LOL AT ZITAO AND JONGDAE FOOLING AROUND WITH APPLES.
“Forgetting my book might have just been an excuse to talk to you.” Ohgod the cute of this all. Kyungsoo ;A; adljfkhaldfh
“Oh yeah?” Yifan asks, all casual. He just can't help himself. I'm sure Yifan's like
“Is Zitao so mean?” Kyungsoo asks. He looks up at Yifan through his eyelashes as he takes a sip of his coffee. “Maybe I should go talk to him, instead. He's not quite as tall but juggling could come in handy.”
One eye on the cups that Zitao's setting out for him, Yifan lays a hand over his heart. “Ouch,” he deadpans. “I'm wounded. Was height the only qualification for this job?” Oh my god the flirtings of it all. DAYUM.
"You're not a distraction,” Yifan assures him. As soon as he speaks, of course, he manages to get syrup all over his hands and he flushes. Smooth. Real smooth.
He's about to retort when he gets syrup all over himself again and Jongdae just laughs louder. Expectation: Reality:
“I'm going to kill you both and replace you with monkeys,” Yifan tells them. “They'd be more obedient.” He turns to Zitao. “Can your circus spare some?” I LIKE YOUR WIT, authornim.
“Go bus the tables,” Yifan says. Zitao opens his mouth to object and Yifan points a finger at himself. “Manager.” He points at Zitao. “Minion. Shoo.” YEAH, ZITAO. LISTEN TO YOUR SUPERIOR.
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“Forgetting my book might have just been an excuse to talk to you.”
Ohgod the cute of this all. Kyungsoo ;A; adljfkhaldfh
“Oh yeah?” Yifan asks, all casual. He just can't help himself.
I'm sure Yifan's like
“Is Zitao so mean?” Kyungsoo asks. He looks up at Yifan through his eyelashes as he takes a sip of his coffee. “Maybe I should go talk to him, instead. He's not quite as tall but juggling could come in handy.”
One eye on the cups that Zitao's setting out for him, Yifan lays a hand over his heart. “Ouch,” he deadpans. “I'm wounded. Was height the only qualification for this job?”
Oh my god the flirtings of it all. DAYUM.
"You're not a distraction,” Yifan assures him. As soon as he speaks, of course, he manages to get syrup all over his hands and he flushes. Smooth. Real smooth.
He's about to retort when he gets syrup all over himself again and Jongdae just laughs louder.
Expectation:
Reality:
“I'm going to kill you both and replace you with monkeys,” Yifan tells them. “They'd be more obedient.” He turns to Zitao. “Can your circus spare some?”
I LIKE YOUR WIT, authornim.
“Go bus the tables,” Yifan says. Zitao opens his mouth to object and Yifan points a finger at himself. “Manager.” He points at Zitao. “Minion. Shoo.”
YEAH, ZITAO. LISTEN TO YOUR SUPERIOR.