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xiaojunsdiary · 2 months

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admire from afar

shen quanrui x m! reader

prompt: your classmate ricky dyes his hair and you just cannot take your eyes off of it. but someone else can’t take their eyes off you either

warnings: flirting, blushing, flustered reader, ricky being a tease, RED HAIR RICKY

word count: 992 words

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you have had a crush on your classmate and fellow acquaintance, shen quanrui, for a while now. the two of you sharing a few classes over your high school years. now both in your senior year.

he went by ricky in class but you never looked at him and thought of him that way tho. the two of you weren’t close but you had worked on some projects together in the past and greet each other in the hallways. ricky was nice, but the boy was also very popular.

he had gained popularity when he arrived halfway through your sophomore year as a foreign exchange student and had decided to stick it through to the end of high school here as he enjoyed the environment.

the other leading factor to ricky’s popularity was his undeniable beauty. the boy was stunning and had everyone infatuated. you were no different. for you couldn’t help but catch yourself staring at him from time to time, wether it be a few glance or an extensive stare, you admired generously.

* 🍒*

today started a new week of school. a lousy monday. you had done your normal routine of getting ready, brushing your teeth and walking walking to school as it wasn’t far but something was a little different.

the normal crowds that would gather about outside of school seemed to be louder today. gossip was spreading like a wild fire as you tried to listen in while making your way to your first class of the day. you heard ricky’s name slip a few times but never heard any follow up as there was so much going on.

when you had finally reached your first period: mathematic concepts, you eyed the main topic of today: shen quanrui but with red hair. a bold shade that was very different from the normal ice prince-blonde the boy had usually worn.

you didn’t realize you weren’t moving from the doorway until you heard an “excuse me” behind you. you quickly apologized and moved to sit down in your normal seat.

you began to get your belongings out on your desk as you stole another glance at ricky. the bright shade of red really complimented his features and even exaggerated them in the process.

your eyes had managed to catch his and he gave you a smile but you quickly looked away, embarrassed of being caught. you didn’t understand why as many other people were staring as well. probably because he had seen you in particular. ricky went back to conversing with his friends.

your math teacher walked in to begin his lesson while trying to ignore the flutter in your chest.

stupid, stupid, stupid you thought.

*🍒*

the lesson had went on for a moment and you had started to zone out due to boredom. your eyes wandered back over to ricky who was just a few seats away, taking notes down that your teacher had insisted you write down.

he felt someone staring at him and he looked up and locked eyes with you. you felt your face heat up in genuine embarrassment as you were supposed to be taking down notes, not ogling down your classmate. he gave you a small smirk and continued taking down notes.

you decided it was time to actually do some work yourself as well. the red hue on your face not leaving anytime soon as you recall the incident that had just occurred moments prior.

stupid, stupid, stupid.

*🍒*

the bell rang signaling the end of your first period. as students gathered up their materials and begin to exit the room, it took you a minute longer to pack up your things delaying your departure.

as you were putting the final notebook into your bag, you saw a pair of exquisite shoes perch their way beside your desk. looking up to meet eyes with…RICKY?

what could he possibly want? you thought

while there was only a few inches between the two of you, you felt much smaller as he gazed down at you this closely, an undisclosed meaning behind them.

“u-uh, hello?” you asked, zipping up your back back while attempting to hold eye contact. attempting to anyway.

“hi, mn. how are you?” he asked with a small smile.

“i’m okay. you?” you asked, happy you didn’t make a fool of yourself of stuttering again.

“i’m doing great, thank you. didn’t know so many people would be staring at me today, although, there was one pair of eyes that just couldn’t seem to stop” he replied, his smirk from earlier returning to his face.

your face went aflame as he had called you out for your looks you had given him earlier .

“i’m s-sorry, i hope i didn’t make you uncomfortable” you apologized, heat prominent on your cheeks.

“it’s okay. although, i’m curious” he said stepping a little closer.

“to what?”

“as to what your schedule looks like this weekend” he replies, slyly might you add.

“u-uh…,” you were in shock. what do you say?? “i’m unoccupied” a bit of hesitation near the end of your reply. shen quanrui wanted to potentially spend time with you?

“would you like to go out to dinner with me? i could pick you up” he asked, now a smile was stationed upon his face.

“yes!” you replied a little too enthusiastically, you cleared your throat” “yes, that sounds lovely”

omgomgomg, your crush just asked you out!!

“then it’s a date. how’s friday night at 7pm work for you?” he said, shifting more body weight onto his right leg, making his current pose even more attractive.

you nodded with a smile.

“great, well, see you then, gorgeous” he said while leaning in to press his lips to your right cheek before he made his exit.

you stood and stared at the door from which ricky had just left through. your face burning

what the fuck just happened

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A/N: this shit deleted halfway though so sorry if the way i wrote it changes like halfway LMAOO. but OMGGGG, RICKY’S RED HAIR HE DEBUTED WITH TODAY, I’M FUCKING SCREAMING. I CALLED THAT SHÍT. i need him so bad, i’m blushing

posted: 03-10-24

edited: ???

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comments & reblogs are very appreciated!! <3

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walosiiii · 9 months

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bad kitty...

pairing :: jealous dom!shen quanrui x sub brat!male reader

genre :: smut

tw :: top!ricky, 10th member!reader, unprotected sex ( remember to use protection ), pet play, sir/master kink, degradation, slight breeding kink, mentions of zhang hao x male reder, use of the words "slut" "whore and "good boy", hair pulling, overstimulation, ricky fucking the reader till he cant speak, aftercare

it was supposed to be a joke.

you were filming a variety show with your members, you being bored decided to tease hao while the other members were talking about god knows what, touching his thigh, holding his head. however you didnt know the whole time ricky was watching from the sidelines, eyes darkening when he saw the scene unfold in front of him. you didn't even notice his glare until the filming was over and you guys were back at the dorms, you tried to give a quick goodbye to hao and the others however before you could say anything you were dragged into you and rickys shared dorm.

he threw you onto the bed "you think youre funny, huh?" he said, glaring down at you, you were about to respond when you were interrupted, "don't talk" he commanded. "clothes off now", "w-what" you said looking down "did i stutter y/n" you scrambled to take off your clothes, throwing them onto the floor and looking back at him, he was just staring at you, eyes dark. "turn around and get on your hands and knees" he ordered, "ricky i-" he cut you off grabbing a fist full of your hair yanking your face towards him, "is that my name?" he said "n-no sir" he let your hair go and went into your guys closet grabbing a box, placing it on the nightstand next to the bed, "i saw what you were doing" he said voice deep. "flirting with him, acting like a whore" he stoped a minute "did i teach my kitty to be a whore?" he said opening the box and getting out a collar and a leash.

"no not the collar, ill be a good boy i promise" you pleaded however this didnt stop him from putting it on you, yanking on it making you choke a bit, "i think my kitty needs to be reminded who they belong to"

he grabbed your waist flipping you over, he started by kissing all over your neck leaving bites all over, slowly going lower, he sucked on your nipples making them hard, "s-sir please" you moaned, he bit down harshly on one making you let out a small yelp, he started kissing down your stomach, avoiding your cock.

"sir, i need you" you said, he let out a laugh "you need me huh?" he said "well maybe you shouldve thought about that before whoring yourself out for some cock" he slapped your cock with his hand smiling when he saw you flinch and let out a sob, "maybe if you beg ill fuck you" he said, you were desperate "please, please sir fuck me, please, im yours" you said starting to cry, he smiled grabbing the lube squirting some on his fingers and spreading your legs, rubbing around your hole. he stuck a finger in, "such a whore, so hard for me, are you master's little whore?" he asked, "please sir just fuck me, please" you cried, ignoring his words, he took his finger out pulling the leash once again making you choke, "answer the fucking question" he yelled "yes sir im a whore, im master's little slut" you cried, tears rolling down your cheeks, "that's a good boy" he said.

he took his clothes off pumping his cock a few times, he took the lube squirting more before lathering it on his cock, after hes done he then slips his finger back in your hole this time adding another.

he fingered you open, scissoring his fingers to stretch you out, after a few minutes he pulled his fingers out, he put his cock up to your hole, teasing the tip. he slowly pushed in, bottoming out. he stayed still waiting for a moment for you to adjust, after a few seconds he started moving. going fast and hard, making sure you could feel him everywhere, the feeling of the collar on your neck was overwhelming.

"sir take the collar off it hurts, ill be a good boy p-promise!" you said crying, "maybe next time kitty" he said thrusting hard into your hole, you let out a moan.

he wrapped his hand around your neck, squeezing, "im gonna cum" you said, "cum for your master" he said pulling on the leash, you came letting out a moan and tears falling down your face, you tightened around him, "gonna fill my kitty with my cum, make everyone know who he belongs to" he said fucking into you even harder, you were overstimulated, sobbing and whimpering. "im gonna cum in you, breed my slut" he moaned. after a few seconds he was cumming in you, that didnt stop him from pounding into your hole ruthlessly ignoring your pleads and sobs.

after a minute he was cumming again, you were so overstimulated, so sensitive. he continued thrusting grabbing your oversensitive cock jerking it harshley, "sir its too much, its too much, please sir stop" you cried. after a few thrusts you came again, it hurt, tears streaming down your face. "good boy" ricky said "good kitty" he kissed your forehead, slowing his pace down until he finally stopped.

he took his cock out of your hole, watching the cum leak out, you were exhausted. "y/n are you ok?" he asked, you were quiet, "hey its ok" he said taking off the collar, he kissed you passionately, "can you sit for me?" he asked, you did what he asked, "i-i" you couldnt speak, "it's ok, it's ok. how about a bath and we can cuddle" he suggested, you just nodded, he got up picking you up bridal style and taking you to the bathroom and starting a bath, putting you down in it. him following in soon after.

little did you know the whole time hao was in his room playing with himself to your moans and pleads, wishing it was him who was causing you to cry, and not ricky.

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mintsvnoo · 3 months

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JUST WANT YOUR ATTENTION!

PAIRING zb1! ricky x gnreader

— in which (name) is a favored upper class and would always be asked by first years to help them with their school work, continuously depriving attention to their best friend shen quanrui. having been fed up with it, mister loverman decides to confront the first years about it, ultimately leading to him confessing his love for (name) to the freshmen's...

GENRE non-idol au, fluff, drabble, friends to lovers

WARNING|S threatening freshmans?

A. NOTE all writings and reactions from these idols are from MY imagination, it does not reflect their actions and reactions irl! dàjiě/dá gē is a word in chinese, meaning big sister (dàjiě) and big brother (dá gē) or eldest sister/eldest brother, while for lǎoshī is referred to a teacher. i used chinese words since ricky's nationality is chinese.

more under the cut !

“hey (name)! i've got something cool for you to see”

turning around you saw your best friend quanrui, walking with a swift pace, opening your mouth to say something, but instead of your soft voice that quanrui wished to hear, a young and annoyingly loud voice was heard instead. “dàjiě/dá gē (name)! come with us!! we need your help for something!” said five first year students who we're running quickly towards the both of you, well evidently, you. stopping for a second to catch their breaths before saying. “our teacher made us do a video project on how to make a diagram of a volcano erupt!” the boy in the middle said before getting cut off. “we've tried every procedures and steps and tutorials, but nothing worked! you're our only hope now!!” the shortest girl of the bunch continued with a pleading tone at the end. “oh, i... have something else to—” you tried to protest but was quickly cut short. “pretty please, dàjiě/dá gē (name)!~” all of them pleaded at the same time.

you sighed knowing your in a losing battle before agreeing to come with them. as they now grabbed you towards their room, you turn your head back to ricky to shot him an apologetic expression, while he just smiled and raised his hand up to motion a wave and walked away.

this went on for twenty. more. days. and it'll be always when he would come up to you to talk or just overall try to hangout with you, it's almost like they we're trying to keep him away from you! no, wait IT IS like they want to keep him away from you! and no way can he let that happen. so one day, after the first lunch break, he quickly went to the first year building after eating his fill to confront those pesky little attention stealers...

“hey you, your (insert random name) right?” ricky said while walking behind a group of short freshman's thats attention where quickly gathered. “y-yeah, do you need anything dá gē rick..?” now forgot to mention the ricky is has notorious reputation in all of campus. he's that typical bad boy campus crush with only one friend, that's you the school crush and also he only let's you call him ricky. “yeah, need you to stop always asking (name) for help with your stupid group projects, if your always going to rely on a senior for help then how are you supposed to learn to be dependent? and also why do you always have group projects? wang lǎoshī isn't one to give out group project every now and then—” before ricky could finish, he was quickly cut off by the truth. “okay, okay! you caught us... we don't actually always have group projects,” said the boy at the left. “we would always ask dàjiě/dá gē (name) to come with us because we are afraid that you're doing something bad to them! because you know.. they said you we're a bully....” (insert random name) continued before the girl next to him nudged his arm harshly to stop him from talking more.

not shocked by the sudden accusation, ricky simply relaxed his shoulders and reassured them that. “their my friend, not my punching bag. so stay away from them, okay?” he said in soft yet monotone voice befire turning around, once he was about to walk away a sudden ‘why?' was heard followed by a audible slap was heard. wherein, ricky only turned his head to look at them. “because i want to spend time with them for atleast once. and also because, they're going to be mine.” he said, as the group of freshman's only looked at him with a slightly shocked face. realizing what he just said, he swiftly turned back his head and slowly bolted out of the teen's gaze. ignoring the 'so you like dàjiě/dá gē (name)!?’ question.

the next day, after arriving to school, he was quick to grabbed his books and quickly went to find yoy, which turned out to be a mistake. since he saw you sitting on a railing outside your classroom with that... pesky little boy.. whispering something at your ear. when you two locked eyes, his stomach suddenly began to feel tingly, and his face not hiding it. i mean, he just can't especially on how you looked at him like the truth the you've yearned to come true was being said to you, the way you smiled so brightly with clear blushing cheeks. it's almost like his gaze was locked on you and only you can be seen and heard, and also can be the only one to break that lovesick gaze.

“right, so you, just want my attention, hm?” oh, how all his regrets on confessing his feelings to those freshmen's haved all been slipped away after you said those words.

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ddeonuswhre · 2 months

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤTo my 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 fan.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤRicky × M!reader.

Summary: You and Quan have been dating since a few months after he debuted, and you decided to surprise him by going to one of his fansing.

Genre: fluff, curses (few), lovers, a lot of affection.

Author's note: This will be a unique chapter, + it was a request from days ago, It's a little short, but I hope you like it! ♥︎

words: +500.

"Please continue to love and support us!" Said one of the boys who was one more member away from Ricky and clearly everyone knew who you were. You were very nervous because you didn't know what his reaction would be, however your heart calmed down a little after seeing the next member, it was JiWoong, he immediately smiled at you and took your hands to caress them a little, you both had a very good talk, after all he was your closest friend outside of the Idol-Fan role.

On the other hand, Ricky would have heard your voice and made him nervous, it didn't take that long for him to start looking for you with his eyes and come across the scene that you were quite close to your friend, JiWoong, he became a little jealous now. It was impossible not to see the two of you beyond the fact that you were laughing almost out loud. You were practically very close to him, just a few meters away. A short time passed and you were already in front of your boyfriend, everything felt so strange, but you knew how to handle it and you took out a small gift from your small bag.

"T-take it, it's a little drawing I made for you, on the back there are some words that I always wanted to say to you" You said with a smile on your face, the boy would have purposely brushed his hands against yours and whispered to you in Chinese:—"I love you a lot, my love".— to which you responded in the same way, and now he was the one who took your hands firmly after having kept the letter in his pants pocket. Sadly, time was about to end, and he decided to sign the album you had on the table. Inside it, he left a small letter along with several hearts around it. After a couple of smiles before the staff let you know that you were finally done, you went back to your seat and enjoyed the last hour where they did nothing more than read some letters and dance to songs from other groups.

You had finally arrived home, somewhat tired from the posture you were doing for no more than 10 minutes between each member, however you were happy to have seen Ricky so happy. You were inside your little bubble until someone rang the doorbell of your apartment, you quickly got out of bed and went to the door, you noticed that it was the same boy who made you feel like you were in heaven. You didn't hesitate to open the door and also receive a big hug for him.

"I read the letter you gave me, you don't know how much I wanted to hug you and kiss you at that moment" Quan said after separating slightly from you, this to leave a small kiss on your lips. You smiled naively and began to leave several kisses on his face, which made him smile and let a soft laugh come out of his lips. "We're in a pretty private place, I think we can stop pretending that I'm just a fan who admires everything you do." You closed the door that was behind the tallest boy and broke away from the hug to take his hand. You turned around and started heading towards the sofa.

And so you two spent a fairly quiet night, you did nothing but kiss, compliment each other on how they looked at the meeting, hug each other and many other things. Finally, you both fell completely asleep, and you only got up for a short period to tell the boy that they should go to the room. "Baby, come on, it will be more comfortable in bed." Ricky nodded and took your hand to head to your room.

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127luvr · 2 months

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our season ✮⋆˙ᝰ.ᐟ

shen ricky x (mute) male reader

in which ricky is convinced he has no soulmate.

four is an important age for any growing child. at four you are learning to read and write. at four you are learning to socialize with other children your age outside of your parents' constant watch. at four you are still struggling to tie your own shoes without the help of an adult. at four, in this world, it was the first you heard of soulmates.

for ricky it was his first year of private education. being away from his parents had proven to be difficult at first, but he adjusted accordingly. even at a young age he was a charismatic, charming every boy and every girl he encountered. he was never alienated for not having a soulmate mark like the rest--at least--not at this age.

he never questioned it. there were reports of many others not getting their soulmate's words until many years later. he felt he was surrounded by all the love he needed, regardless of whether or not the universe granted him a soulmate. he was never without someone who cared for him.

for you, it was different. you had little to no memory of your time as a four year old. you had trouble recalling your youth--your years before becoming an adult. you learned to be independent from a very young age. learning to fend for yourself before any of your classmates. it was a given--after all--having to navigate the world by communicating through your hands or the letters on your phone rather than speaking aloud was difficult.

but you weren't four years old anymore. and although the pain still sticks with you--you hadn't been the neglected child in your home for years. no longer ashamed of being alive--but still not comfortable enough in your own skin to be able to communicate with your own voice. it was a double-edged sword.

you never got the soulmate speech from your parents. you remember one day suddenly having a plethora of apologies appear on your arm in perfect cursive handwriting. your first attempt at scrubbing it off deeming unsuccessful. the words were more prominent against your irritated, red skin. 'hey, i'm so sorry, are you okay?' you wore them like a curse, hiding them no matter where you went. you can't remember the last time someone apologized to you, but it didn't bother you anymore. the world was harsh--cold against anyone who didn't conform to societal norms.

it had been some time since you moved away from your hometown. somewhere more diverse, where they didn't look at you weird for coming in with your order already written in your notes app. you moved to a place where they offered sign language as a course in university. something you never thought you'd see in your life, having been holed up in a small town full of people who only thought about themselves.

it was refreshing.

sitting in the quaint coffee shop where you had become a regular. you look over the screen of your laptop every now and again, watching new faces appear every couple of hours. you loved hearing the buzz of people, picking up on conversations between friends as they walked past your table cautiously. some gave you polite smiles, recognizing you from campus. others sat at the tables surrounding you, their fingers hovering over their keyboards as their eyes scan the words on their screens.

you shut your laptop. stretching your arms out in front of you as quietly as you could. the sleeve of your shirt coming up towards your elbow as you do so. you catch a glimpse of the words on your left forearm, the letters still as perfect as the day they appeared. but you swore they were lighter. a deep shade of brown instead of the jet black you remember them being.

you pay it no mind, shaking your head to yourself as you gather your things to leave. you never bothered to learn about soulmates, tuning it out when it was brought up in study groups. it wasn't something you could avoid forever, but living in ignorance for as long as you have had you deluded into thinking the day would never come.

the bell on top of the door rings as you push your chair in. the sudden noise startling you into looking up.

he's almost as tall as the door frame. with bright blonde hair that barely reaches his shoulders. he is adorned in all black from head to toe--black button up tucked into his black slacks--a branded belt accentuating his waist. the moment passes in slow motion. with the light from the afternoon sun shining behind him as he steps through the threshold. he looks angelic--otherworldly, even.

but you snap out of it, walking towards the counter to ask for a refill before you walk out of the shop.

you stand in line a few feet behind him, admiring his broad shoulders and long legs in the process. you've never seen anyone like him before. not around campus, and definitely never in the cafe you're standing in. he screams elegance--with the branded wallet and platinum card he pulls out of his pocket to pay. he has a strange pull to him.

ricky is no stranger to having all eyes on him wherever he goes. but you're different. he feels your eyes burning holes into his skin as you stand behind him. he feels your presence. the way you mindlessly tap your fingers on your thighs as a distraction as you wait for him to get his drink and leave. but he keeps his posture straight, only engaging in conversation with the barista when he has to.

you hear a small thank you come from him, his soft voice startling you as it contrasted greatly from the way he was dressed. you pull your eyes off of him as soon as he bows his head, swallowing hard when you see his shoes turn to you. you take a step forward, not taking into account how close your bodies were.

ricky takes a step towards your direction simultaneously, trying to get a sip before walking out.

but he's unsure of how his drink ended up on the floor. too busy staring at your wide eyes and dropped mouth to notice the way his coffee stained the bottom of your pants an odd shade of brown. he doesn't even take into account the way the line behind the two of you grows more and more impatient with each second that passes.

his heart threatens to jump out of his chest, his composure finally giving into your fervent gaze, "hey, i'm so sorry, are you okay?"

your arms come up immediately, your (f/c) tote bag sliding off your shoulder as you struggle to sign. but his question sounds familiar. it stings at your arm, the cursive letters now golden under your long sleeve as you roll it up to relieve the pinching. you eyes shift from ricky's face to your arm, heat spreading from your face all the way down to your chest.

his large hands pull you to the side, standing beside you to look at your arm. his eyebrows furrow as he pulls his own sleeves up to his elbows, showing you blank milky wrists. but he can feel your pull, as if you were both attached by an invisible string. regardless of how bizarre the situation was, ricky was already planning a future with you in his mind. he hadn't even heard you speak a word but he was enthralled. enchanted by your charming sense of style and eccentric (h/c) hair.

"i'm ricky."

your hands move before you can form a coherent sentence in your mind, i'm y/n.

and suddenly everything clicks for ricky. for once, he is grateful he learned sign language instead of a language he'll never get to use. and he smiles at you, a smile that over time will only be reserved for you.

#this has been sitting in my drafts for over a month.#ricky shen #shen quanrui #ricky x male reader #zerobaseone #zb1 x male reader

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yunqitv · 23 days

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I STILL LOVE YOU _ ZB1 RICKY

📁 PAIRING : IDOL!SHEN QUANRUI X NON IDOL!MALE READER 📁 GENRE : LOST CONTACT, LEFT BEHIND, REKINDLE, FLUFF, ANGST ╰┈➤ AUTHOR'S NOTE : after spending some time getting to know zb1 after finding out jiwoong was an idol after binge-watching all his bls, I found a large attachment to ricky. i don't know if it's because he's so fine or because he's making me want to finish my mandarin studies lol

ଘ(੭ ྀི ˘ ᵕ ˘)੭ I decided I still love you

It was late at night. The roads were practically empty at this time, and in a lowly dimmed alley M/n spotted his reason for being out this late. Shen Quanrui. M/n thought that when the younger would debut, their contact would dwindle. And that was true, until the idol called, weeping, and said he had made a mistake.

M/n pulled over his motorcycle, taking off his helmet; he swiped his hair back as he jogged over to the blonde-haired male in a squat against the with his arms hanging out in front of him.

“I’m here,” M/n whispered as he caressed the top of Quan’s head, fingers sweeping strands of his hair soothingly and gently.

It took a second, but Quan lifted his head, puffy eyes as his lips parted slowly, “You're here?”

M/n hummed in confirmation.

Quan leaned into M/n’s touch, “Of course, you're here.” Quan repeated, slurring as if he was drunk. The corner of his bratty lips curl up in a pitiful smile.

M/n chuckled softly, taking Quan into an embrace, “Mmm, my Prince, you're such a crybaby. What am I gonna do with you?”

Quan lightly hit M/n on the shoulder, gripping his jean jacket tight, “Stop it, don't tease me like this.” Quan pulled back, a pout pushing at his lips as he took a good look at M/n’s face.

This face. M/n’s face. He hasn’t since in a while.

It was the face he had seen every day since middle school. The face he saw curl up in disgust, get pissy, get tired, and the face he saw painted in tears as they parted ways so Quan could focus on his idol life.

M/n was always quiet. Not a noisy person, and didn’t stick himself into other people’s businesses. If you said you were leaving, he wouldn’t fight. That was the end.

M/n considered auditioning for Boys Planet to follow in Quan’s footsteps, but he doubted he would be talented enough to even get casted. He could sing and dance, he even practiced with Quan in the school’s music room often. But he found himself attached to his piano rather than his voice.

So instead, he and his Aunt relocated to Korea just the same and opened up a Jazz Bar. There, M/n got to bartend and occasionally play, while also keeping up with Boys Planet, and the Zerobase one when they debut.

“Let's get off the street, hm? I'll take you to Auntie’s bar since it's close. Good?”

“Good.” Quan agreed, taking M/n’s extended hand he lifted himself up off the ground. “Since when did Auntie own a bar?”

“You’ve missed a lot, Mr. Planet. I’m sure she’ll explain herself.”

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“Oh my gosh! My Riri, when did you get so grown!”

As expected, M/n’s aunt threw herself at Quan covering him in hugs and kisses, beckoning him over to the freshly wiped bar counter where she gossiped and raved about Quan’s performances on the survival show.

M/n stood beside Quan, who was swiveling side to side on of the bar stools like a little kid. Weird. M/n thought. It’s like the child jumped out of him when he got here. Taking a better look at Quan, sipping his bottled coffee, M/n noticed a few things… different. His skin is glowing under the bar’s lights. He’s sat like he runs the place. The once chubby cheeks now look like freshly cut diamonds.

He’s different.

“Ah, it’s really good chatting with you, Riri, really. But I’m getting old so, I must get some beauty sleep, ah. Do you see these bags? They could hold all the liquor in this room.” Auntie gestured to the bottles and glasses covering the bar and hanging from the rack.

“Auntie~ You’re already beautiful, really. But, sleep well!”

“Mmm, and nephew!” Auntie called out as she made her way to the staircase at the back of the bar, “Make sure I see him in the morning, okay? Don't snatch him up before I make breakfast!”

“Mm, I will. Go upstair, go go.” M/n rushed, annoyed with his Aunt’s tipsy rambling.

“She’s the same, that’s a relief.” Quan giggled, putting his elbows in a cross on top of the counter.

M/n walked behind the counter, throwing his bottle in the trash, “Some people don’t like much of a change. It can be scary.”

“Mm, that’s true.” Quan agreed, his heart lightly sinking feeling like M/n’s words were lingering on his choices.

“Are you staying? Auntie make up my room for you.”

“Made up your room? You don’t stay here?”

M/n shook his head, “Moved out a few weeks ago. I got that Wake One job, remember?”

True. M/n did get offered a position at Wake One. They were looking for a vocal coach for their trainees and M/n was looking for some extra cash. That’s how he and Quan fell back in contact.

“Oh,” Quan said shortly. His shoulders slumping, and all of a sudden he’s back to that small and helpless-looking boy from earlier.

“Yeah… um, so how’s it being an idol? You dreamed of it for so long I-”

“Do you still love me?”

M/n paused, the empty feeling of the room crawling up his skin. His lips parted as if he was going to say something, but all that came out was, “What?”

“I said- um, do you still love me? Like… you know, like you said when I left.”

M/n turned, his back leaning on the bar as he bit his lip. I did say that.

In his most vulnerable moment, of course he would say that.

It wasn’t a lie.

None of it was.

Suddenly, a pair of arms wrap around M/n’s waist. Quan’s head rests on M/n’s chest, “Say it. Say you love me still.”

“I-I,” M/n stuttered. He couldn’t believe Quan had latched onto his heart again so quickly.

2 years he waited. Moved to another country, learned Korean on Duolingo and YouTube, helped build up an amazing source of entertainment with his Aunt, and tripped over himself gunning for that Wake One position.

“Quanrui,” M/n called out softly, lifting Quan’s head. With both hands, he held Quan’s cheeks as his lips ghosted over the latter’s before pressing a gentle kiss on his lips.

“I still love you.”

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mins-fins · 10 months

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withered — ricky shen

ricky wonders if he's good enough for such a task, and as time ticks, another flower in the garden withers.

tags :: ricky shen x m!reader , a bunch of analogies , ricky is extremely introverted , reader is a flower nerd , angst?? fluff?? idk , they have a happy ending , they don't talk much but they communicate if you get what i mean

y/n likes flowers, ricky guesses.

well— it's not really a guess, more a well known fact, as it's spread across his room. his room is littered with flower material, flower paintings adorn his walls, and they seem to be everywhere you turn.

it seems to be a hobby of his to collect flower related souvenirs, ricky notes.

y/n is an interesting character to say the least, he isn't complicated in the way that ricky feels he needs to find clues, he's already cracked the case, he's complicated with how he feels.

one emotion, all day, everyday, happiness.

ricky finds it confusing.

how can someone be so happy? he's never seen the boy without a smile on his face. he doesn't think he's even seen any of his friends like that, not even junhyeon, the smiliest of smiley people.

however, ricky also finds it nice.

he doesn't particularly remember how he and y/n became friends, but he knows the boy approached him first, making friends was much more better when the person didn't treat you like you were the king of the world.

his presence was simply enjoyable, ricky thinks he could listen to him ramble about flowers and gardening all day, even if they aren't his interests, he enjoys listening to y/n talk about what he likes.

though sometimes he feels like a pushover, he constantly gets reassured by y/n that it's okay, that it's fine for him to tag along with whatever he was doing even if he stayed quiet most of the time.

he has no particular interest in flowers, but y/n does, so he listens, and remembers. he remembers certain things or facts y/n tells him, so when he does talk, he has context on what topic y/n is talking about.

he's a good friend, maybe ricky would like to be something more than friends, but he can't say anything because he feels embarrassed. he knows y/n is understanding, but every time he did try to say something, he quickly shut himself up in fear of sounding stupid.

he just stays quiet.

but then, a flower died.

y/n took care of the flowers in his garden like they were his children, his grandparents were too old now to take care of their own garden, so y/n took up that responsibility.

so when one of them died, it was.. weird to say the least.

"i can't believe it, this is so weird?" his statement comes out as more of a question than anything, as he stares at the dead tulip out of place in his garden of blooming flowers. "it was just fine yesterday?"

ricky stares, he's never liked the sight of dead flowers. it gives him chills, like how an actual corpse would, though his expression doesn't falter one bit, his heart breaks at the sight of it.

"i'm sorry" ricky suddenly says, words barely a whisper. y/n perks up, looking over at him, he tilts his head to the side, as if confused on why ricky would feel the need to apologize.

"what?" he asks, and ricky pauses. he doesn't know why he feels the need to apologize, he just does, he feels in his heart as if he did something to blame, as if the tulip dying was his fault.

"i'm just.. sorry" he whispers again, y/n blinks, and ricky can't decipher what he feels this time. he hopes y/n isn't mad, constantly apologizing is a bad habit of his, and he doesn't want to be a nuisance. "your flower died".

"it's okay!" y/n quickly reassures, like he's done a thousand times before. he pats his back, a smile coming to his face.

still, there's a feeling of a guilt that washes over ricky.

y/n keeps the enthusiasm, though, as he always does, but there's something bothering ricky, his feelings.

he wonders, wonders what y/n feels, what y/n thinks of him, is he annoyed? tired? done with him?

he wonders everyday.

his flowers keep withering, dying. y/n is clearly confused on why they are, he's a good gardener, everyone knows that. so why do his flowers keep dying? it makes no sense.

ricky watches as he gets more and more confused by the sudden withering, especially in the middle of spring. he wonders if his unsaid love has something to do with it, but he feels stupid thinking such things, because why would it?

he gets consumed in his thoughts as he listens to his parents argue about money. the two of them barely ever acknowledge his presence, even if he's sitting right there, do they care? no, they're too busy negotiating with investors.

everything goes by in a flash, and the next second, he finds himself at y/n's house. he always goes there for solace, comfort. y/n is willing to let him sit there silently, he never judges him for things that are apart of his character.

"your parents are fighting again?"

of course they are. ricky doesn't have to say anything for y/n to know what happened, he just stays silent, and y/n knows what his answer is due to that silence.

"do you want me to get you something?"

"no.. no i'm fine".

"do you wanna talk about it?"

ricky goes silent, he clasps his hands together. he bites his inner cheek, and y/n simply laughs. "it's okay" he says in a hushed tone, pulling his sleeves to cover his hands as ricky simply stares at him.

did y/n notice how much of a loving gaze ricky was staring at him with? ricky is sure he would notice if anyone, let alone his best friend, stared at him with such loving eyes.

maybe he needed to be more obvious.

nope, never mind, throw that plan out of the window.

if ricky did get rejected, then being obvious would be insanely embarrassing and he would never live it down.

so, he resorted to the next best thing, what he always does—

staying silent and keeping his feelings reserved.

y/n is a talker, so it's not overly silent when he's around, ricky usually enjoys the peace and quiet but y/n's voice relaxes him to an unexpected extent.

they're doing what they always do, y/n rambles about his hobbies, waters his plants, and all that jazz whilst ricky listens, listens to everything he says even if he doesn't really get it all that much.

"ricky can i show you something?"

ricky hums, nodding. he hears y/n's footsteps shuffling closer to him and he suddenly grabs his wrist. ricky finally pays attention and notices that y/n is putting a bracelet on his wrist.

"so, do you like it?" he inquires. "i know your used to fancier stuff being rich and all—"

"no no" ricky shakes his head, cutting into y/n's words. "it's beautiful, i love it" he replies honestly, examining the bracelet on his wrist, one which y/n had made himself.

y/n smiles, humming. he rubs his eyes, staring up at ricky, and ricky feels like he's gonna faint.

"ricky?"

"yes?"

"do you like me?"

ricky is in disbelief, not only because he answered his question with another question, but because of said question. trust and believe, if ricky knew that he knew he would've never beat himself up about it, he's just in shock—

"um.. why are you asking?"

"because i like you!" y/n squeaks, covering his mouth right away. "and i don't wanna be wrong in thinking you like me then get hurt.." he mutters, he momentarily looks away from ricky to gather his thoughts.

"also, i don't wanna be mean, but it seems kind of obvious.."

ricky thinks his face is completely red at this point, and he wouldn't blame y/n for laughing at his face because of how flustered he is. he blinks, not knowing how to respond, though his answer seemed pretty obvious.

"yeah, yeah i do like you, thanks for figuring it out".

y/n covers his mouth as he laughs again, ricky feels his face go red and he covers it with his hands.

"aww, you look so cute".

at least they had a happy ending.

AUTHORS NOTE — do you guys wanna know how long this shit has been rotting in my drafts?? the ending was literally so bland omg i hate myself but it's ricky sooooooo

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gyuvision · 3 months

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goodnight ricky

wc ; 1k - pairing ; ricky shen x fem reader

summary ; before your roommate left she promised she’d find you a replacement. 3 years later she never did, until now, leaving you as confused as ever while you looked at the 6ft male sitting in your room.

contains -> fluff/slight angst

you came back late, having class at a top (and painfully competitive) med school plus the late shift at the local coffee shop. you were tired especially during exams. all you wanted was to stay in your bed and read a book, or sleep for the rest of the night. however you pleased.

so naturally being that exhausted you were absolutely not expecting the man sitting in your desk, drawing towards the conclusion that you were hallucinating and that maybe sleep sounded like a better idea than a book.

“someone told me to wait for you here”

“what?”

“you know, your roommate?”

oh. right.

your roommate was your best friend. you were inseparable, shared the same dreams, got into the same college together.

but everything changed. she got a boyfriend, and suddenly your future wasn’t as intertwined as you originally planned it to be.

they broke up and she realized she wasn’t sure what she wanted. everything about her had changed and your schedule almost never lined up because of how many times she changed it for her ex.

so, she cut ties, peacefully. she explained she no longer wanted the same thing as you and left but promised to visit soon and that she’d find someone to take her place because she knew how much you hated being on your own.

guess that explained why the man (who you later knew as shen quanrui) was waiting for you, in the same spot she always waited for you to come home.

“its been.. 2 years since she left. how could you have found me when she couldn’t even shoot a text?”

“unbeknownst you, you mean a great deal to her more than you seem to think you do. i was her partner in art school before we had graduated, and she sent me here. she knows how you are, with your life plan laid out in front of you, for you. she knows you’d still live here even after almost 3 years. she knows you’d end up getting into med school after college. you’re not that unpredictable jung y/n.”

“so i’ve been prepared all my life, and what about it? i don’t march towards things without a plan. and how could you address me by my full name when i don’t even know yours?”

“shen quanrui.”

“shim what?” “shen. quan. rui. shen quanrui. its not that hard.”

“so you’re not korean?” “obviously not. i’m chinese.”

“can you say your name one more time?”

“my god. you can just call me ricky.”

“lovelicky.” “what?” “nothing.”

“i brought back food. it was supposed to be a snack for me but i guess you can have it now that i know i’ll be accommodating for two from this point on.”

“thanks. but uh- can we just go to sleep?” ricky asked, moving from your desk to sit on your twin bed.

“what? this is a two person flat. go sleep in her old room.”

“uh- i would, assuming she left behind her bed. but you kind of boarded up her room and i’m not looking to take it down at midnight on a thursday.”

“oh. i guess you’re right. i forgot about that. i just never assumed she’d actually send someone to me so i didn’t want to look at everything she left behind.”

ricky shrugged and laid down on one side of your bed, while he let you climb into the side touching the wall. since when was he wearing pajamas?..

“isnt this weird?” you muttered.

“not really.”

“i just met you.”

“your couch looks stiff as fuck and i’m not sleeping on the floor.”

right. you had a couch.. maybe med school is taking a toll on your memory. you feel like your frontal lobe is deteriorating.

ricky watched as you reached for a book, before he quickly grabbed your hand and set it back down on the shelf above the bed.

“no. sleep. you have school then the night shift at the cafe.”

“how did you-” “you leave your schedule framed on your fridge.” “right..”

“goodnight y/n.”

“okay. goodnight ricky.”

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foryiujeans · 11 months

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too many nights.

synopsis. those nights of him coming back late with missing your presence snuggled in bed but everything changes when you’re gone.

pairings. ex-lover!ricky x fem!reader.

warnings. slight angst, crying, suggestive.

word count. 4k

general taglist. @forsobeans

“i want to stop.”

"i want to stop," you mumble, not sure if it's coherent.

with that, you flee to your room, covering your mouth to keep the sobs from coming out. you slam your bedroom door behind you, barely making it to your bed before you collapse on it. nausea works its way through you and you fight to keep it down, but it feels like your own body is fighting against the stupid choice you just made.

it's not even a minute later when your bedroom door flies back open and ricky barges in. you glance up at him, not even caring how horrible you look, and find that he almost looks just as bad as you. his face is beet red and his cheeks are wet with tears that tear you into pieces.

"what the hell are you talking about? why are you breaking up with me?"

"ricky, i told you to leave."

"no. i’m not leaving until we talk about this."

he moves toward you and gathers you up in his arms. he holds onto you tightly like you're a life raft keeping him afloat. when you feel his whole body shaking, you hate yourself.

"talk to me," he pleads into your hair. "let me in."

"i’m not good enough for you.," you cry. "you deserve so much more than I can give you. all i do is bring you down, and I can't live with myself for doing that.”

he gets down on the floor next to you and grabs your hand, holding it tightly. when his cracking voice penetrates your brain, the tears flow a little harder.

“just follow your dreams, ricky. become an idol, i have my own things to do too.”

the high comes down much quicker than you'd like. the feelings and sensations of existing in the real world start to tingle along your nerve endings. With a sigh, you lean your head back against the bathroom cupboard and close your eyes. while the cold tile underneath you starts to form, you feel wetness on your cheek.

bringing your hand up to your face, you pull it away to discover that you're crying. dropping your hand on the floor, you don't hear the front door opening or the subsequent calling of your name. you’re too focused on the fact that you've self-sabotaged. again.

no matter how much you say you don't want to keep doing this, you find that you can't stop. chasing that amazing high is always too alluring. it’s too desirable, and that's one of the many things that scares you.

loving shen quanrui.

you never moved on from the guy since last year. actually, since seven months. the eventful memories of you both doing so much activities with each other and enjoying every little details of it.

“y/n,” someone nudged your side, “we finished the tutor session, let’s get bubble tea.”

looking to your side, you see your friend, kim gyuvin already standing up and han yujin beside him, with their bags slung on their shoulders, waiting patiently for you while you were spacing out.

you quickly stood up and dusted the invisible dust on your pants. taking your totebag over your shoulder and stood up to exit the tutoring centre. you trailing behind the two boys and felt the cold breeze of spring blowing onto your face.

tugging on yujin’s sleeve, you sighed, “mid-terms is around the corner, i’m tired.”

“relax, cheer up and enjoy bubble tea with your two favourite boys.” the boy smiled down at you proudly and gyuvin hummed beside you.

the three of you entered the bubble tea café, you giving your order to gyuvin while he orders and pays it for you and yujin, considering it as a stress relief gift after studying too hard. you and yujin had found a spot near the window as the male takes out his phone and took a photo of gyuvin queuing to post.

you then felt like a familiar sharp gaze was looking at you. as you turned your gaze from yujin to the person, you felt your heart stopped beating.

you felt this lingering look since you both met again about a month ago when he suddenly got the new position at this entertainment in front of the college you go. even though you both had mutual friends, it was definitely a surprise to you, seeing him for the first time since you both parted a few years back. the fact that he still looked as handsome as ever, it was hard to not stare when you're around him.

the handsome face you ever missed so much.

the breakup wasn't bad. for you. both broke up mutually with no guilt or shame. perhaps, the timing wasn't right back then but if there was another chance, ricky wouldn't mind trying again because every time he sees the rain, he thinks of you. you adored it, and if you both hadn't broken up watching the rain together, he would've moved on.

you were enjoying this moment though, looking into each other's eyes. it was like those nights getting lost with time from studying together back then. it was only a wish that things would work just like the old days because you hadn't been in a relationship since with ricky. you could almost lose it when he smiled from your thoughts.

“signature bubble tea for our lovely y/n.” gyuvin then sat beside yujin who was already sipping on his drink.

a smile adorned your lips, thanking gyuvin and poked the straw through the cup. feeling the gaze was still on you, shifting in your seat shyly. ricky adored that small but genuine smile of yours at even small gestures.

“uhm, i’m going to call my mom for five minutes.” you excused yourself to go upstairs and out the porch of the café to pick yourself up.

a figure’s shadow appeared from behind you, almost towering your own shadow on the cement ground. you turned around and saw that blonde hair of theirs that you had adored fluffing and ruffling it up in the past. those cat-like eyes staring deep into yours. you shifted slightly, holding onto the railings.

when ricky clears his throat, your eyes flicker back to him and you try to keep the guilty expression off of your face. the look on his face is clear. he’s been trying to get your attention for a while and you haven't even noticed.

he turns his head to look in the direction your eyes have been glued, and you quickly sat straight. he can't. he can’t see what it is that's got you so distracted.

"y/n, long time no see." you immediately say, pulling his attention back to you. “how are you?"

your answering hum is quiet, noncommittal. his heart drops into your stomach in response. the relationship the two of you have is good. almost too good. if you mess this up, you'll regret it forever, so you need to get it together and focus on whatever else to do.

still, your eyes flicker back across the buildings.

back to him.

ricky must feel your stare burning a hole into the side of his face because he glances in your direction. When your eyes meet, it's like all the breath is gone from your lungs. his gaze is like a gentle caress along your skin, and he wants nothing more than to sink into your embrace.

"what are you doing here, graduated yet?" ricky asked. he leaned over the wooden railing like you before you turned around and leaned onto your back so you're facing him.

"it’s more quiet here than in there." you motioned the two loud boys in the café you went with before you both laughed.

he took a deep breath and sighed. "trainings been harsh."

"really?" you asked. "never knew about it till now."

ricky nodded, then he trailed his eyes on the gaps on the floor of the porch, hoping to get his thoughts straight. "did you finally find a real reason why we broke up?"

there was a gush of nostalgia running through you and you couldn't find the words to answer it.

ricky noticed, yet he knows you're a deep thinker so sometimes, it takes a while for you to have a complete answer.

"sorry if I made it awkward." he bit his lips to lean away from the weird feeling in the air.

“that, i don’t know how to answer it,” you said, eyes leaving his, “maybe i thought you found someone else and wanted to focus on your career.”

"can’t we feel vulnerable for once?" ricky asked. his gaze into your eyes was mesmerizing as you remembered. his body was heating up and you didn't know if his words were letting your guard down or if it was his touch, his hands that were resting softly on your back. "i have so much to tell you." he confessed in a blazing whisper.

"no, you don’t."

"yes, i do." he frowned.

"well, fine."

"please, please, listen to me." ricky was desperate, you could hear it in his voice. you let him continue as he gazed back into your eyes, wondering if you could hear his heart as he confessed. "i missed you. i was excited to see you again after so long but i didn't know if you wanted to be with me again because we're so friendly and-" he paused with a frown, "you’re a stubborn girl.”

"quanrui, sometimes we don't like things and have to change and move on." you tried to fight back. your grip stayed and you weren't sure if you were holding onto him or yourself.

"are you also doing that?" he asked and damn. you were caught in the throat. no words but thoughts ran through you because he could see it in your eyes.

one thing you knew is that you never moved on from ricky, not one bit. you were missing the nights where you both spend and cuddle together. you were missing his soft spoken words that encouraged you throughout your day. just like ricky, he missed your warm embrace colliding with his own. he missed your daily routines together.

slowly, ricky reached his head up towards you and pressed his lips onto yours.

his hands pushed your back closer to him, settling you close to the railings so he could move his lips against yours. his kisses were gentle, which made you crave the feeling more. you couldn't help to move along with him, smooching while you hovered over him to fix your knees. your arms locked him there as his hands gripped the railings between your body to keep you leaned against them.

your heads switched sides as if your minds were as one. in that brief moment, his hot breath kissed your cheek before your lips connected again. the desires you both wanted were burning against your soon-swollen lips and for a moment, ricky could feel himself being a complete wreck for you because everything was too familiar. you were falling apart in his embrace as your fingers found their way to his hair. it was such a habit that you almost bit his lips from the session.

"i miss you so much." ricky managed to breathe before he let out a chuckle with the tremble of his voice tickling against your lips. you were out of breath by then so when you pulled back to see those loving eyes of his, you thought maybe gyuvin was right: you should just go with what your heart is telling you.

"are you cold?" he asked when he noticed your hands hiding in your sleeves. "do you want to stay here for a bit before you go?"

"no." you declined his offer with a smile. "i’m gonna go and i still have your number so,.”

you blushed. he stopped himself from offering his hand since they're warm. he nodded once with his lips pressed tightly into a tiny smile. "see you later then. watch out for the weather."

“thanks. see you soon." you sighed softly. you gave him one last smile before walking away and downstairs to your friends.

he still remembered everything you’ve done together.

like how he was making your heart flutter, remembering all of the things you wanted to do when you were still with him. you hadn't done those things because it would be most perfect with him, you'd still think so. or like how he warmed you up without holding you close to him, or how he made you think everything was going to be about you and him.

too many nights for you both to be this close again.

a/n ! thank you so much for reading and giving me requests. i’m thankful that you guys enjoyed reading it and giving all the notes and support. i do not own any characters, music or pics given, will definitely work harder for the next ones !

happiest birthday to shen quanrui ! 🤍

signing out, miaaa hihi !

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