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CHENGCHENG + ZHANGJING 

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Cause she chose majority soft pics, so here is a soft group pic of the boys uwu <3

Cai Xukun

Can I just say one more time, silver hair Kunkun is *chefs kiss*

Alright, for this, I’d imagine that Kun was attending your graduation (high school or university, whichever you’d like) and when it was finally your turn to go up and take your paper/medal/diploma, etc; Kun would instantly smile, pointing at you/wave at you when you turn around to face the audience. I would also feel that Kun would brag about you to the people around him (if it’s your parents then he’ll be like ‘she’s so amazing’).

“That’s my girl!! Yeap!! That stunning, breath-taking, kind-hearted, smart girl is mine. You go sweetheart!!”

Chen Linong

OMO LOOK HOW SOFT NONGNONG IS WITH THAT CAT!! I DIE

Alright!! For this one, I feel that you guys are roommates and were heading back when you guys noticed this cat that doesn’t look alright. Nongnong (being the animal lover he is) would go over to the cat and pet it. When Nongnong said that the cat seems to be sick, he would suggest to bring it to the vet; which you agreed, without question.

After getting checked, the vet gave Nongnong a prescription and Nongnong just held the cat in his arms, soothing it and telling it that it’ll be alright. Upon the sight, you just can’t help but die of cuteness and just had to take a picture of him.

“Don’t worry lil guy, I got you. You’re going to be just fine!!” *insert is uwu smile*

Fan Chengcheng

Alright, alright, for this pic of Chengcheng, I feel that he was bored at home and was like “Hey!! (Y/N)!! Let’s go out!! I’m bored” and since you were also just being a couch potato (mind you, a hot couch potato), you were like “ehhh, I don’t see why not”. Especially when Chengcheng is the one picking you up and dropping you back.

So, the two of you went out the whole day. Had brunch together then went to the mall to do some window shopping/actual shopping, whichever one you are. Afterwards, you guys just decided to walk along the streets for a bit before going back home. Along the way, it started to snow and you were mesmerised by it and didn’t noticed that Chengcheng was staring until you turned around to see him (cue the pic).

“Isn’t it pretty Cheng?”

“Sure is” (looks at you)

Justin Huang Minghao

I SWEAR!! JUSTIN CAN LOOK 20+ IN ONE MINUTE AND 16 IN THE NEXT. LIKE HOW?!

Anyways, I imagine that you guys were just hanging out since it was finally winter break. So, Justin decided to celebrate your winter break by inviting you to join him for a little outing. Like, he’s so full of energy, he wants to go out and just move!! So, the two of you were now walking along the park when you started to feel tired from all the walking and decided to take a break by just sitting down on a bench, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of you. When Justin decided to sit next to you and look at you and you were a bit taken aback when he gave you that face (the picture).

“Wh-what are you looking at?”

“You. I never noticed how much your eyes are glowing. It’s pretty. And not to mention your smile. It’s just contagious. I hope that you would smile often from now on”

Lin Yanjun

Alright, I have no idea why she chose this pic of Yanjun. Clearly, you wanted to kill me huh, Aliya? Anyways, we’ll see what scenario I got

For this specific pic, since my dear friend wanted the boys to either be your guy friend/boyfriend, this is what I came up with. You and Yanjun were childhood friends; with Yanjun being like 4-5 years older and was the heir to a company which you decided to apply for. Of course, you still had to go through interviews and everything; Yanjun believes that you can never take the easy way out. 

However, the difference between you and your co-workers is that Yanjun would always asks you about your job at the end of the day which he knows that you worked hard since he heard it from your supervisor. Working under Yanjun was tough but he would never give you work that he knows you can’t handle and every now and then he would definitely treat you by taking you to your favourite restaurants/cafes at the weekend.

You have been working so hard and slowly climbed your way and was now Yanjun’s secretary. However, there were definitely some workers that were jealous of that. They’d be like “how can she become his secretary?” “just look at her! She doesn’t even look that good” and many more. But, it never really bothered you since you knew that dealing with those people are just a waste of your time and childish.

Unfortunately, it didn’t last long. Sure, you tried your best to not care. But when those people started being physical, it was just too hard to handle. You were constantly dozing away and easily distracted that Yanjun himself became worried. He would asked you every now and then but you didn’t tell him, you didn’t want to bother him since he was basically “shouldering” your expenses.

But fear not!! One day, he finally caught the workers red-handed. You were just about to get lunch for both you and Yanjun when the elevator didn’t work and so, you took the stairs. However, those jealous workers caught you, some of them purposely bumped into you, making the food you brought fall onto yourself. But little did they know that Yanjun was passing by since he forgot to handover a document to his management team. At first, Yanjun was already ready to come in and fight. But when he saw that it was you, he didn’t hesitate one bit. He shouted at the workers, scaring them and you.

To say that the workers were scared was an understatement. Nope, they were petrified at this point. Yanjun was walking down the stairs, hands in his pockets and his gaze, colder than ever. He went to your side, asking you if you were alright but all you could do was let out a little hiccup. Noticing your state, Yanjun pulled you into a hug, looking back at the workers and told them that he’ll deal with them later and he hope that they have cleaned their belongings from the office.

“OI!! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!”

“Sshhh, are you alright? Is this why you’ve been dozing off lately?”

“J-jun...”

“ *sigh* I’ll deal with all of you later. Oh, and I hope that by the time I call you to my office, all of your belongings are packed”

“Is alright, I got you (Y/N). Please tell me the next time this happens”

“B-but...you just fired them?” 

“(Y/N)...you’re too sweet sometimes, you know that? I hope you know that things like this shouldn’t be taken lightly. I care about you, you know. Now c’mon, let’s get you cleaned up and I’ll order some food for us, your favourites, kay?”

HOW DO I WRITE SO LONG FOR HIM?! AND WITH THIS KIND OF SCENARIO!! AGGHHH CURSE MY WRITING

Zhu Zhengting

Mama Ting holding a big fluffy panda?! Welp, time to fly over to visit him (JK)

So, I feel that the two of you were hanging out all day, just a normal day of at your place, cooking, baking and watching TV shows/films all day when suddenly, the sun finally sets and it was night time. Since the both of you were too tired to cook, Zhengting suggested you guys have dinner at a nearby restaurant which of course, in the end, mama Ting paid for everything.

Whilst walking you back home, you both saw this place with a claw machine and you just so happen to see a huge panda in there. Determined to get it, you spent quite a pretty penny on it but failed to grabbed it. However, mama Ting decided to step in and get the doll for you. Which he finally did, after 7 tries.

“Th-the panda...Let me have the panda...please!!”

“Step aside (Y/N), I’ll get it for you!!”

“OMO!! TING!! YOU GOT IT!!”

“I GOT IT!!! Uhh, can I cuddle with it until we reached your home?”

“Is alright, since you got it, it should be yours”

“Eh?! Really?! I’M GOING TO GET TWO NEXT TIME!!”

Wang Ziyi

Can I say, Ziyi, multitasking to a new level man!!

So, for this pic, I thought that it’s been a while since you and Ziyi went out to grab a bite or catch up because he was very busy. However, since it was your birthday, he really didn’t want to cancel anymore plans. So, instead! He just cancelled meetings and all but he still brought a few work with him; works that he can easily finish in a short amount of time. Though he would apologise first-hand that he still had some unfinished business to take care of before you even got a chance to ask him.

“I’m really sorry that I had to bring some work with me today, (Y/N)”

“It’s fine Ziyi. I’m just happy that you even had the time to take me out”

“It’s your birthday. I wouldn’t miss it for anything else. Even though I’m technically somewhat working right now”

“I said it’s fine Ziyi. I’m happy that you’re here to spend the day with me”

“Aishh, you’re too nice (Y/N). Eh, eat up, the food will get cold! I just need to sign a few of these then I’m all yours for the day :)”

Xiao Gui

It’s been a while since I saw a soft Gui but hey!! I aint complaining!!

For Xiaogui, I feel that you finally graduated from university and was on your way back home. Well to be exact you were already back, it’s just that Xiaogui hasn’t had the time to see you. But!! He made it his mission that when he does see you, he would give you a surprise that you would never thought of.

He texted you saying that he had some free time and would like to meet up at the park that you guys used to hang out back in school. But little did you know that when you walked by the park, you saw Xiaogui, sitting on the stairs with a bouquet in his hands, a smile slowly formed on his face the minute you came into his sight.

“Kai (Wang Linkai, yea), wh-what’s all this? Are we going somewhere? OOH!! Is it for a special someone?”

“They sure are. You!”

“That’s...wait?! Me?! Wh-what?!” *cue blushing mess*

“Of course!! Congratulations on finishing your degree!! I’m proud of you (Y/N). Sorry that I have been very busy but, I wanted to do something special since you always send me something special. So, dinner?”

“I’d love to!! Thank you Kai!!”

You Zhangjing

Zhangjing in a suit!! YIKES!!! I NEED TO BREATHE!! PHEW!! OKAY!! ONTO THE SCENARIO!!

So, this is another slightly hard scenario to think of. But, here goes nothing. So, I imagine that you guys decided to have a date night since it has been a while you guys had like an actual proper date night. HECK!! Zhangjing even went all out and booked your favourite restaurant and brought out his suit for crying out loud!! Anyways, the date night, as you’d expect, was lovely. Zhangjing made sure that you get whatever food/drink you’d like then of course, Zhangjing being the responsible gentleman he is, brought you home. However, on you way back, you guys saw this bush with roses on them. And you know what Zhangjing did?

“Hey (Y/N)!!”

“Hmm? What is it Zhangjing?”

“Roses are red, violets are blue. I may not be able to rhyme but there is nothing prettier than you”

“OMG ZHANGJING!! STAWWPP!! Or more like, stop asking Yanjun for pick up lines for crying out loud!!”

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Girls Like You ; twenty nine

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A lot of the seniors try their best to live out their senior year the best they can. The seniors rally together and throw events for the school such as food fights, water balloon ambushes and countless pranks. Nobody has to know that Zhangjing and Yanjun are the masterminds behind the schemes but nobody asks either.

Xukun goes through the motions and tries his best not to think about how he and his group of friends won’t be able to spend every single day together next year. He tells them that he decides to take a gap year and rest a bit before rushing into the industry. He’s not in a rush.

Xukun has developed somewhat of a friendship with Chengcheng towards the middle of the second semester. Chengcheng likes to hang out Ziyi and he usually finds him lounging around in their dorm. Xukun is glad to see him warm up to Linong. Good, he thinks. Chengcheng won’t have to be on his own next year. Chengcheng is a good addition to the group, his thinks. He has a lot of good ideas for rap. Once he and Linkai get over their unspoken feud, they spend many nights together making music. He’s also really funny, in Xukun’s opinion. He keeps them on their toes. He can see why she loved him so much.

He doesn’t see Zhengting around anymore. Zhengting had decided to finish his senior year online and would go to Paris with his family to teach dance classes at some prestigious institute. Xukun thinks it’s fitting. Zhengting is a good dance teacher, after all. Zhengting needs a change of pace. He leaves right before spring break.

The rest of his senior year is spent cramming for finals, sneaking out to drink with his senior friends on the roof top of the school or dancing.

He tries his best not to think of her. After two weeks of searching, their parents decided to just let them go. He’s not sure what’s convinced them to give it up but when he sees Ziyi and Yanjun walk out of the office with Mrs. Huang, he can’t help but notice the relieved look on her face. Mr. Huang comes back a week later and the investigations are dropped. Xukun doesn’t ask but he wishes they would tell him anyways.

Xukun doesn’t like to admit it, but he’s really going to miss this place. He’s going to miss wreaking havoc with Ziyi, Yanjun, Zhangjing and Xiao Gui. He’s going to miss babying Linong and Chengcheng. He’s going to miss the dance room, his teachers and evaluations. He’s going to miss it all.

Graduation day happens way too fast. He and his friends all dress in their caps and gowns, laughing and yelling in the halls as Linong tries his best to take their pictures.

The day is finally here. Linong’s parents come to cheer on Xukun. They tell him they’re like the son they’ve never had and Linong scoffs behind them. He doesn’t tell him but he’s so proud of him. Xukun doesn’t need him to tell him. He feels it in the force of his hugs right before he leaves to get into place.

He barely remembers what he says during his speech. He thinks he thanks everyone he needs to thank but somehow, something feels missing to him.

The rest of the day is a blur.

Linong and Xiao Gui try their best not to act upset as the others pack away their belongings into boxes. They ask for some of their things just so they could have pieces of them and make them promise to visit from time to time. Chengcheng lingers around and watches them intently.

Right before they all leave the school for the last time, Ziyi and Yanjun pull Xukun aside. They wave an envelope in front of his face and grin stupidly.

“What is this?” Xukun asks, tearing the envelope open.

“Senior trip,” they both say at once as they pull him into the car parked in front of the school.

“What? A senior trip? But Zhangjing isn’t even-“

“Shut up,” Yanjun rolls his eyes as Chengcheng gets in with them. “Ready?” The youngest nods excitedly. “Let’s go.”

-

Justin wipes the sweat from his eyes.

He likes their new home. It’s located in a small village in Korea, mostly filled with old people. A few of them have grandchildren but for the most part, Justin is the only kid remotely around his age. He doesn’t mind though. A lot of the little old ladies stop him when he goes into town and feed him. They take care of him and his sister well. The two of them usually help around pulling weeds or doing small chores for the towns people. He does his classes online and is studying game design. His sister finishes up her classes early enough and works in a small store in town. He can see how much happier she is and that alone makes him happy.

Justin had just finished plucking up the weeds from the garden in front of the home he and his sister lived in when he’s tackled to the ground. His head spins for a second and it takes him a moment to get himself together.

“Baobei!” the voice shrieks, kissing him all over his face. He groans and gags and shoves his head away, sitting up. “Hey!” he frowns. “Don’t act like you didn’t miss me!”

“Chengcheng,” Justin groans. “What the actual fuck?” He flicks him and makes an off comment about his big head as he tries to wipe some of the dirt off of his shirt.

“Hey!” Chengcheng shoves him back onto the ground, he pouts. “Don’t act like you didn’t miss me!” Justin rolls his eyes and places a sloppy, exaggerated kiss on the older one’s cheek. Chengcheng gags and shoves him.

“Alright, let’s get up,” Ziyi chuckles, pulling them from the ground. He wipes the dust off of them and smiles at Justin, pulling him into a hug. “Missed you bud.”

“Did you bring it?” Justin whispers, looking up at him from his chest. Ziyi rolls his eyes and pulls away. Of course that’s the first thing he says to Ziyi. Justin watches excitedly as Ziyi unzips his bag and takes out a box before he thrusts it into his arms.

It’s a nintendo switch. Ziyi promised to bring it for Justin finshes his classes with straight A’s and takes his medicine every day until Ziyi came back.

“Yes! Thank you, Ziyi!” Justin jumps up and down as he and Chengcheng rip it open. Ziyi simply smiles and ruffles his hair before the duo run off to play with it on the porch.

Xukun and Yanjun walk up behind him. Ziyi can’t help but laugh at Xukun’s expression. The entire time they’ve traveled, he’s been asking where they were going. Everytime, they’d tell him to shut up and wait. The first time he actually does shut up is when he gets the first glimpse of Justin as they drove into the path way.

“Surprised?” Ziyi smiles.

“Y-You’ve known where they’ve been this entire time?” Xukun stutters.

Yanjun scoffs. “Who do you think got them out of that hell hole?” Xukun’s mouth gapes open. Yanjun wraps his arm around his shoulder and chuckles. “Common. Let’s go see her.”

Ziyi asks Justin where his sister is and he says she’s been in her bedroom on the phone. They all enter the house. Xukun looks around and takes note of how simple it was. There were mostly pictures of Justin hung around the home. Some of them old, others new. The home was sort of small but the again, only two people occupied it. He sees traces of her art everywhere. One wall has been painted with a giant flower. Other walls have small pieces in marker.

Ziyi likes what she’s done with the place. He told her to do whatever she liked with it. It was all hers. He runs his fingers across the couch and feels his heart almost burst at the seams when her laugh travels down the hall.

“You two wait here,” he says. “I’m going to go get her.”

He travels down the halls. More pictures, more paintings, more happiness. He finally gets to the room at the end of the hall and slowly pushes the door open. She’s on facetime. He sees Zhengting’s face on the screen. They’re laughing about something that he had missed. But, it still makes him smile.

Those two souls were meant to stay together, even if they weren’t meant to be together.

Right before Zhengting had left, he asked Ziyi if he knew anything about her. He told him how regretful he was and how much he wished he could have her back in his life. Ziyi hesitantly told her about the incident when she brought his name up that night when they talked on the phone. She explained that she had been thinking of him a lot lately and would like to try again at a friendship. Ziyi complimented her on how strong she was and passed his number off to her.

He knows they’re not completely okay yet. Their relationship still has a lot of wrinkles but at least they’re talking. If it helps her feel a little less lonely, a little more happier then Ziyi was fine with it.

He flops down on the bed next to her. She’s startled but relaxed and throws an arm around him.

“Hey! Ziyi is here. Call you later, Ting?” she says.

“Yeah. Yeah, that’s fine, babe. Talk to you later.” Zhengting looks happier too. He blows her a kiss and whispers “I love you” right before she hangs up. Ziyi is proud that she doesn’t force herself to say it back to him.

She chucks the phone to the side and then throws her other arm around Ziyi’s neck, climbing on top of him and squishing him into the mattress. He groans as she screams in her ears.

“WANG ZIYI, YOU GRADUATED! I’M SO PROUD OF YOU!”

“Can you be proud quietly?” he laughs, sitting the both of them up right. She straddles his lap and hugs him tightly. His heart beats a little easier. She’s put on a little weight. Her hair looks fuller. Her eyes and skin have regained their color. She’s so much healthier - both of them are. Ziyi is over the moon.

“Where is Yanjun? I wanna scream at him too,” she says as she gets up from the bed. Ziyi follows her out of the living room and down the hall. She’s excitedly talking to him about what she wants to make for dinner when she suddenly haults. By now, Justin and Chengcheng have made it into the living room, waiting patiently for the girl to appear. Yanjun stands up and grins, pushing the boy next to him a little closer. “Kunkun?...”

Xukun’s eyes water. He can’t help it.

Doesn’t she know how many nights he’s stayed up thinking of her? How many stars he’s wished upon, hoping she would be happy wherever she was? Doesn’t she understand that not a day has gone by where he hasn’t dreamt of her? He’s prayed to his mom to watch over her, asking her to make sure she and Justin were healthy and happy.

And now she’s here.

She’s no longer the wind that caresses his cheek early in the morning. She’s no longer the creeping moonlight that shines on his teary cheeks at night. She’s no longer a silhouette of a memory. She’s here. She’s standing right in front of him.

And she’s okay.

Her and Justin are okay. They’re both living happily on their own and they’re fine.

He can barley stutter out her name before she throws herself into his arms, jumping up and down. Her laughs finally reach his ears - the same laugh he’s been thinking about for month on end. He’s been craving her touch and his skin bursts into flames as she warms him up.

“Surprise!” the three other guests cheer.

Justin is estatic that the plan had fallen into place perfectly. For months, he and Chengcheng have been planning this - a reunion for Xukun and his sister. He knew that she thought of him often. He sometimes catches her staring out the window, daydreaming. Whenever Justin would ask what she was thinking about, she’d simply shake her head and smile. But he knew deep down that she missed him. She wanted so badly to tell Xukun where she had gone but she didn’t want to pull him into trouble anymore. And Justin knew that. That’s why he thought this surprise was fool proof. The two boys high five each other proudly. Another point for Team Chenstin.

Xukun is finally able to process what’s going on and he hugs her tightly. He hugs her and doesn’t want to let her go. He’s scared she’ll slip from his finger tips once again if he does. He buries his nose in her hair and inflates his lungs with her scent. He kisses her forehead and laughs to himself when she wipes his tears away.

“Hey,” she whispers. “No more tears, okay?”

“I’m so glad you’re okay,” he tells her, the entire world melting away.

“Yeah...Guess I have a lot of explaining to do. Don’t I?” she replies.

He shakes his head. “The past is the past. I’m just glad to have you now.” He hugs her again, this time even tighter than the last.

It’s the first time in a very long time that he feels complete.

-

After dinner, they settle down. Justin lets Ziyi and Yanjun use his room. His sister doesn’t comment about how they would’ve slept in there even if he didn’t as she tucks him and Chengcheng in - the duo dead weight on the living room floor after playing together for so long.

Her and Xukun are now on the porch, cups of tea in their hands, staring at the stars.

“They’re so much prettier here,” she says. “There’s not as much light pollution here. You can see the sky better at night.” He agrees absent mindedly. She looks at him and blushes when she sees that he wasn’t even staring at the stars. Instead, his eyes were trained on her. She coughs and changed the subject. “Did you know I watched your entire graduation through facetime?”

“Did you now?” he smiles. “Explains why Chengcheng was complaining about his battery afterwards.” She takes a sip from her own tea. Her eyes now lingering on the floor. “What are you thinking about?”

She shrugs. “Just...how different things are now,” she says.

“A lot of things have changed. I’ve graduated, you’re living here in Korea. We’ve grown since the last time we met each other.” He’s quiet for a moment, a small smile creeping across his cheeks. “But...there is one thing that hasn’t changed.”

“Yeah?” she looks at him. It’s not that she notices just how closely Xukun has chosen to sit next to her. She’s missed him so damn much. And the closer he leans in, the more she wants to hold this moment and never let go of it again. “What hasn’t changed since the last time we’ve met?”

“My feelings for you,” he tells her. “And I understand if you don’t feel the same way and I respect that. But I’m still going to be in love with you.”

“That’s good,” she says. “Because I think I could start to love you a little more easily now.”

“Could you?” he smirks.

“Why don’t you find out?”

And then she moves to close the space between them. The kiss is filled with passion, trust and a bit of selfishness. She indulges in the taste of Xukun and for once, there isn’t a pit sitting in the bottom of her stomach as he wraps his arms around her waist. They’re giggling and running their hands all over each other, finger tips trying to memorize every bump and pore they other has.

Please don’t leave me again, they both think.

They pull away after a long time, breathless. Xukun presses more teasing kisses to her neck, causing a small groan to leave her lips.

“HEY!” a voice suddenly shouts from outside. “THERE ARE CHILDREN SLEEPING NO MORE THAN TWENTY FEET AWAY FROM YOU AND YOU LEFT THE WINDOW OPEN!” Chengcheng screams.

Just as that finishes, another window flies open as both Yanjun and Ziyi pop their heads out.

“Look. We know you’re both excited but could you do this tomorrow?” Yanjun frowns. “All that traveling really took a lot out of us.”

She gawks at them, pulling away from Xukun and stomping inside.

Xukun hears several screams and the sound of people being hit. He tries to refrain from laughing at how high pitched a couple of the shrieks are before she comes back outside, slamming all of the windows shut.

“Now,” she pushes her hair out of her face, “where were we?”

one more chapter!

[beihonglin]

seeing lin yanjun irl!!

okay i want to preface this by saying that yanjun is Really Not My Type (my type is zhangjing / honglin / eunwoo i.e. soft smiley angels) so all this is coming from a non-yanjun stan!! please don’t kill me

so a little while back this guy i follow on wechat posted about yanjun’s flight schedule from shanghai to new york and @ynajun​ and i were like !!!!!! except he didn’t post any details so we had to scout around for information ourselves?? i.e. relying on info from friends & fansites’ previews of him leaving shanghai and counting 14h forwards and trying to find flight details on flight apps 

this is gonna get long y’alls so under the cut it goes

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but fast forward and we’re at jfk terminal 1 at 2pm and ready to die!! we meet a bunch of c-fans who specially flew from china to new york just to follow him (it’s insane how much money they have!!!!!! one of them was just like ‘sure i’m gonna buy yanjun a dior gift just because’ even though ! she was an ikun/isee ! and not an evanism!!) and some who drove down to ny for the weekend and we form a group chat!

and so we wait one and a half hours for yanjun to come out of customs dammit yanjun and he !!!! appears!!!! 

skinny legend himself!!!! and we can’t see him at all bc he’s all bundled up but it’s okay we know he a tol and skinny god!!!! also bc he's looking down at the ground and makes no acknowledgement of the people around him whatsoever 

also there's a LOT of people and everyone follows him out of the waiting space into the pick-up area (it really wasn’t as crowded as it looks in the picture like there was space to walk and stuff but also i’m used to new york crowds so i can’t objectively say)

but boi gets in a car and drives away and conno and i have to leave for a meeting anyway so we go back!

and proceed to go to times square after the meeting bc we’re both dumbasses and thought he would go to times square... bUT GUESS WHAT AYEEE WE SAW HIM THERE!!!

jk lmao he didn’t go to times square that night so we sat there like two idiots for two hours in a slight drizzle for nothing ajajkahskjs

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okay so the night before we’re sitting on the group chat and one of the jiejies in the chat was like hey bitches so tmr he’s gonna be at world trade centre for the longchamp show at 3pm and at the soho store at 4pm yall wanna go? and ofc we’re all like ??? yeS????

so we meet for lunch and start camping out at world trade centre at 1.30pm waiting for him to come and he !! doesn’t show up until the last minute 

also bc we were waiting for so long one of the jiejies was like, “damn if he doesn’t show up soon i’m jumping wall and opening a fansite for the security guards,,” which was ?? understandable bc look at one of them:

like ?? damn boi 

and after a lot of false scares later (other celebrities show up and everyone rushes there only to find out it’s not yanjun etc) GOD HIMSELF FINALLY ARRIVES JESUS CHRIST ON A STICK 

connie: “what did he do in his past life to deserve this face,,,, fucK you,,”

yall i got an ask asking if he really was unphotogenic and,,,, yanjun,,, mr leej,,,,, a whole god,,,,,,,,, listen you know how you try to take a photo of the sun but your camera fucks up and you’re left with one (1) shining dot in the middle of a black blur,,,, that’s what taking pictures of lin yanjun is like 

also to clarify i don’t whitewash my pictures i only adjust for exposure, shadows, contrast and vibrance so uh mr golden statue in all his glory  

also there was like a shit ton of people (more than the airport crowd) mostly bc there were also reporters and other non-yanjun fansites + random people from the memorial site across the road who came over to see what the commotion was so i’d estimate about 50 people:

but also ?? his name 冷彦俊 (cold yanjun) really isn’t for nothing he didn’t look at anyone at all and mostly stared into the distance and he didn’t smile or acknowledge anyone once the entire weekend and his rbf was ?? really hella strong so mmmmmmmmm idk

also ^ this is the best picture i took all weekend oof i’m really proud of it please don’t edit or crop logo thanks 

so after he goes into the building we all sit around and cry for a good ten minutes before getting our shit together and planning our next course of action (read: i pull out lightroom and start editing photos until everyone else decides on our next course of action bc i’m terrible at making decisions) 

and after a good half hour it’s decided that conno and i check out the spring street location while the rest of them wait for him to come out of the longchamp show!! and so we take the subway to soho & they send us a picture of his car plate so we can look out for him in case he gets there earlier than they do but as it turns out the new york subway is reliable for once and they arrive before his car gets there so !! 

anyway the longchamp staff were like yall can wait inside!! and so a good two thirds of them went to wait inside to get good pics but conno and i were like nah we don’t trust that shit so we stood outside in the slight drizzle

a good choice!! bc his car pulled up near the side entrance instead of the main entrance and since conno and i knew the car plate number we were like o shit that’s him and ran into position!! 

he went in through a side door like really really fast and i think we were two of the few people who actually saw him enter / got pictures of him entering the building?? we waited a good two hours for this one moment zzzzz also he changed clothes in the car asdjhdaskjdhsa 

and so we wait another two hours outside in the rain for him to come out and this time everyone was smart and nobody waited in the longchamp store so everyone poured out to wait for him and it was really really crowded + there were other bystanders who were like ?? who y’all waiting for??? and decided to wait and take pictures too even though they had no idea who lin yanjun was so it was Packed (there were even people waiting across the road just to get a glimpse of whoever we were waiting for) and i didn’t get photos zzzz 

180909

so the night before conno and i are trying to catch up on homework when someone in the wechat group sends a picture of yanjun on the street and we were like !!!!! o myg od 

bc 1) he looks hella good asdlhkfja 2) i’ve lived in housing for two years and both those years were spent in different dorms in zip code 10003 so if there are pictures of any celebrity in any part of 10003??? both conno and i are highly likely to be able to tell where they are

and so we immediately recognise the background of the picture as somewhere near one of my old dorms (i’m not gonna say where his hotel is ajsdhfkjd he’s still in new york at the time i’m posting this) and like ??? damn yalls longchamp really spending that dough on yanjun 

i know i put the header of this section as 180909 but it’s a lie asdjhkjs i check the weather forecast and it says it’s going to rain all sunday and i’m just like :~) jk i’m not going out in new york rain even for mr lyj so uh that’s the end of my account asjkhkdsajd 

(SPEAKING OF THE WEATHER!! it’s been raining every day since lin yanjun landed in new york and the temperature has been dipping lower every day kajsdlha and it’s apparently going to get warm tomorrow right when he leaves so uhhhhhh i’m not saying he’s causing the black clouds but that’s,,, also exactly what i’m saying)

(also bi wenjun just landed today and apparently the weather’s getting warmer from here until he leaves so coincidence that the weather’s getting nicer the moment weatherman boy wenjun arrives??? i think not) 

anyway things i’ve learnt from this weekend:

fansites really work very hard to take photos - they spend so much money flying back and forth to get airport pictures + they spend so much !! energy !! running up and down and playing waiting games just to get a few good shots, please respect their photos and !! stop!!!!! editing !! without their permission!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

most of them also buy their photos - there were some fantakens uploaded to fansites that clearly weren’t taken by them (photos from inside the longchamp show when clearly nobody but the media was allowed in) so we knew that those fansites bought their photos from journalists + there were also more fansites releasing photos than people at the venue so some of them were 代拍s selling photos to fansites (not that there’s anything wrong with this, it’s just ?? interesting to have found this out i was wondering how some of them got their photos)

some fansites also have like 0 sense of privacy - at the longchamp spring street store they had cars prepared and running just waiting for him to leave so they could jump into the cars and follow him wherever (we’re still trying to work out who they are so we can stop supporting them on forjingyan ;;;;)

yanjun,,,, truly is one of the coldest idols asjdkldasjk our wechat group was talking about it and one of the jiejies in there (we were two of the youngest,,,, a first!!) has been following him around for the thx with love tours and she says she’s only seen him talk to fans one (1) time the whole time she’s followed him!! compared to another jiejie who usually follows 1k around and she says ziyi’s usually very gentle & always speaks to fans ;;;;; + how there are always pictures of zhangjing smiling or at least waving at the airport 

(more of a self-reflection point) but i realise the type of idol i tend to bias is very much the kind to smile easily / the more warm ones that interact with fans (like honglin and ruibin) or at least acknowledge the fans that have been waiting for a period of time to meet them like ziyi and zhangjing!! (not that there’s anything wrong with being cold in case yall disgruntled diehard yanjun stans come at me lol) so really yanjun is really truly not my type akjsdfhlaksjd 

but that’s it!! thank u for reading kjfkjasdhf

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► YOU ZHANGJING  GIF PACK

Under the cut are #42 gifs of You Zhangjing (1994), a  member of Nine Percent. All gifs were made by me from scratch so please don't repost/reclaim as your own. Please like/reblog if you use

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9% as Common College Majors

(A/N: This has been sitting in my drafts since before I even created this blog so I figured I would play around with the idea a bit more and finally post it!! Let me know if you want to see more of these “9% as...” or if I should just stick to fics lol ^^ I hope you enjoy it~ <33)

Masterlist

- Photo(s) Source : Google -

Cai Xukun - Photography

I just have this vision in my head?? Of like xukun holding a camera and building this vast portfolio of aesthetic greatness

I mean he’s already so aesthetically pleasing and has an amazing insta feed so is it really that much of stretch??

Is like that one kid on campus who’s always around

Party at the frat house? He’s the center of the show

Charity event at campus square? weLL guess who decided to show up???

Definitely hella popular and totally has a fan club

Gets teased about it by all his friends

He secretly thinks it’s really cute though

Chen Linong- Animal Biology

Nongnong with animals

What a concept amiright

But anyway he’s such a sweet and caring ball of sunshine and I think that would really show through in the way he cares for and loves all of the animals he works with

Really interested in learning about different types of animals and how he can improve their quality of life!!!

I now have the picture of vet!nongnong in my head and it’s so adorable omg

Linong with that dog?? Ugh my heart can’t handle this cuteness

There was this gifset of him with a cat on my dash a while back and now I need to dig it out of the depths because ughhhh it was so cuteee

Fan Chengcheng - Journalism

Alskdosos this one was hard

I can just imagine him staying up, furiously trying to write and make his deadlines

Also I get that Agent J was a spy concept but it gave me investigative journalist vibes so here we are

Definitely procrastinates on all of his assignments

Highkey jealous of Justin because his major seems “easier” and he doesn’t have to write as many essays and stuff

bOI you are literally a journalism major ok that means WRITING

Justin - Theater

Ok I know that ruibin is the true theater kid of idol producer but

Can you imagine Justin prancing around on stage reciting like Hamilton or something (can you tell I don’t do theater at all)

(I have no idea what I’m talking about)

Anyway him trying to sing the songs would be hilariously great

And I think he’d actually turn out to be an amazing performer?? Even though he probably only chose to major in theater because he thought it’d be easy or something

He grows to really have a passion for the stage and looks forward to every performance

Aims for the lead role like every single time; usually ends up getting it, too

Totally steals the spotlight and is the star of every show ✨

Lin Yanjun - Marketing/Advertising

I was so tempted to say English since that was his actual major (I’m pretty sure)

But then I remembered than one scene in ip when they were like “selling” the ice pack or smth?? It was in one of those unreleased extra content footage compilations welp now I gotta find it again 

Actually I can’t find it so nvm but I remember seeing it for sure!!

(Literally this whole thing is me trying and failing to find gifsets someone please help)

Also,,,,

If Lin Yanjun was tryna get you to buy something, would you really say no??

All of his professors probably love him

Has like a 100% in practicals with his winks and flirting

Even though he’s hella confused and never has any idea what’s going on

Probably models for xukun on the side for extra cash too the boy can do it all

Zhu Zhengting - Dance

Literally the only one that I was 100% set on

I mean come on

He’s like the dancing king of 9%

Can do basically any genre of dance, from modern to hip-hop

Would be super dedicated

Lives in the college dance studio tbh he practically never leaves

BFFs with the other dance majors like zeren and chaoze

They always hang out together and are definitely the type to break into an impromptu dance sesh in like the middle of starbucks

Or some equally random location

Is part of the committee that organises weekly dance mobs on the campus square

He definitely drags Justin and Chengcheng to almost every one

Wang Ziyi - Nutrition

Very healthy bOI,,, a fit boy too

That bag scene where they were like going through what was in their bags?? Didn’t he have juice or smth he just seems vv health-obsessed

also sorry the gif is a weird size

Had like a literal DRAWER of supplements, vitamins, and medicine under his bed during ip,,, I’ll let that speak for itself

Also seems really chill and nutrition gives me a chill vibe for some reason

Probably has the best grades with the exception of yanjun’s charming practicals

Probably is also the only one who actually studies for finals

Xiao Gui - Film and Video

Nearly majored in nuclear engineering for the lols but then realised he didn’t have the grades to make it into the program

Also didn’t feel like doing science

So xingjie convinced him to go into film

Which at first he thought he would hate, but he actually turned out to quite like

Xingjie does musical production and sometimes makes little soundtracks to go along with gui’s mini-films

Lowkey the only thing that keeps linkai’s grade from bombing is the humor that’s always mixed into his scripts

Rlly funny

Also totally the type to waltz into class like half an hour late can anyone see this too or is it just me

You Zhangjing - Vocal Music

I sort of see zhangjing going into the sciences for some reason??

Erin - who’s the local yzj expert around here - sent me this photo a while ago?? (I just saved it from there so the size is weird again oops)

And I get that he’s supposed to be a “doctor” or something in the photo but it’s a lab coat ok

He looks really good akdjdksjsj

And he mentioned in that interview that he did accounting before going to China to train

So that could be an option too

Maybe he did that for a bit but then didn’t end up enjoying it so he switched majors? Idk

Anyway I chose vocal because obvs our nasi lemak can sing very very well

And he loves singing very very much

So he would major in it!!! Ok I lied about Zhengting I was also like 100% sure on this one

Plus I mean it’s common knowledge that he’s talented af so like,,, there you go

All his vocal teachers probably love him a lot

But can you really blame them?? Like he’s so hardworking and talented, so who wouldn’t love him + his awesome vocals? 💕

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[alpxcamin]

Flirt

Requested?: Yeet

Words: 4.6k

Group: Nine Percent

Member(s): Yanjun (feat. Banana fam)

A/N: Lol I got a little carried away tbh, but this one was a fun one to write! Also wow, what an original title yup totally...but I hope ya’ll enjoy it~

You sigh, shuffling into the classroom. You silently take your seat next to your best friend Yanjun. Right after you sit down, Yanjun loops his arm around you, resting it on the back of your seat.

“Good morning,” Yanjun gives you his classic dimple-revealing smirk.

“Morning,” you grumble.

“You gotta stop being so grumpy, babe. I’m right here,” Yanjun winks.

You snort and roll your eyes. The two of you have been best friends since forever and over time, you’ve gotten used to his flirtatious behavior. To say that Yanjun is a natural flirt is an understatement. You’ve seen him unintentionally flirt with his salad and pillow. In fact, you have video proof.

“You know mornings aren’t my thing,” you groan, taking your notebook and pencil case out of your backpack.

“Cheer up, I got you a cup of coffee on the way here,” Yanjun smiles before setting a cup of your favorite coffee in front of you.

“Thanks, you always know how to cheer me up,” you wipe away a fake tear, picking up the cup for a sip.

“No problem, babe,” Yanjun chuckles.

“Alright, shut up kids. Class is going to start now,” your professor walks in, announcing to the class.

You giggle slightly at Yanjun when he rolls his eyes before turning to the professor. You scrawl down notes as your professor drones on and on. You feel a pair of eyes watching you and you momentarily pause your writing to look over at Yanjun. He quickly turns away, pretending to write when you look over.

“Hey, your notebook is blank. You got questions? Is that why you were staring at me?” you whisper.

“Uh...yeah?” Yanjun whispers back, sounding a little uncertain.

“Don’t worry, I’ll lend you my notes after class...again,” you let out a small giggle.

“Thanks, babe,” Yanjun ruffles your hair.

—-

Finally, after a whole day of lectures, you quickly buy some food before rushing off to the studio as usual. Yanjun and both of your guys’ friends are usually at the studio practicing after school.

You unwrap a cookie and silently munch on it as you make your way to their usual practice room. Before you can even open the door, the door is shoved right open for you. You jump back a little as Zhangjing practically attacks you.

“Y/n!!! Hey, you have cookies!” Zhangjing loudly greets you.

“Yeah. Here, take this bag,” you hand Zhangjing the bag of cookies, chuckling at his behavior.

“Thanks! You’re the best!” Zhangjing squeals and runs off.

You roll your eyes before entering the room where Hongling and Dinghao greet you with a hug. Chaoze waves over at you while trying to take the bag of cookies away from Zhangjing. You giggle at the sight, but your eyes scan the room for your best friend.

“Oh, where’s Yanjun?” you ask when you don’t see him.

“He went to the bathroom. He’ll be right back, but should we start our dance first?” Chaoze asks as you set your things down.

“Oh, of course!” you nod, tying your hair up.

You and Chaoze share the same dance class and luckily the two of you are close friends since there are many partner dance projects and such. The two of you always pair up. Both of you are also the best dancers of the class so the teacher usually doesn’t mind the fact that the two of you pair up so often.

As the two of you are in the middle of your dance, you see the door open and Yanjun walks in. You yell out a quick “hello” to Yanjun as Chaoze dips you.

Yanjun gives a quick nod and goes on to try to steal a cookie from Zhangjing. As you and Chaoze progress in the dance, you feel Yanjun’s gaze getting more and more intense. He usually watches you dance so it was nothing new, but this time, you feel as if he is drilling holes into you.

Both you and Chaoze had come up with a quick routine while in class for the new project. Your teacher had chosen songs for each group and you had ended up with a very sensual song. Luckily, you and Chaoze are close enough to avoid the awkwardness. In fact, the two of you had a laughing fit when you had drawn the song.

Finally, the song finishes and Chaoze pulls you in close, his hand supporting your waist while you stare up at him, arms wrapped around him as well. You feel his breath on your face and you can’t help but grin a little. The two of you stay in the position for a while, panting slightly from the intensive routine before breaking out into giggles.

“I think that’s good. That’s the feeling,” Chaoze nods as he pulls away.

“I agree. We just need to clean up a few moves,” you hold your hand up for a high-five.

Before Chaoze can return your high-five, you feel arms wrap around you, picking you up. You let out a small squeal before slapping Yanjun after he set you back down. He lets out a laugh and ruffles your hair.

“Hey, that was amazing...as usual,” Yanjun pats you lightly on the head.

“Give me some credit! I came up with it too,” Chaoze pouts.

“Haha, I guess I’m just cooler than you,” you laugh, nudging Chaoze lightly.

“Wow, I’m never pairing up with you again,” Chaoze feigns offense.

“Sure, I’ll just go find Zhengting or Zeren. They’re much better dancers,” you jokingly stick your tongue out.

“Oof, roasted. Need some ice for that burn, Chaoze?” Yanjun cackles from behind.

“Ahh! You guys are so mean!” Chaoze screeches, running off.

“Sorry, buddy!” you giggle, shouting after him.

You watch as Chaoze pouts in the corner. You laugh at the sight before deciding to take a short break. You turn around to face Yanjun who is still laughing at Chaoze.

“Need anything?” you ask.

“Your notes, please,” Yanjun whines a little.

“Ah, right. What’re you gonna pay me with this time?” you playfully roll your eyes.

“Aren’t I enough for the payment?” Yanjun follows you as you make your way to your backpack.

“Only because you’re my best friend. If you said that to anyone else, you’ll get slapped for sure,” you snort, handing Yanjun your notebook.

“Um, a lot of people would fall for that,” Yanjun mumbles, flipping through your neat notebook, “not you though, apparently.”

“You’re so greasy! Get yourself together,” you laugh, slapping Yanjun lightly.

“Whatever, thanks for the notes,” Yanjun chuckles.

—-

“That was good practice today. See you in class tomorrow,” Chaoze waves as he heads out the door with the others.

“See ya!” you wave back, picking up your backpack.

You shuffle towards the door and wait for Yanjun who is still packing his things. The two of you always walk home together since you guys live in the same apartment complex, just different floors. Yanjun lives just two floors above you and you always wait for him to go to class together.

“Come on, I don’t have all night,” you pout.

“Coming, coming!” Yanjun laughs, zipping up his backpack.

You roll your eyes and open the door, slipping out of the room. Yanjun follows suit and the two of you make your way out of the studio. On the way back, you and Yanjun chat about your day and laugh at your friends.

“You know, I saw Ruotian raising his hand in class today and when the professor picked on him, he suddenly forgot his answer and just stood there in silence. It got so awkward, I couldn’t help but to laugh,” Yanjun chuckles at the memory.

“That’s such a Ruotian thing to do,” you giggle.

“I know right. He truly is in charge of being awkward,” Yanjun rolls his eyes playfully.

“Oh, today, Maotong was trying to eat in class, but he bit his tongue and let out the most high-pitched scream ever. Zhangjing would’ve been jealous,” you laugh, suddenly remembering just how loud he had really screamed.

“Wow, that must’ve been so embarrassing. Got caught red-handed,” Yanjun snorts.

“Ugh, why do we know them? Why are we friends with them?” you chuckle, pressing the up button on the elevator.

“Who knows,” Yanjun shrugs, “maybe it’s fate?”

“Well, fate sucks then,” you shake your head slightly, stepping into the elevator.

Yanjun shuffles behind you and you press the 2 button. Yanjun leans over and presses the 4 button. His breath tickles your neck and you flinch a little. You feel yourself blushing a little from the sudden closeness, feeling a little flustered.

“I could’ve pressed it for you,” you complain.

Yanjun simply chuckles and shrugs. The two of you stand silently as the elevator goes up. Finally, the door opens and you step out the elevator. You wave to Yanjun, mumbling a ‘goodbye’ before heading to your room.

You pat your pockets but didn’t find your keys. You then slip off your backpack to look for your keys, but you can’t seem to find them. You groan when you suddenly remember that you had given them to your best friend. She promised to come back earlier from the party she is at to give you your keys back, but she seems to have forgotten.

You try calling her, but she must have put her phone on silent. You feel tears prick your eyes and you sniffle a little, resting your head on the locked door. You quickly dial Yanjun’s number, trying hard not to cry. You know you are overreacting, but this is the first time something like this has ever happened to you and you began to panic a little.

“Hey, y/n?” Yanjun immediately picks up.

“Yanjun...c-can I stay over at your place tonight?” you sniff.

“Of course, you’re always welcome. What happened though?” Yanjun asks.

“I gave my keys to my friend. She promised to be back earlier, but I think she forgot. She’s not picking up either,” your voice begins to shake as you scurry back into the elevator, pressing the 4 button repeatedly.

“Hey, hey, don’t cry, baby. I’m sure she’ll come tomorrow,” Yanjun comforts you over the phone.

“Sorry, I know I’m overreacting, but this has never happened before,” you sigh, wiping away a few tears.

“It’s okay. See you in a few minutes, okay?” Yanjun replies, his tone softening.

“Mhm, bye,” you mumble, hanging up.

As the door opens, you sniff and wipe away your remaining tears before making your way towards Yanjun’s room. You knock on his door, thankful that the two of you live so close. Yanjun immediately opens the door and invites you in with open arms. You give him a quick hug, thanking him again.

“Why don’t you go take a shower first? I have clean clothes in there, you can just wear them, okay?” Yanjun takes your jacket and ushers you into the bathroom.

You barely let out a ‘thank you’ before Yanjun shoves you into the room and close the door behind him. You chuckle a little before locking the door and taking off your clothes. You see a pair of his cozy sweatpants and a white t-shirt neatly folded and placed on a small stool Yanjun keeps in his bathroom.

You quickly strip your clothes off and turn on the water. You get into the shower and close your eyes, enjoying the warmth of your water. Then, you remember that it was Yanjun who would be paying the water bills and you decide to hurry up a little.

You glance over at the shampoo bottle and quickly pump a few pumps into your hand before massaging it into your hair. You chuckle at the thought of smelling like Yanjun. His shampoo smells really different from yours. His smells a little minty while yours smell more fruity.

Humming quietly, you quickly finish up your shower and grab the extra towel Yanjun never uses. He always kept an extra just in case someone comes over. You pat yourself dry before stepping out. Luckily, you always keep a clean pair of underwear in your backpack so you slip it on before putting on Yanjun’s clothes.

You giggle at the sight of your own reflection. His shirt hangs loosely on you, close to slipping off. You had also tightened the strings on his pants so they wouldn’t fall off. You plug in his hairdryer and relax a little as you dry your hair.

Once your hair has gone from drenched to damp, you pick up your backpack and step out the bathroom. You step into the living room and leave your backpack by the table where Yanjun has left his. You look around for Yanjun and find him in the kitchen.

“Yanjun,” you call out softly.

“Oh, y/n, you’re done already? That was quick,” Yanjun turns around, scanning you up and down.

“You just take too long,” you chuckle, rolling your eyes.

“Ugh, whatever. Here, I made hot chocolate,” Yanjun shrugs, handing you a mug.

You let out a small ‘thanks’ before taking a sip. You smile, swirling the warm, creamy drink in your mouth. You giggle when you see Yanjun’s specs have fogged up. He laughs a little before chugging some more of his own drink.

“I’m going to go shower now. We can study together after,” Yanjun places his cup in the sink, rinsing it.

“You’d better hurry then. I’m tired,” you pat Yanjun’s back as he makes his way out the kitchen.

“No promises!” you hear Yanjun yell as he disappears into the bathroom.

You chuckle and make your way to the table where you had left your backpack. You place the mug down and pull out your books, looking through the chapters. You hear the water running and take a few more sips of your warm drink.

Luckily, Yanjun is a little faster than usual. He comes out, ruffling his wet hair with a towel. He plops down on the couch next to you, tossing the towel to the side. The scent of his minty shampoo drifts to your nose.

“Hey, you came out a lot quicker today,” you tease.

“Yeah, because you asked me to,” Yanjun winks at you, pulling his own books out.

“Gross…” you snicker, “Let’s start.”

Yanjun nods in agreement and the two of you begin doing your own studying. You thankfully completed quite a few things without being interrupted. You’re really in the zone and suddenly feel your arm being poked. You jolt out of your thoughts and look over at Yanjun.

“Hey, how are you done so quickly? I’m still stuck on this one,” Yanjun grumbles, looking over at your paper.

“Which one? I can help,” you giggle, leaning over to look at his paper.

“Uh...that one, yeah,” Yanjun mumbles.

“Ah, that one took me a while too,” you nod as Yanjun pushes his glasses higher up on his face.

You scoot a little closer to Yanjun, your legs touching. You take your pencil and begin writing a few notes down on his paper. After you finish, you look up at Yanjun who has a strange expression on his face. You can’t tell what kind of expression it is.

“What?” you ask curiously.

“Nothing, I just never noticed that your hands are so small and cute,” Yanjun shrugs.

“What? Focus, Yanjun! I’m trying to explain the problem here,” you whine, blushing a little.

“Okay, okay. So how do you do it?” Yanjun laughs at your expression.

You grumble a little before turning back to explain the problem. Yanjun listens closely as you point to the note you have written down, nodding every here and there. After you finish, you look back up at Yanjun, an expectant expression on your face.

“Ah, I see. I got it now. Thanks, babe,” Yanjun grins, patting your head lightly.

You watch happily as Yanjun sets to work, scribbling down his own notes and answer. You quickly finish up your remaining work before dumping your books back into your backpack. You watch as Yanjun finishes his own work.

“Hey, you can take the bed,” Yanjun says as he slides his books into his own backpack.

“No, it’s okay. I can just sleep on the couch. It’s only one night anyway,” you shake your head.

“I’m not letting you sleep on the couch,” Yanjun looks over at you, a stern expression on his face.

“Really, it’s okay,” you pout.

“Nope, you’re sleeping with me,” Yanjun smirks, picking you up.

You yelp as he slides his arm under your knees and back. You cling to him, in fear of falling off and Yanjun lets out a laugh. You slap his chest a few times, whining a little. Yanjun kicks open his bedroom door and drops you onto his bed.

You fall into his blankets and you roll around a bit before sitting back up. Yanjun slides into the space next to you, pulling the blankets so that it covered the both of you. He scoots a little closer to you and pulls out his phone.

“Scoot over, I’m almost falling off,” Yanjun tells you as he scrolls through his phone.

You let out a small huff before scooting over and pulling out your own phone. You scroll through Instagram for a bit before receiving a message from Chaoze. You quickly reply and start a conversation with him, discussing about how to refine your dance routine.

You chuckle as Chaoze tells you about a silly move he had randomly thought of. Then, he proceeds to send you a video of him doing it with Zhangjing who was dancing with no passion at all and a dead expression on his face. You squeal at the sight, doubling over from laughing so hard. You wipe a few tears away as the video comes to an end.

“What’re you looking at that’s got you so worked up?” Yanjun peeks over at your phone.

“Oh, Chaoze just texted me,” you let out between chuckles, “He said he wanted to add this move and sent me a video of him doing it with Zhangjing, but Zhangjing looks like he wants to die.”

“Really now? Let me see,” Yanjun plucks the phone out of your hand and clicks on the video.

You let out another burst of laughter as the video begins and Yanjun joins you. He throws his head back, cackling. You slap your leg a few times and the two of you begin to calm down a little as the video ends.

“Wow, that’s really stupid,” Yanjun snorts.

“I know, right? But it’s also so creative,” you giggle, “That’s what I really like about Chaoze.”

“Oh?” Yanjun sits up a little more, his expression becomes a little more serious.

“Yeah, I love dancing with him since he always comes up with such detailed and fun dances,” you nod, looking over.

“Hmm...that’s nice. Uh, I’m gonna sleep now,” Yanjun nods, sliding down into the blankets, turning away from you.

“O-oh...okay. Goodnight, Yanjun,” you whisper as Yanjun turns off the lights.

You sigh at Yanjun’s sudden change in demeanor and tuck yourself in, turning away from Yanjun as well. You cuddle into the blanket, curling up a little out of habit. Soon, you fall into peaceful sleep, forgetting about the way Yanjun had just acted.

—-

You wake up to the sound of alarms and you groan when you feel a heavy weight on you. Groaning a little, you try to shift into a more comfortable position, but it seems that you have been trapped. The arm on you pulls you closer and your eyes snap open. You gasp a little when you notice just how close you are to kissing Yanjun. Biting your lips a little, you try to pull away, but Yanjun’s grip on you just tightens. You sigh, patting his arm lightly.

“Yanjun, wake up. We have to get to class,” you whisper.

You feel him sigh, the warm air hitting your neck. Yanjun opens his eyes and bops his head lightly into yours. He gives you a small smirk before sitting up. You also sit up, brushing your hair with your hands.

“Good morning, babe,” Yanjun nods, stretching.

“Good morning,” you yawn.

“Sleep well?” Yanjun asks, running his hand through his hair.

“Your arm was heavy,” you pout, blushing a little after remembering how close the two of your faces were.

“Really? My arms are just solid muscle though, so that might explain why,” Yanjun laughs, flexing.

“Ugh, it’s too early for this. I’m going to go get ready before you hog the bathroom again,” you roll your eyes, crawling over Yanjun and off the bed.

“I don’t take that long in the morning,” Yanjun calls after you.

“Yes, you do!” you yell back, locking yourself in the bathroom.

You brush your teeth and quickly toss off Yanjun’s clothes before stepping into the shower. You quickly wash but keep your hair dry. You dry yourself with the towel you used yesterday and pulled on your clean underwear. As you reached for your clothes, you realize that you don’t have any clean clothes. Your clothes from yesterday had been drenched with sweat from dancing.

You wrap yourself in the towel and open the door cautiously, looking around for Yanjun. You shyly call out his name and he appears by the door in a second. He seems a little surprised that you’re only in a towel and you look down, feeling the heat rush to your face.

“Uh, I don’t have any clean clothes on me,” you mumble.

Yanjun doesn’t reply right away and you look up, confused. You notice that he seems a little shy and you softly call out his name again, bringing him out of his thoughts.

“O-oh. Right. Uh, I’ll get you some clothes. Just wait right here,” Yanjun looks around, a little flustered, before heading back into his bedroom.

He comes back after a while, handing you a pile of clothes. You take them thankfully, a blush clear on your face. You look down, nodding your head in thanks.

“Um, I found a pair of leggings you left here from last time. I don’t know why they’re here...and you can just wear that shirt. If you’re cold, I have a jacket,” Yanjun points to the pile of clothing.

“Okay, thanks,” you nod before slamming the door in Yanjun’s face.

---

After the slightly awkward incident, Yanjun seems to have recovered. He walks with you to your class as usual. The two of you are greeted by Chaoze, who has a suspicious look on his face. He sniffs the air a little bit before pointing at you.

“You smell like Yanjun,” Chaoze sniffs the air once again.

“Uh…” you aren’t quite sure where to begin.

“You’re also wearing his clothes! Ooh, what happened last night?” Chaoze wiggles his brows.

You contort your face, showing displeasure, but Yanjun just laughs and drapes an arm around you. Chaoze just stares at the two of you suspiciously when Yanjun informs him that nothing has happened.

“Okay, bye Yanjun! Don’t you have class?” you practically shriek as you shove Yanjun out the room.

“Wow, where’s my goodbye kiss, babe?” Yanjun teases.

“No! Bye!” you shut the classroom door.

“Don’t be so rude to your boyfriend,” Chaoze laughs, hitting your arm lightly a couple of times.

“Shut up, Chaoze! He’s not my boyfriend,” you pout, hitting him back.

“But you wish though,” Chaoze snorts.

You simply roll your eyes but don’t deny it. You’ve grown to like your best friend over the years, but you didn’t want to ruin what you have. You sigh, beginning to practice with Chaoze who continues to tease you throughout class.

Shaking your head, you immerse yourself in the music. You and Chaoze dance away, making adjustments here and there. Soon, class ends and Chaoze leaves first, saying that he has to find Zhangjing for something. You nod and head out the door. You spot Yanjun standing nearby and wave to him. He happily waves back and makes his way to your side.

“Hey, how was class?” he asks.

“It was alright. Chaoze and I still have some things to work out, but I think we’re basically done with the choreography,” you nod.

“Oh, sweet. You look really cute in my clothes, by the way,” Yanjun says, out of the blue.

“What? Thanks...I guess?” you look at him, feeling your face heat up.

“Maybe I should lend you my clothes more often,” Yanjun looks at you, chuckling at your expression.

“Ugh, why are you like this?” you groan, turning away.

“But you still love me,” Yanjun tosses his head back in laughter.

“Unfortunately I do,” you mumble.

Yanjun stops laughing immediately and you gasp. You were hoping that he hadn’t heard it, but he probably did. You gulp, feeling the blood rush up to your face. You continue to look down as you walk, avoiding eye contact.

You hadn’t noticed that Yanjun had stopped walking until you feel his hand grab your wrist and spin you back around. He pulls you close and you gasp at the distance. It was just like this morning. You were surely close enough to kiss him.

“Do you really?” Yanjun asks quietly, pulling you to a quieter corner.

“Um...yeah?” you squeak, looking down, embarrassed.

You hear Yanjun chuckle and you bite your lips. You feel yourself tear up and you sniff a little. Suddenly, Yanjun pulls you into a warm hug and you gasp, breathing in his minty scent.

“Silly, I’ve been trying to flirt with you for the longest time. I was trying so hard to get you to like me back and I thought you liked Chaoze or something,” Yanjun chuckles, patting your head lightly.

“Really? You’re just so naturally flirty...I didn’t know,” you pout, hugging Yanjun back.

“Ugh, you’re so dense. I literally don’t flirt with anyone else. Chaoze and the others already know,” Yanjun sighs.

“I’m not dense! Just ask me to be your girlfriend already,” you whine.

“Okay, okay~ Will you be my girlfriend, y/n?” Yanjun asks, pulling away from the hug.

“Yes,” you groan, pulling Yanjun back into a hug.

“Love you, babe,” Yanjun laughs.

“You flirt,” you mumble into his chest, closing your eyes.

“But I’m your flirt,” Yanjun snorts.

You immediately pull away from the hug and smack his chest. You groan, shoving him away as he laughs at you.

“Yanjun!” you shriek.

“Alright, sorry, sorry!” Yanjun snickers, grabbing your hands.

“Ugh, it’s break, let’s go,” you pout, intertwining your fingers with Yanjun’s.

You hear Yanjun mumble an okay as the two of you strolled down the hall hand-in-hand. You look down, feeling the blush on your face and you smile a little. Little did you know, Yanjun also has a small smile and flushed cheeks.

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Nine Percent in a nutshell:

Cai Xukun: Owns more than half the IP fandom, Kun & Ikun forever <3. Respectful to all except when on stage *coughdaddycough* has a gummy smile and cute laugh, in a love triangle with two other members.

Chen Linong: SOFT little baby protect him please and give him love. Sings like an angel, cute as heck, works really hard to improve himself and make fans happy, deserves the world, #1 smile

Fan Chengcheng: MEMELORD who is trying his best. Please let him live. Has really cute neck moles and funny facial expressions, raps really well but gets nervous easily. Bad at controlling his emotions

Justin Huang: LITERAL CHILD please take a nap you're so small. Has a deep voice that is completely out of place, will remain cute no matter how hard he tries to be sexy, talented rapper, real name is Huang Minghao

Lin Yanjun: Cute? But also hot at the same time. Can sing, rap, dance, tell bad jokes... all around talented. The silver hair is a GIFT to mankind. Chaotic good, throws his head back when he laughs

Zhu Zhengting: Team mom, went from having 6 kids to having 8. In a love triangle with two other members, can't get away from his kids, dances like a dream, undeniably cute. 8 pack since he was twelve?

Wang Ziyi: BBT's B-O-O-G-I-E Wang Ziyi ayye wassup cool 的 bro brO BROOo. Living meme, stuck in a love triangle with two other members, in reality just wants everyone to take care of themselves

Xiao Gui: Little imp, hair used to look like a pineapple but now its gone and the world no longer makes sense. Rap god, started the Huba revolution, is (was) Bu Fan's punching bag. Big mouth frog, real name Wang Linkai

You Zhangjing: High notes for days, will kill you in your sleep even if he may not seem like it. Roasts others but is actually very soft, do not fear the little man. Jumped 60 spots in 11 episodes, incredibly talented

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