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98hwas · 5 years ago

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strings of fate 🎀

featuring :: fan chengcheng

summary :: the red string looped around his fingers laid hanging by his pinkie, a lucky being whose life wasn’t played in the hands of whimsical fate yet, a man free to love whoever he wanted. and there was you, a being blessed by fate with eyes which saw the fate of others, but never yourself.

genre :: angst, fluff

rating :: some light swearing? so pg13

word count :: ~3.3k

style :: bullet scenario

so you have this gift curse but i guess people call anything magical a gift because being normal is boring and that’s the real curse but yes, you can see the strings of fate of others

so a little more detail on your little gift, you could see the string of fate of others, a singular thread, the one which represent the fated person who will complement you well. some people have their fates matched since young, others have a free hanging string waiting for them to discover their fated person, or sometimes fate will match them later on in life.

and there was one last group, a minority that you were convinced you were the singular being within that category, you didn’t have the red string of fate

nothing

nothing at all, no matter which angled you tried to look, or tried to find that red string, it had never been there

you used to convince yourself that it was simply a blindspot of the ability as any superpower had it limitations

although you could never quite get the nagging feeling that perhaps you never had a fated person to begin with but you were quick to push these thoughts aside since it was better to see things positively

so you were been friends with chengcheng, a pure coincidence born because you attended the same kindergarten as the boy and your surname fell close to his and the teachers made you pair up with him and thus began your interactions with the boy

so it has been 14 years??? and somehow you’re still stuck with him, although you’re not complaining since along the years, maybe around high school, you realised you were crushing on your dorky childhood friend who ate too much, annoyed you from hell and all the way back, but always stayed loyal to you as a friend despite your bickering over sometimes the most absurd things

“the taiyaki should be eaten from the tail”

“no nononono, you start from the mouth”

also had once said that he eats marshmallows straight off the bag without roasting them in a barbecue because they are the same as roasted marshmallow and he didn’t see the difference and you got so offended that you spent the next fifteen minutes of your life toasting the perfect marshmallow to prove him wrong only to realise he had said that to trick you into roasting the marshmallow for him because he was too lazy

but yeah, you had that kind of friendship dynamics going on which you were fine with

okay

you were not so fine with because a heart in love just wants more but you were too damn scared to act on your fat crush

the fears gnawed at you, even if he accepted and became your boyfriend, what were you supposed to do if chengcheng’s string suddenly connect with someone else?

do you give up on him? and just let him go because there is someone who is destined for him out there and him being tied down to you was denying him of a future he should have

or worse what if he leaves you because you were always second and never the first choice for anyone because you have no fated person to begin with

you had given up on hoping for your pinkie to grow a string because, honestly, it isn’t going to happen

so with these fears, you had instead chosen to simply take the grand first row seat as the oblivious boy told you his crushes and you pretty much became the confidant whenever he had a significant other

oh i forgot to mention but your secret ability to see the string of fate of others? you told no one, not even chengcheng because your mum really felt like she will murder whoever knows of this family secret

and yes, so you have witness 3? 4? relationships in the past 14 years of friendship with the male and all of which you tide over by throwing yourself in anything and everything that you can distract yourself with

you even tried going out with other people but most of them ended within months so you eventually gave up

although you couldn’t help but feel relieved whenever you glance down and see that his string remain unattached even through so many relationships he was in

although you lived with trepidation, in fear to see that one day, his string would attach to someone and that was the last straw that kill any hope of your love being reciprocated because you will. WILL. have to back off, you may be in love but you were such an asshole to deny chengcheng of a better future

also he noticed your habit of looking down at left hand

“y/n, i notice that whenever you see me, you always look down at my hand???”

and you needing to not expose yourself and your secret you always shrug and change the topic before he could press any further

it was university, both of you were freshmen, of the same faculty, same major

so you were still stuck with chengcheng and still had the front seat to his love life

you noticed his crush earlier than chengcheng himself

a young boy in love, awkwardly shy but incredible soft, a side you never knew he had beyond the dorky self he was and that made you jealous

but with countless experience, you kept it cool because better being friends than having any semblance of relationship shattered over your petty feelings

so one day when both of you were lounging in his bedroom, taking a break from the project you were working on as he said, “y/n. you know qinqin?”

you glanced up from your phone only to spot the same shy boy, show hesitated with the beginning of a smile curling his lips, your heart dropped a little but you merely hummed, “yes? what about her?”

“i think i like her”

and like always, a practiced line came out automatically as you encouraged him to do what you wants as long as he didn’t regret it

although this time, you found yourself asking, the question passing your lips even before you had the chance to process them

“hey, chengcheng, do you believe in the string of fate?”

and the male who was amused replied, “maybe? but that did be so dope if it is true. but why though?”

“nah… just curious.” you were surprised that he didn’t catch the bitterness behind your words.

within a month, chengcheng began going out with qinqin, a girl who you had known her name and face but little to nothing about her

but it was a glance at her pinkie did you see the red string around her pinkie extending to connect with another school mate, a male who seemed to be acquainted with qinqin as well

and the sirens in your head went off, you could almost foresee the future events, one of heartbreak for chengcheng, and you knew the male had always been particularly sensitive and you didn’t wish to see his heart get broken especially knowing how deeply invested he was in the current relationship

so you tried to hint to him, an uphill task which was hard because you had to hide your ability while trying to convince chengcheng who interpreted your actions as trying to tear him apart from qinqin because you were jealous of his closeness with qinqin

and of course, i guess the frustration got to you because you spouted a rather careless remark, “i hope you don’t regret not listening to me when it really happens”

oh boy did you fuck up big time

and both of you slipped into a period of cold war

a first in 14 years of your life and you felt bad, super awful over what you said but you can’t take back what you said and chengcheng pretty much pulled a ninja card on you and was never in sight when you tried to find him, and when you do find him he was with other friends you didn’t know or qinqin herself

so you gave up trying, only to have yourself to blame for meddling

it was one day when you have thrown your miserable self deep into your studies did you receive angry knocks on your door

opening, standing by your doorstep was chengcheng, broken and bitter, he chuckled bitterly, “we broke up.”

your eyes darted down to his left hand, the string was still unattached

“are you happy now, y/n? that what you hoped happened? that i didn’t listen to you?”

your eyes dropped to stare hard at the wooden flooring, the back of your eyes stinging with the sudden gathering moisture threatening to fall

guilt, it gnawed at you, hurt, it struck at you like a dagger digging into your stomach and ugly ugly relief washed you, making you disgusted.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn-”

“well it is too late, y/n, you can’t take back what you-”

“I know!” the words burst past you lips as your gaze flew up to meet his, which were dark with stormy emotions

“i know…” you whispered, swallowing the growing lump pushing against your throat

“if i wasn’t cursed with these ability”

your mutter didn’t go unheard by the male narrowed his eyes at you, “what do you mean?”

“nothing,” hasty to cover up, the worst cover up lie was thrown only making the male advance closer, “lying now, huh? i guess our friendship is really nothing to you, y/n.”

and that’s when you snapped

“look, you want to know? alright, here’s the deal, so listen up, fan chengcheng. her string was connected to someone else that wasn’t yours and fate doesn’t give us humans much control over our choices, you will never becomes her first because is someone else much better than you for you. and i know what it’s like to always be second to someone and never the first, it hurts. it fucking hurts. i know i was in no place to say those things and regarding your question, if i was jealous of you and qinqin? yes i am, i am jealous that she had a chance with you because i will never have one but you know what, i am happy being friends with you but i guess we won’t be anymore seeing the state of things right now. so yeah, i’ve got better things to do so please get out.”

somehow you managed to hold your tears back as you pushed a stunned chengcheng out of your door before slamming it shut

it was over, you fucked things up big time, not only did you reveal your ability, you had dropped the bomb of your crush and ended your friendship with him

well done

well done indeed

and the weeks after that night, you became the one who pulled the ninja card on chengcheng, refusing to be anywhere near him because you knew you did sob your eyes out over ruining your 14 year friendship over something so petty because you couldn’t contain your jealousy unlike the previous times

four weeks in your mission to avoiding chengcheng, while rushing to a sudden change in project meeting venue, you had flung yourself into the seminar room ready to apologise for not noticing the message because you had drowned yourself in work, you had instead came face to face with the very person you were trying to avoid

“sorry, i think i’ve gotten the wrong room, i’ll take my lea-”

“y/n, can we talk? please?”

hands gripped the doorknob, you were ready to bolt until the kicked puppy eyed glance went your may made your will crumble as you sighed relenting as you stepped into the room, “alright. ten minutes.”

scrolling to set the timer, you hit the start button.

00:09:59.37

he looked haggard, tired, worn, much worse than few weeks back, and you knew you were the cause of his current state, if you just didn’t open your fat mouth and let things take its course

you saw the male perk up but simply disregarded the action as you settled atop of the table, “what business do you have with me?”

“i’m sorry for that nigh-”

you could feel tears gathering at the very mention of that night as your hands sought purchase on the edges of the table, knuckles gripped white as he fought to maintain your cool

not in front of him

never

“it’s fine, i was clearly in the wrong for what i’ve done and if you wish to apologise, it’s heard and we are chill, if there’s nothing els-”

“y/n, please listen.”

the plea shot straight into your soft spot for the male which had never left no mattered how hard you had willed yourself to give up on the male, “okay”

“i’ve heard about it from your mum- regarding your ability, that is.”

your gaze shot up at his words, wide as saucers - you mum knew

you’re officially dead, your mum is going to ship you off to some deserted island to hide you and there went your youth-

“i explained the situation, and promised to not share your secret with my entire body and soul. and i’m sorry for putting you in such a difficult spot, you were looking out for me but yet i-”

“it’s fine, you didn’t know, i never told you,” you deflated a little as you shook your head with a wry smile

the silence dragged between the two of your until you heard a whisper, one which nearly got swallowed by the humming silence, “how long? for how long did you like me?”

lips pursed, your gaze cast down, refusing to meet the burning gaze that was staring right at you, “high school.”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“i was scared” you felt tired, your legs pulled up to fold against your chest as you buried your head against your knees

“… why?”

you felt a choked bitter chuckle escape your lips at the question, your eyes lifted to finally meet chengcheng’s

“why? because your string isn’t attached to anyone and-”

you sucked in a shaky breath, lifting your left hand to stare at the empty vacuum surrounding your pinkie, “i don’t have a string, chengcheng.”

your phone beeped and your hand was quick to snatch it up, grateful of the interruption as he pushed yourself off the table and grabbed your bag

just as you were about to leave the room, chengcheng blurted out, “then, can we at least go back to being friends?”

you hesitated, as seconds dragged to minutes, you shrugged, “if you want to.”

and you left

so post cold war period was a stage of rebuilding broken bridge, including chengcheng being overly eager to reconnect with you and make up for the time lost

and while you were still uncomfortable, the familiar presence of your childhood friend won out the uncertainty as you were glad to have your childhood friend back although you would never admit it back to chengcheng

some things had changed, chengcheng asked you a lot about your ability and knowing that you could talk about it freely, you began talking about what you can see and answering his curious questions

things were fine, some of the wounds in your hear never quite closed, and you know staying with chengcheng will only allow the sparks of love you harbour for him to linger but you didn’t care anyway, too relieved to have your childhood friend back

so fast forwarding a year, things were fine, both of you have settled back into a comfortable dynamic which never quite differed from the past although chengcheng seemed to be a little more attentive to you and your emotions than before which struck at your soft spot for him

and it so suddenly, at a time you never expected

he texted you asking you to come to a meeting room to help him to shift some files, and while you complained and grumbled, you had begrudgingly agreed

but the meeting room was pitch black

“chengcheng?” you had called and the lights flickered on, instead of a place filled with haphazardly stacked files, it was decorated with so much red that you thought your eyes were going mad from the red petals on the floor, red streamers crossing the ceiling

and you were like wHaT iS gOiNg oN??????

“what prank is this?”

and chengcheng nearly broke the face of seriousness to roll his eyes at your apprehensive comment

“do you like it, y/n?” he had gestured to the room

and you surveyed it once again - too much red - too much and all you could offer was a “maybe?”

although you were quick to supply a following statement in case the male got sad, “but a+ for the effort.”

and that made the male chuckle, a low quiet one as long strides were taken to close the distance between you and him

“i thought about it for a very long time, harder than i’ve done before.”

clearly not following where the male was trying to lead to you could only nod dumbly, and chengcheng suddenly lifted his left hand asking, “how is my string doing?”

“uhm? single pringle as ever?” you offered hesitantly only to see the male break into a wide smile as he dug into his pockets, turning his body away as though to shield what he was doing away from you

and you being you, you got a little impatient, “chengcheng, i swear-”

and you were hushed by the male who leaned in to press a finger to your lips before reaching to grab your left hand

a woolly feeling slipped around your pinkie before chengcheng glanced up with a smile, “what about now?”

a red woollen string extending from his left pinkie to loop around yours sat in your gaze before disbelief and denial set in

“chengcheng, if you’re joking right now, i think it is time to stop, and if this is out of pity, it is fine, i am happy being frie-”

“but what if i want more than that?”

you stuttered to a stop, startled by the sincere graze transfixed upon you, suddenly at a loss at what to do

and stupid stupid insecurities floated upon before any semblance of happiness could arise

“aren’t you cruel? what will i do if your string connects to someone else in the future?”

your head dropped fringe falling forward to shield the first wave of tears which slipped past

“it won’t happen.”

“liar, you don’t know, i don’t think i can handle another round of heartbreak, chengcheng,” you sucked in a shaky breath as your chin tucked itself further inwards

“it won’t happen, trust me?” from the edge of your gaze, you saw him extend an open palm towards you, the silly red woollen string sitting awkwardly around his pinkie

“prove it to me then” you felt petty saying that but you needed to prove to yourself that this was not a mere figment of your imagination

and you felt a hand gently tilt your head up, a thumb moving to vrush the stray tears away before your felt the warm sensation of lips ghosting the nose, a tender murmur breathed only for you, “I like you, I like you a lot, y/n. so go out with me?”

it was a leap of faith but for your one fat crush, you did take it anytime

left hand searching for his as he dived into his arms, your answers came in a chant of incoherent ‘yes’s before you looked at your boyfriend, a smile so warm, so soft, and so fond, and that smile was reserved only for you.

“you know, i think the reason why my string is always unattached because you’re the one i’m waiting for, until the day your red string appears, mine will continue to wait for yours.”

a/n: haha so i tried, this turnt out real long, and i think the ending is so cheesy good bye but i had to satisfy my chengcheng feels so hope yall enjoyed it ? and if yall want more, feel free to hmu and i will try my best to write them c’:

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xxdreaminadream · 5 years ago

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nine percent reaction to their s/o being late for a date!

request: Can you do a Nine Percent reaction to their s/o being late for a date? Please? 😁 By the way, you can call me Evanism Anon!

a/n: im sorry for taking so much time! thank you anyways for requesting things! and wow it feels special you are my. first anon. love you.

cai xukun:

he would be standing in front of the restaurant where you were supposed to meet him. but you were dreadfully late this time.

he wouldn’t stop looking at the clock, at least 2 times a minute, if not more. kun wouldn’t stop muttering to himself things like “where are you” or “no one has ever stood me up, what the hell” big ego headass

eventually, as he was going to give up and go home after waiting something like an hour, you arrived, running and out of breath. he looked at you completely lost, he didn’t know if he should act angry or relieved anymore.

after staring at you for a strong minute, he finally sighed before reaching out to you.

- come on honey, let’s hurry up if you wanna eat.

chen linong:

a panicked bub. you were supposed to meet him at the park at 2pm, and at 2:15pm you weren’t here. he obviously started panicking. too much. he would spam you of messages, snaps and calls, while describing your physical appearance to random strangers to know if they had seen you. he was starting to think that something bad had happened to you, until you almost gave him a jump scare by jumping on his back, apologising for being late.

- i thought something bad happened to you! how could you make me wait? you’re truly a demon.

fan chengcheng:

dates with chengcheng were always the epitome of lazy. tonight, you were supposed to go at his place to watch movies and sleep. but having a lazy boyfriend gave you bad habits, and you weren’t paying attention at the time. when you arrived at his place, he wasn’t here. you decided to call him, only to realise that you were one hour late, and that he had tried to call you 8 times. he called another time, and you answered.

- god i thought you had been kidnapped and that they were searching for me. let me unlock the door, and don’t laugh, i truly got scared.

huang justin:

a literal baby. you were supposed to meet up after school to go to the coffee shop, but you hadn’t shown up. he had the time to wait for you in front of the school, to go to the coffee shop, and then come back, and you still weren’t here. he was a bit worried, but he quickly understood that you had an extra hour in class. so he waited, a long time, until you finally showed up. when he heard you calling his name while running toward him, his face lightened up with a smile. you jumped on his back, and he immediately started giving you a piggyback ride to the coffee shop.

- i wasn’t that worried but.. don’t make me wait that long again. i was really bored without you.

lin yanjun:

annoyed. very annoyed. when you showed up 2 hours late because your mother wouldn’t leave you alone, he couldn’t be anything but really annoyed. the 30 minutes-long car ride to the restaurant was cold, so cold, until he finally snapped at you because you dared to sigh. you yelled back at him because of the frustration that had pilled up in you. when you finished, tears were streaming down your face and your makeup was ruined. he parked the car and looked at you, and then asked you to look at him.

- i’m so sorry baby. i didn’t mean to make you cry. please don’t hate me. he cupped your face with his hands. come on, fuck all of this classy dinner. let’s eat nuggets in the car while talking together. does it seem great to you?

zhu zhengting:

zhengting gives me kinda shady (he reminds me of ryeowook actually) vibes. if you were late, he would start by calling you, nicely, but as he left more and more vocal messages to you, you could hear the contrariety building up in his voice.

but all of this frustration disappeared when you showed up in front of the fancy restaurant you guys were supposed to go to. you were looking so gorgeous, everything about you made his heart flutter. he, nonetheless, tried to keep his resting bitchface as you guys entered the restaurant.

but the second you grabbed his hand and asked him if he was okay, his emotionless face broke in a smile. he squished your hand in his, and looked at you as you sat in front of him.

- i’m always okay if i’m with you, right? but don’t make me wait for half an hour again. or i’ll ditch you for wenjun, he said while laughing.

wang ziyi:

dates with ziyi were always special. it was always at unexpected places. this time, it was at his studio. unfortunately, one of your clingy and too chatty neighbors had decided to tell you about how sick his cat was. you, being too polite and quite invested in the story, you didn’t notice that you were getting late, way too late.

when your neighbor left you, you were already 1 1/2 hour late. you ran to his studio, declining all his calls to be faster. when you arrived, he was pissed off. really pissed off. you sat on his lap, and told him what happened, while he was holding your waist tightly.

- but, is his cat okay? he asked while chuckling.

xiao gui:

linkai doesn’t have the time to get angry. he barely can get upset. at most, he will be annoyed. that’s what he was, annoyed, when you showed up one hour late at his apartment.

he was jamming to a$ap rocky’s latest song when you entered. he barely heard you, glanced at you, and acted as if you weren’t here. linkai and you being the most annoying couple, you started bumping your head in his arm for attention. you guys naturally started fighting, and the sort of fight was now forgotten.

- i love you shithead, linkai started, but don’t make me wait any longer. or i’ll bite your arm off or whatever.

you zhangjing:

whatever zhangjing and you had to celebrate, you were always going to that thai restaurant you guys loved.

today was zhangjing’s birthday, and you were supposed to meet up at 6pm at the restaurant. but the traffic was awful, and you were going to be late, very late.

when you finally arrived, you were one hour late. you ran in the restaurant, only to find zhangjing happily sitting around the table, with 4-5 plates around him. you sat next to him, and he smiled to you, before asking why you seemed so stressed.

- but why would you be worried? see! i’m happy, i was waiting for you, i knew you were going to arrive eventually. everything’s okay. but i’ll be very, very angry at you if you don’t say happy birthday to me within the next 5 seconds.

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