SHINee - Why So Serious? : The misconceptions of me
![[drabble] I Wonder If We Could be Friends(A prologue for So-Called Perfect Boyfriend)fanxing 789w pg-13romance; slice of life.
The first time Yixing saw Yifan, he just started his day as a trainee in SM Entertainment.
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He had just finished his very first dance class and he already felt so exhausted. Even the training he experienced back in China when he was a local child star in Star Academy was never this intense. He was sore all over his body and his T-shirt drenched from his sweat, the cotton material was clinging uncomfortably to his flat chest. He was considering himself to change to his spare T-shirt since he still had another class but he decided to do it later, once he finished climbing the stairs to his next class. With a deep sigh, he grabbed the handrail to support himself and lazily dragged his feet to take the stairs. He hung his head low, ignoring a strand of hair that fell all over his face. His blurred gaze only focusing on his feet taking every steps of the seemed-like never ending stairs. Until his head bumped into something… hard.
Instantly, Yixing jerked his head to the object in front of him. His movement was so abrupt that he missed one step and he felt himself slipping to the previous step. He tightened his grip on the handrail but failed as his hand was too sweaty to hold his body. He found himself closed his eyes tightly and waited for the hard impact –which was never happened as a strong hand gripped his slim waist, preventing him from falling behind.
“Are you okay?” the object- or rather the person in front of him- asked in Korean.
Hearing this, Yixing cursed inside his heart. His Korean was still not good and he wasn’t fully understand the simple question thrown at him. He was afraid being teased. His first intention was trying to not getting into trouble with another trainee in his first day and here he was, bumping into a potential bully trainee. He kept his eyes closed, hoping the other would shrug him off, but after sensing the other didn’t budge, he braved himself to take a peek.
A blinding light greeting his vision and he had to blink several times to get a better view of the person before him. When he did, his breath hitched. A boy who looked not very much older than Yixing towering over him. He had pitch black hair, thick eyebrows, high nose, and a pair of plump lips. His eyes were so stern yet so endearing at the same time. He had a slightly darker skin than Yixing and he was rather handsome in Yixing opinion, making a blush crept in his cheeks and his heart fluttering uncontrollably.
“Wa, zhe me shuai…” he found himself muttering as he gaped at the boy before him.
The latter widened his eyes as if he understood what Yixing had just said, it had been a long time since he heard his mother language being spoken to him. Realizing what the smaller boy was commenting about him, a smirk crept on his handsome face and he replied, “xiè xiè.”
This time, Yixing was the one who was taken aback. First, because the other boy was not supposed to hear his thought about him and second, he had no idea that the handsome boy was also speaking Chinese.
“Are you a Chinese?” Yixing asked and the boy nodded.
“And I suppose you are, too,” remarked the boy confidently as he removed his hand from holding Yixing’s waist and stretched it to greet him. “I’m Wu Yifan.”
Yixing greeted back Yifan’s surprisingly bigger hand and replied, “I’m Yixing. Zhang Yixing.”
Yifan grinned. “Well, nice to meet you, Yixing. I’m quite surprised that there is another Chinese trainee beside me here.”
“Well, I’ve just started my training today,” Yixing beamed, a dimple flashed on his cheek.
For a second, Yifan had to double checked on him because he was attracted to the sudden appearance of Yixing’s happiness mark and he had this strange urge to poke it –which he decided not to. “That’s explain why,” Yifan mumbled incoherently. “Er, are you in the middle of heading somewhere?”
Yixing snapped out of his stare at Yifan’s face. “Ah, yes! I should be heading to my next class now.” Yixing rushed to take a few steps forward only to remember he hadn’t bid Yifan. He turned and bit his lower lip nervously. “Umm, see you later?”
“Yeah, see you.” Yifan smiled and waved his hand swiftly before he continued to walk down the stairs.
Instead of continued to climb up the stairs, Yixing stared at Yifan’s broad back as the latter walked further away from him and inside his heart he wondered if he could be friends with someone like Yifan.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/9bd206269221e0f437952e35256c27e3/tumblr_mllryag8iR1r7jo1lo1_250.jpg)
[drabble] I Wonder If We Could be Friends
(A prologue for So-Called Perfect Boyfriend)
fanxing 789w pg-13
romance; slice of life.
The first time Yixing saw Yifan, he just started his day as a trainee in SM Entertainment.
My wedding song in the future must be Open Arms, no matter what. EXO’s version. Definitely.
Made at 1 AM last night simply because my otp is fucking beautiful.
(via baobei-lay)
fanart: kray + chanbaek short story 4/4(end)
it’s been really while since i updated 2nd page of this ；∀；
now they already changed their hairstyle lol and i bet everyone who had read previous updates already forgot about that, but yeah, i finally finished!
fanart: Kray + Chanbaek short story 2/4
(gonna move to chanbaek story next~)
I have a thing for Lay’s hand grabbing any parts of Kris’ body in here.
Good lord, all of us on tumblr should just date eachother
11 million
12 million…
13 fucking million, i swear if none of you at least asks me for my number im out of here
there should be a fucking tumblr dating site. like they evaluate what you post on your blog and then they would find another blog that posts pretty much the same thing as you then they would alert you both like
*ding ding fucker we might have found someone perfect for you*
(Source: beautifulswaggirlz, via wufanmeplease)
