was as easy as talking with Xingqiu.

Xingqiu made talking easy. He doesn’t care if Chongyun stayed quiet, the boy could probably talk someone’s ear off if no one stopped him. There was always something Xingqiu was talking about, whether it be a paper Xingqiu was writing for school, or one of his father’s new trades from the Feiyun Commerce Guild. Chongyun loved the way Xingiu talked, it wasn’t overwhelming or forced, it sometimes feel like Xingqiu was telling a story, even if the story was as boring as trading silk or stock.

“I see you hiding, Yunyun.” Xingqiu came up to Chongyun’s side, handing him a plastic cup with some colorless liquid in it. “It’s not vodka, calm your yang. It’s water, I swear, I even put in some mint in it to help with the overheating.”

Chongyun smiled as he grabbed the cup, carefully tilting it as the liquid touched his lips, the cool sensation confirmed Xingqiu’s words with it actually being water. The water and the mint helped with the heat, and Chongyun no longer feels like he is the sun reincarnated, but the more pressing matter is how close Xingqiu is to him. 

From years of being best friends, being close physically is really no big deal, but to Chongyun it is a bigger deal than it should be. See, Chongyun has had this gigantic crush on his best friend since, well since he could really remember. He thought every best friend felt like that until he was talking to Xiangling, and she jumped up and squealed, shaking Chongyun’s shoulder like he was some sort of pinata. That was when he realized his feelings for Xingqiu most definitely were more than platonic.

Unfortunate for him, Xingqiu has always been popular and the most oblivious person Chongyun has ever known. There will be times Chongyun most definitely flirted with him (he did not, he told a joke and expected Xingqiu to take it as a flirt) but Xingqiu didn’t seem to catch on, and Chongyun is convinced everyone at school is also in love with Xingqiu, cause who wouldn’t be?

“So, spill it.”

“Hm?”

“You got that thinking look again, I’ve known you long enough to know you have a thinking look. Even though you rarely think.” Xingqiu teased, poking Chongyun’s temple. “So spill it, let me in on the tea.”

“There is no tea.”

“Oh bull! You can’t fool me! I’m your best friend! Now spill before I force it out of you.”

“I told you! There is nothing to spill! I am not hiding anything!”

“Your face is red, and its the different red from when you’re overheating and you drank my water so you most definitely are NOT overheating, so must be blushing. Oh my god, is there a new girl? Is it Xiangling? Or Yanfei? I feel like you like those scholar-type people.”

Well, he got one thing right. Chongyun does like scholar-type people.

Chongyun playfully turned his head aside, pouting his lips which elicited a big whine from Xingqiu, who proceeded to tackle him by the waist with tickles, causing Chongyun to double over in laughter, trying to pry Xingqiu’s hands off of his ticklish spots.

“Count down in a minute!”

“A Qiu, stop! It tickles!” Chongyun giggled, both of them now on the floor with Xingqiu straddled on top of him with legs on either side of Chongyun’s hips, his hands frantically working their way on Chongyun’s ticklish waist.

“Tell me what you were thinking! Is it a girl? If it is I can just ask her number for you!”

“It’s not a girl!”

“Is it a boy? Or someone else? I mean I’m not discriminating anyone, you know I’m bi anyway!”

“A Qiu!”

“30 seconds folks!” Xinyan yelled from behind, the group had gathered around the balcony, Yanfei hooked up on FaceTime with Yoimiya who seems to be having a fantastic fireworks show going on back in Inazuma. 

“Just tell me!”

“It’s nothing!”

“If it’s nothing then why are you blushing!”

“Maybe it’s cause you’re so close to me!”

Chongyun was right. The two of them were incredibly close, their faces only inches apart and Chongyun could smell the faint scent of alcohol in Xingqiu’s breath (Chef Mao was there to supervise, so it was alright). Chongyun swore Xingqiu’s eyes had spirals or some sort of hypnosis magic in it, cause he could feel like he was drowning in his amber eyes. 

“10 seconds!’

His navy hair was brushing against Chongyun’s own forehead, it tickled.

“9 seconds!”

One of Xingqiu’s hands were on his waist, the other on the ground supporting his own body above Chongyun’s.

“8 seconds!”

Chongyun could count how many eyelashes Xingqiu has from his angle. He has a lot, but the point was they were very close.

“7 seconds!”

“I-I think you’re overheating Chongyun, do you want uh, a water?” Chongyun nodded but neither of them moved a muscle.

“6!”

“W-we are really close aren’t we.” Chongyun only seem to be able to nod.

“5!”

“Your lips are really dry, you should use chapstick more often.”

“4!”

Chongyun licked his lips, Xingqiu was right, they were very dry.

“3!”

“Can I kiss you?”

“2!”

“What?”

“1!” 

Before Chongyun could process his reply, Xingqiu’s lips were already on his. Neither of them moved, and Chongyun could only suck in a large breath. It’s really happening. His lips were soft, pressing against his own dry ones. Chongyun has dreamt of this exact moment more than he’d like to admit, and he is just surprised it is actually happening right now. Chongyun could smell the faint scent of books on him, probably from his clothes being stored wardrobe with his books. 

There weren’t much movement, it was the awkward teen kiss you could imagine in all those movies and teen fiction. There weren’t sparkles or butterflies, no electricity running through his body liked how Xingqiu told him (Xingqiu was practically a walking audiobook). Just his top lip safely secured between Xingqiu’s. Their noses were touching, and Chongyun was about to go into overheat from the heat radiating off Xingqiu.

They pulled away, panting slightly from the lack of breathing that just happened. 

“Why did you do that?” Chongyun asked, still panting slightly.

“I’ve been wanting to do that. And you were there so I just-”

“I’m glad you did it. I liked it.” Chongyun blushed. “We should do it again sometime.”

“Happy new year Yunyun.”

“Happy new year to you too, A Qiu.”

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