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Precious || Zhu Xingjie

imagine this gif as the way xingjie looks at you sksksk my heart

Title: Precious

Pairing: Female!Reader x Xingjie

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1275 words

Summary: There are two things that Xingjie loves the most in the world: music and you.

A/N: I’m still pretty rusty at writing considering it’s been a while, so I hope this turns out the way I want it to. This is a long overdue gift to the lovely Meg aka @yanjuniverse who I miss and adore so much. She loves Xingjie to death, so this one is for you, love!

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With a low drawn out yawn, you kept your eyes closed, not yet ready to leave your bed. Blindly, you reached beside you and tried to feel for your lover. To your disappointment, your hand only met with the feel of soft linen beneath your palm. With a pout, you opened your eyes and were greeted with empty space. Resting on top of the pillow beside you was a little note with what you recognized was his neat handwriting.

Got called in last minute to the studio this morning. I’ll be back ASAP x

You smiled at the little ‘x’. How cute. It was the little things that Xingjie did that never failed to make your heart melt. Although you were hoping to see his gorgeous face first thing in the morning, years of being together taught you that when duty calls, some things can’t be helped... just like your bladder right now. 9 am sharp.

“Every day without fail,” you sighed.

Now for the dreaded part: getting out of bed. Usually Xingjie would be the one to help get you up, but you were on your own this time. Maneuvering your legs over the side of the bed, you took a deep breath and heaved yourself up into a sitting position. A deep groan left your lips as you felt an ache in your lower back. Despite the gazillion pillows scattered around you on the bed, you often had difficulty getting into a comfortable position, much less get a proper consecutive eight hours of sleep.

Slipping your feet into your fuzzy pair of slippers, you sped walk as fast as you could to the bathroom. After relieving yourself, you headed out your shared bedroom and into the hallway. As you made your way down the hall of your home, you took your time to admire the decor.

The walls were adorned with photos both recent and old, creating a gallery of the timeline of Xingjie’s and your life. There were photos of Xingjie with the rest of the gramerie crew, the same wild boys that remain his best friends to this very day. Not too far away were photos of him as a trainee during Idol Producer, some being solo photos from his stages, and others being photos with other trainees he had befriended on the show. You smiled proudly at the more recent photos that showcased him at his own concerts, including his solo ones, with the arenas filled with thousands of screaming fans.

Of course, you had your share of photos as well. Most of them consisted of you with your family from back home. Smiling faces gleamed at you, belonging to your loved ones and friends you held dear to your heart. Scattered here and there were images of you and Xingjie from a few of your many dates and cherished times together. You laughed lightly at an old image of a deadpanned Xingjie dressed in a Huba costume after losing a bet with you.

The wall on the other side of the hallway was completely devoid of any photos. Instead, empty wooden frames hung lonesomely in front of you. Despite the vacancy of it all, you felt your heart flutter at the thought of finally being able to fill these frames soon.

Focusing back to your mini journey, you made your way to a creme painted door a few doors down from your own. Turning the oak wooden handle, you walked into the dainty room. You stepped foot on the large, plush light grey rug in the shape of an elephant. In the corner of the room, a four foot tall giraffe stood proudly. The walls were painted a cute pastel yellow. Adorable cartoon animals were drawn to match the safari theme of the room, such as lions, a cheetah, rhinos, flamingos, and hippos.

On the widest wall of the room was a giant baobab tree, its leaves a vibrant green and a rainbow of exotic birds perched upon its branches. Under the tree stood a mahogany bed frame complete with an earthy toned comforter set and a matching stitched quilt of various animal print patterns draped over the ledge.

Approaching the mahogany dresser, a single picture frame sat upon it. Picking the frame up, you fingers gently traced the white outlines of the monochrome photo. Despite the smile that appeared on your face, you felt tears pool your vision. You heard the front door open and footsteps walking in your direction, hearing your lover call for your name.

You felt a presence behind you and then felt a pair of arms carefully snake their way around your waist.

“Crying again?” Xingjie chuckled, his chest reverberating against your back.

Sniffling, you lightly smacked one of his hands with a pout. He only chuckled more, raising his other hand to wipe away a stray tear from your cheek with his thumb before resting on your waist again.

“These are happy tears. I’m just emotional. You know I can’t help it.”

“I know, I know. I’m only teasing.”

Leaning against his chest, the two of you fell into a comfortable silence as you held the picture frame between both your hands, the two of you gazing at it fondly. You didn’t know what Xingjie was thinking, but you figured it couldn’t be too far off from your thoughts.

“I can’t believe it’s almost time,” Xingjie mused. “It seems like only yesterday when it all began.”

You hummed in agreement, placing the frame back on the dresser. “To this day, my mind still can’t process the fact that this is really happening. I feel like it’s all a dream.”

“Luckily for you, it isn’t a dream. It’s all real.”

“Lucky me indeed,” you grinned at him.

Xingjie returned your smile, kissing your forehead lovingly. Focusing his gaze back to the black and white photo, he breathed in deeply before slowly exhaling. Although he looked calm on the outside, you knew he was just as nervous as you are.

“What’s on your mind, love?” you asked, tilting your head to lightly press a kiss to his jawline.

Xingjie didn’t reply, so you patiently waited until he was ready to speak his thoughts. After a momentary silence, he replied, “Do you think I’ll do a good job?”

“Do you want the truth?”

He looked at you questioningly as if it were obvious, but nodded anyway. Turning around in his arms, albeit a bit awkwardly, you caressed both sides of his face affectionately between your hands so that you two were making eye contact.

“I think you’ll do more than good. You’re going to be an amazing daddy.”

Taking his hands, you placed them onto the swell of your belly. As if agreeing with your statement, you felt the little being inside of you kick against his palms. You swear you’ve never seen anything more beautiful than the smile that immediately broke onto Xingjie’s face when it came to your soon-to-be child. He knelt down on one knee so that he was face to face with your belly.

“Hey princess, I know you’re excited to come out of there, but try and take it easy on your mother, ok?” he sweetly requested.

He placed a chaste kiss on your tummy for your little girl. You had to fight back a new wave of tears from the heartwarming scene. You loved your growing family so much. You felt extremely blessed that this was your life. Xingjie looked up at you in adoration, intertwining his hand with yours. You admired the way your wedding rings glittered against your fingers.

“Mommy and daddy can’t wait to finally meet you.”

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nine-prcnt · 6 years

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undeniable

request ; could you please please please write xingjie asking you out on a date?

requested by ; @yanjuniverse

word count ; 1,798

this is long so i’ll be adding a cut c:

You had never felt more at peace than in that moment. Everything felt like home, a place you belonged and were supposed to be.

You and the gramarie boys were relaxing in their dorm’s living room. The tv was on but no one paid any attention to it, instead preferring to mess around or blast music. You were exhausted, wanting to have a quiet and chill day with them but they put an end to that soon.

As you sat on the couch, half sunk into the worn and well loved cushions, the scene before you couldn’t help but make you smile.

The sunlight was streaming in through the blinds that you had requested they leave half open and the room basked in a golden glow of the late afternoon sun. The white walls dripped in honey and the floor streaked with the shadows of the furniture and people within the room.

Yankai was trying to stop Xiao Gui from doing something dumb, Yanchen sitting at the base of the couch just watching everything unfold while Xingjie got Xiao Gui in his clutches after doing something bad. You hadn’t seen exactly what he did, too enveloped in your thoughts.

‘Say it.’

‘I did wrong.’

He was almost home free but Xiao Gui just couldn’t help himself.

‘Huba-ge.’

He added it late enough that Xingjie had already loosened his grip and he slipped free, escaping to the couch next to you.

‘Y/N save me!’

He slid in between your back and the couch.

You laughed at his predictable antics and for a moment Zhu Xingjie’s world stopped.

There was something about the way you smiled that blocked out everything else, how tired he felt after going through so many shows in the industry, the painstaking unending days of training he had gone through. Somehow you made it all worth it.

It wasn’t something he could pinpoint, but maybe then again it was everything that made you, you. The way you scrunched your nose when you bite into ice cream or drank a cold drink because you had sensitive teeth, or when you would steal any of their hoodies and wore them out, claiming that they had left them at yours. From all of the things he knew and noticed, he couldn’t deny the fact that he was undeniably and irrevocably in love with you.

He had known you for over a year now, actually coming up to two and it had been only a few months since he admitted his feelings to himself. For the first time in his life, he was lost and confused. If he let you know how he felt,there was so much that could be gained if you felt the same way but what scared him was in his mind, the bigger probability of him losing you, even as just a friend.

With each second passing by, he could feel that urge to tell you rising up, much like his heart threatening to burst from his chest or leap up his throat, choking his words in the process.

You threw your arm around Xiao Gui.

‘Aw, is Huba being mean to my Linkai?’

Xingjie didn’t know what pushed him over that edge he was so careful to not fall from but he stood up, slowly as if steadying himself and turned to go from the room.

‘No, the brat can keep being a brat.’

A silence captivated the people left behind and even though there was laughter on the tv, only the finality of xingjie’s door closing reached anyone’s ears. Your arm dangled from Xiao Gui’s shoulder as confusio but also shock took over.

Yanchen just sighed. He could see it in Xingjie what was happening. The older boy seemed to the majority that he hid his emotions well but around those who knew him as well as Yanchen did, there were certain little things that one would pick up on.

He stood up with a smile.

‘Let’s go shopping. The fridge is looking bare.’

You stood up as Xiao Gui and Yankai went to get a jacket or hoodie to throw on which left you and Yanchen in the room.

‘Are you sure it’s okay to leave Xingjie on his own?’

‘He won’t be on his own because you’re going to go talk to him.’

He saw the look you gave him.

‘I would stay and help but Yankai can’t control Xiao Gui and Xiao Gui isn’t to be left in charge of the money for shopping.’

It made sense to you but once the three had left, it finally hit you. You and Xingjie alone, and to make things more awkward, he was mad or upset in some way as far as you could tell.

It was the first door on the right. The spring embers from the living room were left behind and the place now seemed desolate. You knocked on the door.

No reply.

You had been inside before so you opened the door and went in.

There he was, sitting at the desk in one corner of the room. His back, from what you could see, didn’t move an inch. Headphones cupped his ears, the beats of what he was working on taking all of his attention.

You crossed the room, sitting on the bed and tucking yourself into the corner directly across from where Xingjie was at the desk. The blinds were almost all the way down, letting a rectangle stripe the walls with the escaping glow.

Time passed slowly but soon you were half asleep, clutching his pillow to your chest. The soft humming from Xingjie stopped when he finally noticed you in the room. He frowned to himself. Since when were you here? You had fallen asleep waiting for him and he couldn’t stop the adoring smile that graced his lips when he saw the way you clutched his pillow but there was a part of him that wanted to be the pillow, to have you hold him close as you slept.

Xingjie took the pillow from your grasp and put it back to where it had been before. Then he slipped his arm under your legs and another around your back, essentially carrying you. He lifted you up, only to put you back down again quickly but this time he lay you on the bed, covering you wth his blanket. He sat beside you at the top of the bed, unable to tear his eyes away from the sight of you sleeping in his bed. Although he knew that this truly meant nothing and that you two were still, and only ever going to be, friends, he savoured it nonetheless.

In your sleepy state, you didn’t realise that the humming had stopped and you also didn’t register the fact that you were now lying down,just that you felt warm. You reached out for the pillow but instead your arms wrapped around something soft to the touch but firm. You pulled yourself closer to it and rest your head.

The door opened and pulling you back to reality, Yanchen stepped into the room. You eyes had just opened when he spoke.

‘Wow, I didn’t expect you to tell them you love them so soon.’

‘I didn’t!’

Xingjie threw something at Yanchen to get him out of the room as you had him tied down in that moment.

‘Well, you have to now.’

He looked down at you, only to see you looking back up at him.

‘Shit.’

His face was flushed, his ears and neck tinged with a rose colour.

‘Did you hear Yanchen?’

He didn’t even need a response, there was a look on your face and something about it told him that you had heard.

‘He’s just joking around. Ignore him.’

He looked away as you kept on staring. There was something uncomfortable about the way he looked and felt under your gaze. You sat up now, across from him.

‘Don’t you love me?’

Your heart shattered in that moment along with Xiingjie’s.There was no way to answer you without possibly ruining everything but every second longer he didn’t say anything he was ruining it just as much.

‘Not even just as a frie-’

‘I do.

‘Honestly, I think I always have but I only realised it recently and it’s torn my world apart but also made it more beautiful. For the first time there is something, someone who is more important than my music and that scares me because music and performing has always been my first love and I thought that it would always be. Now it isn’t and I’m somehow okay with it.

‘You inspire me to create more beautiful things and I try to emulate the feeling that your laughter gives me or the sweet adrenaline in my veins when I see you smile or wearing one of my hoodies and everytime I fail, but I won’t stop trying because if it means that eventually one day I’ll be able to convey how you make me feel in a song and being able to experience these days when they are over, it will be worth the unending aching of my heart because you’re not by my side.’

You sat in the stunned silence that almost suffocated you both.

‘I’m okay with staying friends, as long as I still get to be with you and experience the beauty of life around you.’

‘I’m in love with you.’

It stumbles out of your mouth, forcing its way out to be heard and drift through the still air.

‘Are you sure?’

You nod and suddenly the tension has gone from the room.

Xingjie shoulder’s fell as he relaxed and after a while of the pair of you sitting in the silence of his now dark room, he said something.

‘Do you want to go for ice cream?’

You laughed at the absurdity of it.

‘Ice cream? Zhu Xingjie it is almost nine at night, completely dark outside and you want to get ice cream?’

You tried to fight the smile from your face as you spoke but you were sure that it had crept through.

‘It’s a first isn’t it?’

‘Yeah, and?’

‘I want to experience everything for the first time with you.’

‘Ah, you’re so cheesy! Who knew Huba would be like this?’

He frowned and sighed, almost resigned.

‘That’s never going away is it?

‘What?’

‘Huba.’

You shake your head, and get off the bed, making sure to grab his arm on the way up.

‘Nope, now come on Huba. Let’s go for that ice cream, my treat.’

You made sure to steal a hoodie from him as he started protesting the fact that you were going to pay. He shut up once he saw, but grumbled once more that he should pay.

OMG THAT’S FINALLY FINISHED! I SWEAR I HAVE BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOR THE LONGEST TIME!

i’m sorry it’s so long and tbh the quality is v inconsistent throughtout bcos i just didn’t know what to do and i needed to get it out since i have two different orals in the next two weeks so i need to study and focus on those y i k e s.

so thank you all for reading this and if you managed to struggle reading this right to the end? i’m sorry, thankful and proud of you.

-kee

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