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chxseungyoun · 6 years

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Chengcheng ♡ 》 Misfit Union

Pairing: Huntress!Reader x Rebellious Vampire!Chengcheng

Genre: Fluff, Mild Angst.

You are known to be one of the best huntress in your village.

You have been able to down demons who posed a threat to the safety of your people.

Plus, you were able to make a fortune by selling the dismantled parts to merchants who needed them.

You quite need the money to feed your family since your parents had died at a young age leaving you with your two other siblings.

One dayas you were venturing in the forest, you were ganged up by bigger demons.

You knew for a fact that it was close to impossible to escape from this.

But slowly you saw each demon get shot by something which instantly turned them into smoke.

You were looking around for the person who had technically saved you.

You heard something fall from behind you and saw an extremely handsome man.

He was like two heads taller than you...and a lot paler.

"Great damn, that wizard really did it this time." He smiled to himself as he looked at what seem to be blow shooter.

"Um..." you tried to catch his attention.

He turned to you and waved. His eyes were of a deep silver and you could note his bite marked like mole against his neck.

Wait...

He seems to have noticed you staring at his neck which made him laugh casually.

"If you are thinking that I'm a vampire, thrn you're right."

How can he be so calm about this?

You brought out your dagger and pointed it towards him. "And I'm hunter so you better get away from me before I kill you."

"Kill me? Without me, you would have died." He drew himself closer to you.

"Back off." You glared at him.

"Make me." With one swift move, he had pulled you against him and gripped on your wrist enough to make you drop it. "Tadah."

"Let me go!" You tried to push him away but he was too strong.

"They said vampires could get slaves...hmm..maybe I should make you one." He grinned and snapped his fingers.

And you guys teleported.

To a castle-like manor.

You were already dreading the fact that you were proclaimed as a slave. Maybe death would have been better.

You encountered another vampire (you assumed). He had a midnight blue toned hair.

"Justin!" The vampire who kidnapped you waved at him.

"Chengcheng...why are your eyes...brown.." Justin seem to be very confused but then he saw you.

"Your mates with a human?!" He said with his big mouth.

"I'm what?!" Chengcheng said with an even bigger mouth.

"What is the fuzz about?" A blonde man entered the scene, he seem so refined compared to these two idiots.

"Oh hello. You must be Chengcheng's mate. My name is Zhengting." He gave you a cold smile.

You then noticed how all their eyes were red apart from Chengcheng.

"She can't be my mate! I made her my slave!" Chengcheng crossed his arms.

"Romantic, really." Zhengting rolled his eyes. "What is your name, dear?"

"Y/n." You don't know why you felt more comfortable with him.

"May I..touch your hand?" He asked as he offered his pale hand towards you.

As you did, you felt warmth around it and a bright light encompassed your hands.

"Mmm. She's a huntress for their village. We can use her skills well." Zhengting said as he pulled his hand away.

"What happened..."

"He has the skills to know everything about anyone from touch." Justin grinned at you. "Wanna know what my talent is?" He asked so brightly.

"She doesn't need to know." Chengcheng scoffed at Justin and they started bantering.

Zhengting had told you that he would explain to you what was going on over tea...or blood for him.

You learned that being a mate meant you would eventually have to bear a child with Chengcheng but the most important one about that was you needed to be changed into their kind.

"Why should I? I don't have to be his mate."

"Ah. You don't understand. You see...once we find our mates, we get a stopper. Once we reach our due where our mates choose to reject us..we may die."

"What does that have to do with me?"

"It might not be important to you but it is to me and his 5 other brothers. We can't lose him so please think it through."

And Chengcheng came slamming in with and grabbing you away, not wanting you to be 'stolen' by his brother.

"Look, slave. Being my slave means being with me. Just me and not my ugly brothers." He glared.

"Yeah, whatever." Your mind was blank. You had another life in your hands and you could not bear to have that on your shoulders.

You spent a few more days in the manor.

And slowly, you got closer to Chengcheng since he did not want you spending time with his coven.

Often, you end up sleeping in his room.

He likes that though, he likes watching your sleeping face.

Sometimes, you even let him listen to your heartbeat since he has forgotten how long it had been since he heard one.

You miss your siblings, yes.

But your heart is slowing giving space to Chengcheng.

The village were worried for you and one by one they sent their other hunters to find you.

You heard from Zeren, the coven's animal communicator, that demons had been attacking them.

You knew you had to save them.

The seven sons of the coven wanted to back you up.

Yet the town thought you turned against them.

So they turned against you and tried to attack you.

Chengcheng had been quick enough to save you from the front but not from the back.

You were pitchforked from the back.

Causing you to bleed.

Chengcheng had teleported you back to the manor and his hands were shaking from the sight of you.

"Don't die on me..." he whispered repeatedly as he watched your body slowly drain out of life.

He had no choice.

He had to turn you.

So he did.

You managed to heal quicker but you were now one of his own.

He felt apologetic for so long.

He did not know how else to save you.

Because you dying meant he would die too.

Not because of him being your mate but because of a broken heart.

He had confessed to you too that he was falling for you.

But he was afraid that it might be unfavorable to your siblings.

You loved him too so you assured him with that.

Let's just say it was a night filled with laughter and cuddling.

He accompanied you to the village one day to take your siblings to a different village to keep them protected.

Chengcheng, being a wealthy vampire, had managed to give money to your siblings to help them have a stable life.

But something never changed,

Chengcheng still did not want to share in the attention you gave along his six brothers.

So he found a new house for you two to live in which was fairly close to the coven and fairly close to your siblings.

Oh and!

You also had a talent now!

Guess who can teleport too!

Maybe it's a mate thing.

Or maybe it's just love.

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alpxcamin · 6 years

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Long Awaited

Requested?: Yup ^^

Words: 3.7k

Group: Idol Producer

Member(s): Chengcheng (feat. Yuehua boys)

A/N: This one was so fun to write! Thank you for requesting this, anon. I’m so obsessed with Idol Producer, I love them so much :’) Anyway, I hope you enjoy this!

“Chengcheng, that’s disgusting...why am I even friends with you?” you ask your childhood friend.

You and Chengcheng have been friends since you were born basically. Both of your families are family friends and the two of you happened to have the same interests and passions while growing up which brought the two of you together. In fact, he was the one who convinced you to audition for Yuehua.

“What? I’m just eating,” Chengcheng rolls his eyes, spooning the icy milk and cereal into his mouth.

“Yeah, but who the hell puts ice in their cereal? Wouldn’t that just water it down?” you sigh, continuing to scroll through your phone.

“If you eat it fast enough it won’t. I’ve been eating cereal like this for years and you always just have to point it out every time, don’t you,” Chengcheng laughs a little.

“Whatever, you’re old so I’ll just let you off this time. You know, old people tend to have strange eating habits. My grandpa puts ketchup on everything,” you look up at Chengcheng who snorts and continues to much on his snack.

“Me, old? If you want old, go find Zhengting. I’m only a year older than you, don’t pretend you’re that young,” Chengcheng groans.

“Zhengting will kill me if I tell him that,” you laugh, thinking about how he had threatened you if you called him old another time.

“Whatever suits you,” Chengcheng laughs along.

The two of you settle into comfortable silence, Chengcheng eating and you mindlessly scrolling through Instagram. Your finger pauses when you settle on a selfie Quanzhe had posted. You have had a tiny crush on the boy since the day you met. You had met him when you were accepted to Yuehua. Turns out, he was also friends with Chengcheng which is quite convenient for you since you can make an excuse to visit Quanzhe often. However, you soon become close to all of Chengcheng and Quanzhe’s friends so you don’t even need an excuse anymore.

You feel Chengcheng’s gaze on you and you look up at him curiously. He shakes his head a little before turning back to his cereal. However, this time he sets the bowl down and turns to you with a serious expression.

“Hey, what happens if Quanzhe isn’t your soulmate? I know you really like him…” Chengcheng trails off.

“Oh, well...I mean I’ll just end up liking my soulmate when I’m sixteen anyway. Maybe my soulmate is Quanzhe,” you ponder.

Everyone has a soulmate, but you won’t be able to know for sure until you’re sixteen. Before you’re sixteen, you are capable of having romantic feelings for anyone. However, on your sixteenth birthday, fate forces you to only be able to love your soulmate, whether you had previously been on good terms with them or not, either over time or right away. You frown remembering that you would be turning sixteen soon. You wanted to be able to like Quanzhe a little longer. In fact, Chengcheng had turned seventeen already, but he always refused to tell you who his soulmate is.

“You never know,” Chengcheng shrugs and begins eating his cereal again.

---

“One, two, three, ta~”

You dance accordingly, timing yourself carefully, making sure you hadn’t skipped any beats. You stick your foot out and spin around, your arms stretched out. The music stops and you collapse to the ground, sweat pouring from your body, drenching your clothes.

“Alright, good work everyone. We’ll call it a day, but make sure to continue practicing until we meet again,” your teacher nods before leaving you and your small group.

“Thank you!” you and your groupmates all bow.

Your instructor waves goodbye, a pleased smile on her face. You know you had done well this class and the class ended in a good mood. You look over to your group mates and smile. They all smile back before announcing that they had to leave. Your small group isn’t the closest, but they are definitely considered good friends of yours. Soon, they had all piled out and you are left alone in the room.

You pack up your things after deciding to visit Chengcheng before heading back to the dorms and practicing a little. You quickly toss your towel and water bottle into your small bag and head out the door. You take out your bottle again and drank some water as you stroll down the halls.

You hear some familiar voices yelling and you turn into the corridor, finally arriving to the boys’ practice room. You peek your head in, knocking lightly on the opened door a few times. All of the boys turn around and as soon as they see you, they come rushing to you.

“Hey, y/n! How was your practice?” Justin is the first to reach you.

“It went really well. The teacher was super happy when she left,” you laugh, patting Justin’s blond hair.

“Oh, that’s great,” Zeren smiles kindly at you.

You nod, finally reaching Chengcheng. You drop your bag and open your arms, chuckling evilly. You approach him slowly and he realizes what you’re doing and backs up. He groans and tries to run away, but you leap onto him before he can run.

“Ew! You’re so gross and sweaty, get off of me!” Chengcheng screeches as you purposely rub your sweat all over him.

“Yeah, but so are you, Chengcheng. All of us are so why does it even matter?” Xinchun snorts.

“Betrayal! How could you do this to me,” Chengcheng cries out and you slowly slide off him.

“Get over it man,” Zhengting laughs, “Alright, I’m going to go eat dinner. I’m starving.”

“Oh, ge! Can we come?” Justin pipes up excitedly.

Zhengting nods, and the boys jump around, celebrating. Quanzhe turns to you and cocks his head to the side.

“You wanna come with us?” he asks cutely, causing you to blush a little.

“If you guys don’t mind,” you reply shyly.

“You’re always welcome to join us,” Zhengting turns to you.

“Thanks, but you’re paying. I didn’t bring any money with me today,” you laugh.

All eight of you head out the door, you and Quanzhe trailing behind the crowd. The two of you chatted before parting ways so you could all clean up before heading out for dinner. You happily skip into your dorm, humming quietly to yourself.

“Hey, good practice?” your roommate asks as you enter your room.

“Ah yeah, I’m going to shower and head out for dinner,” you smile, informing her.

“Nice, bring me back some food, okay?” she laughs.

“Sure thing!” you giggle before disappearing into the bathroom, a pile of clean clothes in hand.

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“Finally, you actually smell okay,” Chengcheng is the first to greet you.

“You too,” you roll your eyes, “The others aren’t done yet?”

“Hey, remember all seven of us share a room. We only have one bathroom,” Chengcheng lightly smacks your head.

“I thought guys showered quickly. I guess it’s not just girls who take their time then,” you pout, rubbing your head where Chengcheng had hit.

“Yeah, nothing is quick when you live with people like them,” Chengcheng laughs.

You nod, and take out your phone, reviewing your notifications. Chengcheng follows your actions and the two of you silently lean on the wall, trying to pass some time by playing random games.

“Oh, y/n, you’re here already. Hello, Chengcheng,” a quiet voice brings you out of your trance.

“Quanzhe! What took you so long? What about the others? I’m going to die of starvation if they don’t come down soon,” Chengcheng attacks the poor boy with questions.

“Ah, ge! We have seven people and you hogged the bathroom the longest so all of us had to wait,” Quanzhe pouts.

You look over at Chengcheng, “Wow, is that why your hair is still a little damp? Even my hair is all dried.”

“Shut up, you two,” Chengcheng groans, placing a hand over his face.

“Why’d you rush out anyway. You were taking such a long time in the bathroom apparently,” you press on.

“Well,” Chengcheng seems a little hesitant, “You just sent me a text that you were already done and I have to beat you so I just rushed out.”

“Ge, you’re so weird,” Quanzhe teases the older.

“Well, one point for me,” you giggle.

---

Soon, the rest of the boys had finally arrived and the eight of you set off to find a suitable place to eat. The eight of you waddled around for a while before settling for In-N-Out (not sponsored lmao).

Zhengting and Zeren shooes the rest of you away, asking you to find a seat as they ordered. You nodded and managed to find two tables near each other. You and the others combine the two small tables into a longer one so that all eight of you can fit.

You sit down next to Quanzhe and Chengcheng decided to sit on the other side of you. As the Wenjun, Justin, Xinchun, and Quanzhe all left to get some paper, you turn to Chengcheng who remains by your side.

“Why are we eating something so unhealthy after practicing for so long? Isn’t that like bad or something?” you ask, head resting on your hand.

“I don’t know, but fries man,” Chengcheng laughs.

“Yes, fries are the best,” you lick your lips, “but you ruin them by dipping them into your milkshake.”

“What? It’s good,” Chengcheng defends.

“See, you and your weird old people eating habits. I’m always the one that has to share the milkshake with you,” you complain.

“Oh shut up. You can’t even taste the difference,” Chengcheng snorts, ignoring your whining.

“Stop bickering. The food is here,” Zeren surprises the two of you from behind with your orders.

Finally, everyone is sitting down and you thank Zhengting for paying before digging in. You happily munch as you listen in to what the boys are chatting about. Through your peripheral vision, you see Chengcheng’s hand reaching out for the milkshake the two of you are sharing. Your hands immediately latch onto his wrist, preventing him from opening the lid.

“No, please. Don’t you dare dip that fry in,” you glare at him, your voice unwavering.

“Try me,” Chengcheng playfully glares back.

You quickly drop your burger and snatch the milkshake away from him, shoving the cold cup into Quanzhe’s free hands. He squeals at the coldness and you apologize quickly before turning back to Chengcheng.

“Try me,” you mock him.

“Fine, whatever,” Chengcheng pouts, popping the plain fry into his mouth.

“You two are so weird,” Wenjun shakes his head and continues to eat.

---

After finishing a quick dinner, the eight of you scuttle back to the dorm building before separating to your own ways. However, Chengcheng sticks with you. He usually walks you back to your room if it’s late, even if there is no one around.

“Seriously, I can’t share any more milkshakes with you anymore,” you sigh.

“This again? Come on,” Chengcheng sniffs.

“You know, we indirectly kiss each other everytime we use the same straw,” the words mindlessly spill out of your mouth.

“You just realized?” Chengcheng laughs, “We’ve probably ‘kissed’ like ten thousand times already.”

“Ew, I kissed you so many times. I’m going to share straws with Quanzhe more often now,” you laugh.

“You’re nasty. Maybe on your birthday, I’ll allow it. I refuse to let you ruin my baby,” Chengcheng shakes his head.

“Since when did Quanzhe become your baby? I thought Zhengting was his mom,” you counter.

“Speaking of birthdays, what do you want this year?” Chengcheng completely ignores your previous statement.

“I don’t know. Just give me whatever...I just kind of want to ask Quanzhe out on my birthday, whether he turns out to be my soulmate or not,” you shrug.

“You’re just saying that,” an unrecognizable emotion clear in Chengcheng’s voice.

“I mean, I won’t like him anymore then, right? So why shouldn’t I just confess that I used to like him?” you stop walking and cross your arms over your chest.

“I guess I can’t stop you, but...what if your soulmate doesn’t like it?” Chengcheng stops walking as well.

“Well, I’ll see if I can even find him in the first place,” you mumble, digging in your pockets for your keys.

Chengcheng sighs, watching you quietly as you unlock the door. You mutter a goodnight before slipping through the crack you had opened. Chengcheng lets out a quiet ‘goodnight’ just as you shut the door, leaving him to walk back to his own room alone.

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The next two days, you and Chengcheng had talked a little less than usual. You grumble to yourself as you practice.You blast the music and try to focus on the choreography, but it wasn’t working. You always wondered why Chengcheng was so invested in this soulmate thing. To be honest, you weren’t really that interested. In fact, you barely believe that soulmates exist.

Tomorrow is your birthday and you suppose you would just find out then. You groan as you miss the beat and kick yourself before tripping over your own feet. You fall to the ground with a loud ‘thud’. You crawl over to your phone and stop the music. You use the wall to help you get up, rubbing your ankle a little, trying to get rid of the pain.

“Y/n? Are you okay?” a familiar voice calls out to you.

You spin around, only to meet Chengcheng. Half of his body is in the room and a concerned expression plastered on his face. You nod a little, still holding your ankle. You hop over to him on one foot, but he meets you in the middle and helps you to the chair.

“What are you doing here?” you ask, pulling down your socks to see if your ankle had become swollen or not.

“I was just walking by and I saw you fall,” Chengcheng pulls your hand away and he tosses your shoe off, then stripping off your socks.

“Oh,” is all you are able to let out.

Your eyes drift from his face to your foot. The toe is bleeding a little and your ankle is indeed swollen. You frown at the thought of not being able to dance for a while. You let out a small sigh, your toes curling in pain.

“Stay here, I’ll get an ice pack and some bandages,” Chengcheng props your foot onto the chair he had just been sitting in a couple of seconds ago.

You nod and Chengcheng leaves the room, door wide open. After a few minutes you see a head pop in and to your surprise, it’s Quanzhe. You immediately blush, trying to hide your minorly injured foot.

“Q-Quanzhe, what brings you here?” you stutter.

“Chengcheng told me you got hurt so I just wanted to see if you’re okay,” Quanzhe gives you a small smile.

He drags a chair next to yours and sits down. He examines your foot a little before placing a hand on your shoulder. You feel your heartbeat quicken and you hope that your cheeks haven’t turned red yet. Quanzhe pats your shoulder lightly a few times.

“It doesn't look too bad. Hopefully, it’ll get better quickly,” he nods.

“Yeah, hopefully,” you mumble, turning away a little, hoping to hide your now obvious blush.

“Hey, I’m back. Oh, Quanzhe, I thought you were still practicing?” Chengcheng barges into the room, an ice pack, and bandages in hand.

“I was just about to leave,” Quanzhe shrugs, getting up, “Come back soon, Zhengting wants to start on the new part.”

“Okay, it won’t take long,” Chengcheng shuffles in.

Quanzhe shuts the door lightly behind him. Chengcheng plops down into the chair Quanzhe had just been sitting in. He takes your foot onto his lap and places the ice pack on your ankle. You flex your feet a little, trying to adjust to the coldness.

“Oof, that’s cold,” you shudder a little.

“No duh, idiot. It’s an ice pack,” Chengcheng lets out a small chuckle.

“I know that,” you pout, wiggling your toes a little as Chengcheng wraps up the injury.

“Okay, done. It’s just a little sprain so you should be fine, but don’t dance tomorrow,” Chengcheng nods, collecting the extra bandage.

“Well, to be honest, I wasn’t planning on doing anything tomorrow,” you say.

“Yeah? Good, I have to go back before Zhengting starts nagging,” Chengcheng chuckles.

“Alright, see you tomorrow then,” you nod.

However, Chengcheng doesn’t leave. He stands up and pulls your arm up, bringing you up. He smoothly slides himself under your arm and steadies you by slipping an arm around your waist. You are a little shocked and look at him curiously.

“How else are you going to get back to your room later?” Chengcheng laughs.

“Shoot, you’re right. Well damn, thanks man,” you giggle, reaching for your things before hobbling out with Chengcheng.

---

“Happy birthday to you~” you are awakened by your roommate’s loud singing.

“Ah, thanks. I almost forgot,” you giggle, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.

“Well get ready because Zhengting just told me he’s going to be coming with the boys soon,” your roommate hums, clapping her hands.

“Got it, got it,” you laugh, “Oh, are you going somewhere?”

“Yeah, I’m going on a date with my boyfriend and then going to buy a cake for you,” she smiles, heading for the door.

You nod and wave goodbye and as she leaves, you hurry to the bathroom to get ready for the day. Your ankle feels much better since Chengcheng had iced it down. However, your toes still hurt so you can only limp your way around your room.

Suddenly, someone is pounding at your door and you already know who it is. You laugh, shaking your head and wobble over to the door to let Zhengting and the others in. They all scream ‘happy birthday’ at you before attacking you with a massive group hug.

You are finally able to squirm out and you let them in. They piled in one by one, taking off their shoes and placing them neatly to the side. You limp over to the dining table where the boys have gathered and set down a small cake.

“Once again, happy birthday! We made it this morning so don’t blame us if it tastes bad. We were in a hurry,” Justin points to the sloppily decorated cake.

“You guys, you didn’t have to,” you giggle, admiring each one of your friends.

When your eyes landed on Chengcheng, he seemed to shy away a bit and you find it absolutely endearing and adorable. You feel a slight fluttering feeling before you tear your eyes away from him and onto Xinchun.

You hadn’t realized how much time had passed as you celebrated your birthday with the boys. Soon, they left one by one, wishing you another ‘happy birthday’ before they set out to go back to do whatever they had to do. The only one left is Chengcheng. He slumps into the couch next to you after washing up his dish.

“So, you haven’t asked Quanzhe out yet,” Chengcheng laughs.

“Yeah, but suddenly I don’t want to,” you shrug, looking at him.

“Really? That’s new,” Chengcheng looks back at you, his voice trailing off.

The two of you stare at each other and for some reason, you can’t tear your eyes away from him. He begins leaning in a little closer and you feel your heartbeat rising, blood flowing to your face. You swallow harshly when you realize how close the two of you are.

Before you can decide to pull away or not, you instinctively lean right into Chengcheng, your lips crashing onto his. The two of you share a loving kiss before Chengcheng pulls away, laughing loudly. You shove him away, covering your blushing face.

“I’ve been waiting for that for a whole year,” Chengcheng wipes a tear away.

“You knew! You didn’t tell me,” you whine.

Chengcheng is your soulmate and he had known since his sixteenth birthday. Now it makes sense as to why he always refused to tell you.

“I didn’t and did you know how hard it was for me to watch you gush over Quanzhe? It even took you awhile this morning and I was getting worried,” Chengcheng pouts, pulling you into a tight hug.

“Oh, goodness, I’m sorry,” you bury yourself into his chest, wrapping your arms around him, returning the hug.

“No need to apologize. It took me a while to realize it too,” Chengcheng chuckles, patting your head, “But did you really like Quanzhe that much?”

“Uh, maybe? To be honest, I used to like you in like fifth grade or something,” you awkwardly admit.

“Oh, spicy. Well, now you like me again. I’m surprised you didn’t notice since the boys were always slipping up,” Chengcheng rubs the nape of his neck, a little embarrassed.

“The boys knew, but I didn’t? Wait, then did Quanzhe know that I--”

“No, I didn’t tell him about your crush,” Chengcheng chuckles at your shocked expression.

“Well good, he doesn’t need to know anymore,” you huff.

“We’ll see. It can be a story to tell at our wedding,” Chengcheng teases.

“Wedding? Are you for real?” you blush, yelling a little too loudly.

“I’m just kidding~” Chengcheng giggles, ruffling your hair.

“Ugh, get off of me,” you playfully roll your eyes.

Just as you pry his hand off your head, Chengcheng leans in for another kiss. It takes you by surprise, but kiss him back, blushing heavily. He pulls away and giggles at your flustered expression.

“I’ve been waiting for so long to do that.”

~Admin Liz ♡

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saebaragi · 10 months

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i love him so much with all my being he's so precious to me

#loving hes active on instagram era #i love his blonde hair #blonde zhengting #theo zhu #zhu zhengting #zhengting #jungjung #next #nex7 #nine percent #9%#mandopop #cpop #do you guys think zhengting has more bbe or more kenergy?

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producers101 · 6 years

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Brunette vs Blond Zhengting in Episode 5

#him and zhenghao switched lmao #idol producer #yuehua #zhu zhengting #zhengting #gifs #also look finally i make some gifs for him

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forever-firewalking · 6 years

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to chart a course by the stars (final part) | Bi Wenjun

Was this the price or the cost of chasing stardom? Is there ever anything that is constant in the universe, or is it all in constant motion?

Title: To Chart a Course By the Stars (part ii) Pairing: Bi Wenjun x reader Characters: OC (reader), Bi Wenjun, Ding Zeren, Fan Chengcheng

continued from part i and interlude.

IV. Allegro.

“Can you hear me?” Wenjun’s voice is tinny but ear-blastingly loud through your cheap $3 Apple rip-off earbuds.

“Yes, yes, yes, loud and clear,” you say hurriedly, turning the volume down. “Where are you? Yuehua building?”

“Yeah,” your boyfriend says. Muffled shouting. A pause. “Ah, Zeren says hi. Chengcheng says…he says can you comment on his new profile picture—”

You laugh. “That little shit. His head doesn’t need any more inflating, that’s what i’ll comment—“

“She says your head doesn’t need any more inflating,” Wenjun dutifully reports across, but you can hear how his footsteps speed up, taking him away from the commotion. The next shout (Zhengting?) is noticeably quieter.

“So, babe,” he says casually, once the din has died down and it’s just his voice, reverberating into your ear. You still shiver slightly every time that word comes out of his mouth. It’s just so… un-Wenjun. And you can hear how it doesn’t fit, the way he subconsciously deepens his voice when he says it, getting into character, the way he’s taught to do for performances at Yuehua.

He’s not aware of it, you think, at how much Yuehua is training him and changing him, but you can see it quite clearly in the nine months or so that you’ve been away. Your tall, gentle boy, with his “please and thank-yous”, you think wistfully, where did he go? He sends you selfies with his face strategically angled, baseball cap on backwards, and you stare into the too-serious eyes, that warm brown, your finger tapping thoughtfully against the phone screen.

“Yeah, what’s up?” You glance around the university cafe, only half-occupied on a late Sunday afternoon. You make accidental eye contact with the barista, a lanky blond, and you smile at him briefly before turning away.

“When are you coming back?” Wenjun asks.

“You mean, when do I come back after this semester? Or when do I graduate?”

He huffs. “This semester.”

“I finish semester at the end of May,” you tell him slowly, “but I won’t be back until January. I got an internship overseas for the summer—“

“When in January?” he interrupts.

“Like…the 20th? Only for two weeks though, school starts again in February.” Your stomach twists in guilt. It’s been almost a year and you haven’t visited home once since you left.

“Oh. Oh, I have a, a competition that week, I’m going to Beijing,” Wenjun says, and your heart sinks a little.

“Oh,” you echo. “What competition is it?”

He ignores you. “—look, I’ll talk to Mrs Du, maybe I can come down between filming for a weekend—“

“Filming? They’re filming the competition?” You’re alarmed. This is a much bigger deal than you thought. His career must be almost taking off, how had you not realised?

“Yeah, it’s some kind of reality television show, but they’re just broadcasting it online, look, it’s okay, i’ll figure something out—“

“Wenjun,” you say gently. “Wenjun, it’s fine. I’ll see you in the next holiday, okay? You don’t need to - make sacrifices for me.”

He goes quiet. You don’t say it, and neither does he. Because that would make it two years, then, and it would be another two until you graduated from your overseas university. You don’t say how right now, your biggest dreams and your most detailed plans for post-graduation are those that would lead you more permanently out of the country, into less polluted cities of brighter stars and more dazzling sights, more profitable sectors with pay checks that you can comfortably send home.

“Look, we can Skype,” you offer. “Like we used to.”

“Sure,” he says. He coughs. Silence lies heavy. You open your mouth, but how to say it? Was this the price or the cost of chasing stardom? Is there ever anything that is constant in the universe, or is it all in constant motion?

If you meet anyone, it’s fine, you say, in your imagination. You should chase your dreams without looking back.

...

A/N: Thank you guys for reading this far! I’m not dead I swear I had this section blocked out in like a paragraph for ages but because I recently relocated and started a new job i had to go MIA for a while. How are you guys? I hope those of you in school have all survived finals intact xx

#bi wenjun #ding zeren #fan chengcheng #idol producer fic #idol producer au #idol producer imagine #idol producer scenario #ip fic #91 percent fic #91 percent au #91 percent scenarios

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forzhengting · 2 years

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🌿

#blonde zhengting my beloved

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Boyfriend Bullet AU—Li Quanzhe

sometimes you think you’ve known Li Quanzhe too long for how much you actually know about him

because, contrary to popular belief, having parents who are best friends does not automatically equate to their similarly aged children also becoming best friends

despite your parents’ wishes, even though you both live in Beijing now (him because of his training, and you because of your arts high school), you haven’t up

.....until now

Quanzhe wasn’t been able to go home for New Years’, so when you did, your mom sent you back to Beijing with some food and hong bao

(and by some......well. It was certainly enough law bock gow and nian gao feed all of the Yuehua boys for the next week, that was for sure)

you rap on the door with your knuckles twice, nervously humming to yourself

and almost drop the bag in shock when it finally opens to reveal a tall, sweaty, disheveled boy with blond hair in his eyes

has no shirt on

just a towel around his shoulders

and he’s quickly yanked back into the dorm by an another equally tall, sweaty, and disheveled blond

this one, mercifully, has a shirt on

“I’m looking for Quanzhe?” you say uncertainly

he pauses, before looking at you with incredulity. “I’m Quanzhe.”

this time you do drop the bag, onto your foot, and quickly pick it back up

“what?

how are you so

tall?”

“I grew??? also are you okay???”

“that makes sense”

“but you.....also grew up”

you just blink at him

“ohmygod that sounded so creepy” he quickly realizes

you continue blinking at him, because, really, who the fuck is this, this

boy

this

almost man?

how dare he.....

take you by the arm and bring you inside of the dorm?

you may not be close, but you’ve always been kind and friendly with each other

and he certainly doesn’t want you to just stand outside, especially on that foot

you’re hobbling, so he pretty much just sits you on a chair, tells you to wait, before coming back with a first-aid kit and his

“ma, how do you bandage a foot?”

this other boy—no, this one is actually a young man, with glasses perched on his nose and a smile so radiant it matches only Quanzhe’s—sits at your feet and takes one in his hand

shocked, you try to pull them into yourself, but his grip is firm

Quanzhe hovers over his shoulder anxiously. “No, Zhengting, it’s the other foot”

“oh shoot okay,” the man laughs

as he (unnecessarily) bandages your foot, he makes small talk with you

mainly

about the food, and how happy he was to have good food

and also asking you questions about Quanzhe’s childhood, like how he looked as a chub tub child and how he did in school

Quanzhe could not look more mortified by how much you actually knew

and by the fact that you described him as a “small mushroom, kind of like Toad from Mario, except mixed with Yoshi”

“I can’t believe I shared my hidden chocolate with you. I’m going to get you back someday”

you don’t respond to that,

uncomfortable

and you just look at the aforementioned chocolate

it was unlikely you would be visiting again, at least anytime soon

“you are coming to visit again, right?” he asks, almost

anxious

you look at him

and Zhengting says, “well, you have to now”

so you do

the fifth time you come to visit, this time with a small plush animal for each boy (they claim they hate being cute, but you know they secretly relish in it), they’re laying in front of someone’s laptop, setting up a movie

“oh good, you’re here,” Justin says, shirtless like the first time you met him

Chengcheng throws a shirt at his head, telling him to put it the fuck on, and that he doesn’t have to rub his metabolism in everyone’s face

you set to work giving everyone their gift, setting justin’s in his cushion, before making your way to Quanzhe with a stuffed hamster toy

(his is, admittedly, a bit larger than the others are, but that’s completely just because you couldn’t find a smaller size)

“thank you,” he tells you, “you really didn’t have to”

(the excited gleam in his eyes, however, tells a different story)

you elbow him in the ribs

“liar”

and he bursts out laughing

“okay, okay, thank you, really. It’s really cute”

you smile, and he can’t help thinking

but not as cute as you are

he doesn’t notice the knowing glance literally everyone gives him

but you do, and it confuses you

“oh my god, are we actually watching Zootopia”

“yes”

“we’re adults!!!!!”

“Justin, you are not an adult”

you laugh, and Quanzhe

doesn’t feel jealous

he’s just glad you get along with his teammates

fifteen minutes into the movie, your neck starts hurting

“hey, can I lean on you?” you whisper to Quanzhe

“sure,” he whispers back. “Let me just put your pillow on my shoulder so it’s more comfortable.”

boy is it comfortable

you almost fall asleep to the softness of the pillow, the comforting smell of Quanzhe’s hair, and the steady rhythm of his breathing (which, unbeknownst to you, is in quite a contradiction to his strangely racing heart)

it strikes you three days later that you like him

he’s stupid and sweet and, ugh, unforgettably cool

however, this doesn’t change anything

besides the fact that you get a little skittish when he’s too close

or when he looks you in the eyes too deeply

.....or really at all times

you maintain a charade for two months, though

convincing yourself that it’s good enough to be friends

and that there’s no way he likes you

(boy are you wrong lmao)

it isn’t until he realizes that he likes you (and is subsequently teased by the boys for taking so long to do so, and then has his honor protected by mama Zhengting) that anything happens

because even though he’s young, he wants to be cool

he hates being scared

he hates it

he asks you to come to the dorms one Saturday

you show up with a cake, but Quanzhe’s the only one there

“where are the others?” you ask, peering around the dorm as if they’ll pop out from the corners, and becoming increasingly more nervous

“I told them to go to a park or something. I thought we could hang out”

“By ourselves?”

“Yeah. Like a date?”

you dash off to the fridge to place the cake in it

before dashing back to throw your arms around Quanzhe’s

chest

(he’s too tall for you to reach his shoulders)

“is that a yes?” he asks uncertainly

you push him back. “yes. But next time, maybe make sure I’m not holding a cake, because I almost dropped it again”

unfortunately, that is not when you have your first kiss

that comes three weeks later, on another date, where he tries to show off his soccer skills

when your parents finally find out that you’re not just friends now, you’re dating, they’re overjoyed

a bit too....overjoyed

you have to remind your mother that you’re not even an adult yet when she starts sending you pictures of wedding decor

when Quanzhe sees them, he chokes on his milk

dating him is like getting a breath of fresh air in this smog-filled city

whenever you’re stressed, he’s always there for you

sometimes with chocolate

sometimes with flowers

sometimes with advice

he always reminds you to have faith in yourself

and you tell him the same

it’s a surprisingly mature relationship

but it also has its moments of pure childishness

you wouldn’t have it any other way

#li quanzhe #idol producer #yuu #sorry these are taking so long ;;;;;#boyfriend bullet au #idol producer scenarios #li quanzhe scenarios #my gif

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wannawrite · 6 years

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In Your Area

who?: Yuehua’s / Idol Producer’s Zhu Zhengting genre: 🌸 type: bullet point - I’m sorry I promise scenarios soon

blog navigator.

neighbours! AU

• you aren’t quite sure what to make of your new neighbour but hey, he’s nice and pretty cute

Zhengting is so boyfriend material no one understands how I feel :”) I thought Justin was immortalised as my YH baby but Zhengting popped off ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ Thanks for requesting fluff anon!! I really needed it

- Admin L

a/n: sorry this took like two decades and can y’all vote if you want us to start writing for IP in 2018. drop us a message/ask!!!

disclaimer: pictures used do not belong to be and credit goes to their original owners.

everything written is purely fictional

ZT’s diary: (/^▽^)/ moving day

what. the. hell. is. happening.

the dream that played out like a perfect movie scene in your head was VERY rudely interrupted and ruined by the ‘clings’ and ‘clongs’ scarring your ears

wrapping your stuffed pillow around your ears weren’t providing much help either

‘you’ve got to be joking...’

you groaned, realising there was, in fact, a new neighbour moving into that empty apartment next door

eyes closed, paradise fought to overpower your current reality

it was drifting in the distance, just out of reach, beckoning you to immerse yourself in the paradigm once again

but a loud crash resounded through the atmosphere and shattered whatever serenity there was

muttering complaints under your breath, you peeled your eyes open and slowly clambered out of bed

sickening...who moves in at this unholy hour

it was 9am

I found out that sleeping until 9am isn’t a hard task I thought it to be

do these people have a conscience? are they not aware that weekends are time for people to sleep in?

while complaints and rants ran through your mind, your cousin and flatmate, Wenjun, threw the door open and barged into the room

‘WAKE UP!’

his face displayed an enthusiastic puppy-like smile. ‘WE HAVE NEW NEIGHBOURS!’

great

‘wonderful, I can tell. Now, go give them some gifts and greet them,’ you tell Wenjun before flipping over and pulling your blanket over your head

‘NO! You come with me! Aren’t you supposed to be the older cousin?’ he complains. ‘It’s rude if I go alone.’

saying hi isn’t exactly the first thing I want to do

you sigh. ‘Okay, okay but later. We should give them some time to settle in. Besides, we need time to get a proper gift.’

I just really need a couple more hours of sleep why can’t you get any hints Wenjun :((((

huh maybe this is why you’re still single even though all of the college kids are in love with you

I follow the confessions page on ig, you don’t even know

oblivious, really

‘just go get something appropriate from the mall nearby.’ you shove Wenjun, eyes still shut and head still resting on your pillow

‘we have to choose it together so it’s more meaningful,’ he says. ‘sleep can wait.’

this child knows nothing about junior year in college

lucky sophomore

sunlight begins to gently flitter in from the curtains, you almost enjoy the warm sensation as it lulls you back to sleep

that is before Wenjun decides to be a little pest and yanks the material apart, bathing your room in ample sunlight

it tickles your face and burns into your eyes, effectively driving you out of bed

‘OKAY! Just let me get ready first,’ you huff grumpily. ‘Wait till your mother hears about this.’

Wenjun just sticks his tongue out and prances off

brat

hastily and half asleep, you pull on a random college camp shirt and walk out in your sleeping shorts

‘get me my sunglasses like qinfen’s and car keys,’ you order Wenjun since it is HIS fault for making me arise so early

I can’t let Mrs Lau on the 8th floor see me like this...geez that nosy auntie

she’ll tell this whole block for sure

I know she secretly tracks our movement to arrive at the lift and the exact time when the gossip is fresh

she really has too much time on her hands being the newest third wife of her current sugar daddy of a husband

I hope our new neighbours aren’t like her...I also pray they know what they’re getting themselves into by moving into this condominium

if we get just ONE more snobby, rich, gossip digger neighbour, I’ll gladly pay for that 11.2 million mansion Wenjun was looking at

there’s no denying the estate you and your cousin resided in was a rich one, flourishing with the younger generation of old-money families

it didn’t help that prestigious universities were planted nearby

okay fine, you and Wenjun lived big because of your family

but y’all weren’t stuck up, gossipy or as gold-digging, as the majority of the neighbours you had encountered

the new ones next door better not be any of the above

click click click

Wenjen pops his head over your shoulder to stare at your phone. ‘Why are you searching up that mansion? Are we moving house?’

your eyes swivel to check if anyone was lurking in the corridor before whispering in a hushed tone, ‘No but we will be if our new neighbours are anything like the existing ones.’

Wenjun sighs and shakes his head dramatically but his lips quirk up playfully

‘I’m sure they aren’t that terrible. C’mon, let me get my new Gucci sneakers.’

remind me why my kid cousin wants to wear his 2K shoes to the mall smh

no one is going to see them

besides, isn’t Gucci a little overexposed nowadays?

yes, I went to the local Gucci store to check it was like 1.9K? but round it up

pushing the gate open, you manoeuvre your way around the piles of cardboard boxes

simple cardboard boxes

nothing at all like the usual sleek black boxes embellished with the family name in silver calligraphy font

all of which ended up in the trash bin afterwards

dumb

flip flop flip flop

‘...could you at least get a new pair of...marketing slippers?’ Wenjun pointed out, blinking in horror at your worn out slippers, the left side’s sole was loose and threatening to fall

‘oh stuff it rich kid. These were from Rubi and there was a sale!’

that led to a family bicker over slippers right outside your front door

the two of you were so engrossed that you didn’t hear the pairs of footsteps drawing closer

‘um hi?’

you froze

Wenjun had a faster reaction time. He beamed brightly and cleared his throat. ‘Hi! Welcome to the neighbourhood! Have you guys eaten yet?’

吃饭了吗？

your eyes scanned over the two boys who would now occupy the last flat at the end of the corridor

they both had dyed hair just in differing colours, one blonde and the other jet black

both were tall

one seemed older and more athletic than the other

‘I’m Bi Wenjun and this,’ Wenjun paused to shove you the in ribs. ‘Is my cousin, Y/N.’

the boy with the blonde hair spoke first, smiling to reveal pearly whites. ‘I’m Zhu Zhengting and he’s my brother, Justin.’

not related but YH are so close they’re all fam

OH SHIT

AM I SERIOUSLY GREETING TWO HOT NEIGHBOURS IN MY PYJAMAS AND FLIP FLOPS

WITH MY HAIR LOOKING LIKE A FRICKIN BIRD’S NEST

at least there are Coach sunglasses perched on my head,,,not so bad not so bad

Wenjun had already started making small talk. Just smile and wave!

THIS IS SO HUMILIATING

I’M NEVER WEARING THIS SHIRT AGAIN

i need new shorts and slippers pronto!

• UGH

‘oh! China School of Fine Arts! I go to the same college,’ Zhengting suddenly spoke up.

at which Justin rolled his eyes at. ‘Pfp, not for a term. Don’t worry if you don’t recognise him, he never actually attends classes.’

Zhengting blushed and elbowed Justin away

hm cute

‘oh cool,’ your tone was clipped and you feigned disinterest, trying to get your burning face to cool off. ‘I suppose I’ll see you around.’

m o v e you tried to send a telepathic message to Wenjun

I CAN’T STAND ANOTHER SECOND BEING IN ZHENGTING’S PRESENCE WHEN I LOOK LIKE SHIT

times Wenjun has been oblivious today: 2

the wait seemed excruciating and when Wenjun finally bid them goodbye, you took of in the direction of the lift with a carelessly wave

it was good that your neighbours were people around your age

just so happened that Zhengting was incredibly good looking and currently the only dateable candidate available

IF YOU CHANGED YOUR OUTFIT, THINGS WOULD HAVE TURNED OUT SO MUCH BETTER

all drive long, Wenjun kept teasing you about your appearance or gushing about how well he and Justin got along

he insisted on gifting them the most expensive hamper from Tangs

you didn’t see a need for two young adults to have bone strengthening essences meant for elderly

but they were complementary in the particular hamper so...

supermarket was particularly quiet that morning

and it seemed to be offering an alarming amount of samples and candy promotions

candy was more suitable for a high schooler and college student but you weren’t up to argue with Wenjun

he seemed too whipped for Zhengting and Justin

‘I need ice cream to get over this,’ you moaned. ‘There’s no way I can ever look our neighbours in the eye again!’

call me overdramatic but you would have done the same

I haven’t even had breakfast yet

stupid Wenjun

I think it’s low blood sugar that’s causing me to be like this

‘sweetie, it’s 10.30am in the morning and you are on a strict diet. Remember that detox tea you ordered a week ago?’ Wenjun reminded, shovelling free samples of chocolate chip cookies into his mouth

why does my kid cousin always have a point...but my day was absolutely terrible!

‘whatever, f*ck it. I’ll just pass those to Cheng Cheng.’ It was your turn to sample those cookies

don’t you just love supermarkets?

you didn’t think the back seat of your car would be stocked with boxes of biscuits

morning supermarket runs are interesting in the Bi household

luckily, there were no snooping neighbours in the lift lobby to witness the Bi cousins haul about a dozen plastic bags filled with questionable groceries

such as croutons without a leaf of a lettuce

lift buttons were nearly hidden from view by white plastic

bring your own bags to shop!

there were no longer any boxes lining the corridors when you guys arrived home

thank god

imagine going all American Ninja Warrior with arms full of grocery bags

there was a lot of packing going on in the kitchen

and ripping open almost all of the cookie boxes by the time y’all were done

Wenjun went over to lend a helping hand while you hibernated in your room, reflecting over your outfit choice and eat more

it was just sheet embarrassment that plagued your mind and influenced your actions

might as well be all comfortable and sappy around them because they’ve seen me in my pyjamas

AND ZHENGTING IS PROBABLY MY BATCHMATE

i hope he doesn’t follow the school’s confession page

those thoughts made you crunch down on the biscuit with unnecessary strength

ding dong

the melodious - rather generic - chime of your doorbell broke your train of miserable thoughts

‘hamper delivery!’

as you were still clad in your wonderful get up, you opened the door wide enough for only your head to be seen

‘send it next door,’ you hissed quietly. ‘Say it’s from your new neighbours with love. Thanks!’

oh my god

WITH LOVE?

HEY ZHENGTING AND JUSTIN I LOVE YOU

WENJUN IS GOING TO LAUGH HIS HEAD OFF LIKE A DAMN HYENA

you slammed the door faster than the delivery man’s reply and raced to your bedroom

‘i’m ruined.’

*cue dramatic Disney princess sob fest on bed*

a few heart-pounding minutes passed, you strained your ears for any sign of reaction

unfortunately, people paid for soundproofed walls around here

yet, there seemed to be a sound coming from outside

out of curiosity, you peeled away your balcony door to take a look

lo and behold

Zhengting was standing on the balcony, tossing small pebbles onto yours

visual reference: Songyi and Minjoon’s apartment balconies from Kdrama ‘My Love From The Star’

is...he really wasting the decorative pebbles...

SHIT I’M STILL IN THE SAME OUTFIT NO NO NO

battling a blush of complete mortification, you gestured for him to say something

‘Thanks for the hamper!’ Zhengting yelled with a bright smile. ‘We appreciate it!’

on impulse, your lips stretched into a grin. ‘No problem! Welcome to the neighbourhood!’

he looked at the small trench of bamboo and pebbles separating the two balconies and then back at you

please please please stop judging my outfit

‘hopefully, we’ll see each other a lot.’

HUH?

he shot one last smile, maybe a soft chuckle before stepping back into his room

his words confused you

maybe he meant to spite your outfit choice

or maybe he genuinely felt like seeing you more often

that’s because he’s new and probably needs someone to show him around the estate and would rather have a friendly next-door neighbour do it than the security guard

get your head out of your ass he doesn’t mean it like that

hmm...

ZT’s diary: one 1/2 months of living with Justin╰( ･ ᗜ ･ )╯

over the course of a month, you learnt that Zhengting and Justin were very inconsiderate neighbours

there was always some loud music playing from their flat at every time of the day

fortunately for them, you and Wenjun were the only neighbours on the right side of the 12th floor and you didn’t really care much to complain

the resident care committee was rather useless anyway

regardless, their music still annoyed and distracted you to an extent

according to Wenjun their apartment was larger and thus, they had extra rooms to build a dance studio in

that was how you found out Zheng Ting was a dance major in CSFA

he just had to be under Professor Zhou or Professor Cheng

Cheng xiao’s real name is so cute omg

at least he was in a different major

you wondered if he knew Professor Wang

Professor Wang knew everybody and Zhengting looked like a popular kind of guy

+ the guy who actually liked his major

while it was touching to see how hard he worked, you wished ‘I am the sheep’ wasn’t stuck in your head while you were studying for a quiz

the clock read 2am, that was the time you finally snapped

popping panadol pills wasn’t going to take a headache away

the soundproofing here sucks! it only works whenever it wants to

shockingly, Wenjun was tucked away in his dreamland, wrapped up in a cocoon of his blankets and oblivious to the world that surrounded him

you grabbed your phone and stormed to your neighbour’s apartment, pounding furiously on the front door

it took a while but the music stopped playing and a few clicks of locks could be heard

‘hi,’Zheng Ting panted out, wiping the sweat that was beading on his forehead. ‘It’s about the noise level isn’t it?’

suddenly, the want to yell at him was gone

he! was! just! too! knowing!

it made you feel a bit ashamed

not to mention that his white shirt was slowly becoming see-through

you clasped your hands together, grinning.

‘No! Not at all! I-I j-just wanted to find out the song you’re dancing to.’

lie lie lie?

Zhengting seemed to ponder about that for a moment before beckoning you to enter his apartment

not shady at all

let’s go

be sure to take off your flip flops before entering houses

each room was slightly larger than the ones in your home

surprisingly, the house was kept neat and tidy, minus the odd one or two boxes that had yet to be unpacked

‘where’s Justin?’

the lack of the younger boy’s presence in the flat noticeable

Zhengting revealed that Justin was away for a week visiting his family

no wonder Wenjun seemed a bit sulkier

Zhengting pushed open the door to his cosy little dance studio

honestly, it was spacious enough to have a group of dancers practice

very well lit by the fluorescent spotlights and outfitted with a panel of mirrors

there was even a ballet bar on the other side

and Zhengting had hidden this treasure how?

his personal studio was comparable to the ones at school

suddenly, you came face to face with an iPad, an iTunes tab open

‘these are all the songs I’ve been choreographing to recently, and uh...loudly as well,’ Zhengting said, handing you the device

all of his fancy music equipment was organised in a small shelf

cut

he’s so damn invested into his dancing career

‘why are you working so hard for?’ you wondered out loud

even during finals, Professor Wang never gave your class so many assignments to work on

this is so inaccurate ^ btw, don’t take my word for anything

Zhengting nibbled on his bottom lip and nervously readjusted his headband. Pink flushed his cheeks as he took a step closer to you

with his lips so close to your face, you could feel the ba-bumps of your heart quickening

if I tell you, will you promise not to reveal it to anyone else?’

so secretive

you nodded, eager to find out what Zhengting was hiding

‘all these are for the school’s dance showcase. this year is more exclusive and getting a seat in the audience is invite-only,’ he disclosed. ‘Scouts from all the prestigious academies are coming to take a look.’

a small gasp of astonishment left your mouth, hands flying into a congratulatory clap

*iPad falls from your grip and your reflexes aren’t quick enough*

forget the iPad

rip screen

ZT has a million more in some boxes anyway

showcases were a MAJOR event for CSFA students, this had to be out of the world spectacular!

discovery: praise only caused your neighbour to turn redder than a tomato

‘will I receive an invitation any time soon?’ you teased, gently nudging his side with your elbow

please say I didn’t smash his iPad screen

hey, I placed it on the floor G E N T L Y

a mischievous glint twinkled in Zhengting’s brown orbs

you guys KNOW that look

he let out a huff and pretended to be in deep thought, weighing out the pros and cons

arms akimbo, you willed for him to stop teasing and provide an answer

he genuinely has no idea if Professor Zhou will grant him so many passes, stop being so pushy😫😔

Zhengting clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth triumphantly, finally able to decide on his answer

‘okay, IF you help me fine tune my choreography a bit more, I’ll beg Professor Cheng to save you a seat,’he offered

SCORE!

‘sure, of course! I am a composer and rap study though,’ you quipped in reply, hoping he would still go through with the proposal

ZT shrugged nonchalantly, ‘the more diverse an opinion the better. And please, you’re all Prof Jin and Prof Jackson brag about to our classes.’

now was your turn to blush and deny his claims

who cared if his iPad was broken

at least his heart wasn’t

ZT’s diary: month two of living with Justin＼(・ω・)/

commotion

yet again

and it was early in the morning

history does repeat itself

thank goodness it wasn’t the sacred hour of 9am but 11am

still early on in the new day

however, havoc seemed to be wrecking your neighbours flat

• one moment, the sharp charring of a vacuum cleaner could be heard and the next, shattering items or dropping of boxes boomed through the flat

basically, just huge chaos

not wanting to seem too nosy, you kept yourself from going over

however, the level of pandemonium was getting so out of hand that Wenjun put down his gaming control and asked if he should check it out

what could be so wrong on a Saturday morning?

you opened your mouth to answer but was abruptly cut off by two urgent knocks on the front door

the door creaked open to reveal a panicky, oddly-dressed Zhengting holding onto handles of pet crates

‘hi,’ you quickly greeted, unable to stand the awkward silence. ‘Is everything alright?’

‘just peachy,’ he replied, tongue slipping over his chapped lips

ZZT WITH CHAPPED LIPS ???

WHAT WAS UP WITH HIS CLOTHING CHOICE TODAY?

my most fashionable neighbour is clad in a shirt that cost more than my life from some new streetwear brand and lounge pants - probably from the market - with yellow butterflies on them

what a fit, a fashion statement

such fittingly random sense of style today

something obviously wasn’t right

yes, I’m referring to his pyjamas featured on idol xinfan

YH sprouts rlly wear questionable clothes to sleep no offence

...at least they don’t sleep nude right?

like that’s living life on the edge imagine getting your period while sleeping that’ll be awful

anyway

turning your gaze on the pet carriers, you spot a pretty white kitten and a caramel coloured puppy

in separate carriers

‘I’ll explain later but um our parents are coming for a surprise visit and they don’t know about my babies yet so could you please look after them for an hour or so?’Zhengting begs, desperation creeping into his voice

an ear-splitting crash echoes from their apartment before Justin yells, ‘ge! I can’t get the cat fur off our clothes!’

this is an emergency!!!

you take the pets from his hands gleefully and throw out your lint roller in exchange

‘try this!’

in no way am I advertising lint rollers I don’t even think I have one

Zhengting shoots you the brightest smile you’ve ever seen and hurriedly dashes over to Justin

Wenjun joins in a few moments later, leaving you alone to bond with your neighbours’ pets

a puppy and a kitten? sign me the f*ck up

sorry, couldn’t find if he was more a dog or cat person so you get the best of both worlds

the snow white kitten cautiously pads onto your ottoman while the more adventurous puppy bounces happily onto your bed

I think your heart just melted into a puddle of goo

just imagine Zhengting playing with these two cuties

ba bump, ba bump, babump, babumpbabump

since you’re worried the young animals might pee on your bed, you take them out to the balcony to play

an animal approved balcony

they mess with a collection of small potted

after which, grow tired and begin snuggling up to you for comfort

without caring you’re attempting conversation with pets - that are not even yours, you pose shy of a billion questions

like ‘is ZT treating you well?’, ‘does he look better with his hair up or down?’,‘isn’t he so cute?’

‘Zhengting’s so attractive,’ you muse wistfully not realising the man standing on the neighbouring balcony

ZT chuckles, feeling red tint his cheeks

he only emerged from his room to inhale a breath of fresh air before the intense grilling by his parents could pepper him

yet he felt his heart grow warmer than ever, prior to your heartfelt confession

*intermission*

the front door clicked shut behind Justin and the brothers flopped onto the living room carpet, finally able to breathe normally

we pulled it off, we did it,’ Justin gasped in disbelief, wondering if all the cleaning he had done was a lucid dream

but the realness of Zhengting’s high-five and sparkling counters proved him wrong

ah ha! whatever ge’s parents said to him also proved it happened!

‘soooo,’ he drawled out teasingly. ‘pa and ma think you’re attracted to our neighbour.’

Justin’s hand reached to pinch Zhengting’s steadily crimsoning cheeks

He only snickered when his ge swatted his fingers away as if they were pesky flies

puppy love

speaking of puppies, Justin insisted that Zhengting collect their babies back

knocking at your door, Zhengting had no idea why he felt more anxious than usual

his throbbing heart seemed to want to jump out of his chest

at least he was momentarily distracted by your endless gushing of love for his pets

compliment after compliment, love confession after love confession

shhh...he kind of wished you were referring to him

‘they’re such great listeners too!’

oh!

they admitted that I’m handsome!

Zhengting raised a smug eyebrow, mouth curling upwards. ‘So, you think I’m attractive huh?’

ABORT MISSION ABORT MISSION I REPEAT ABORT MISSION

*sweats nervously*

thankfully, he doesn’t prompt for a reply as he takes the pet carriers from your grasp

with a wink, Zhengting walks off

leaving you in a frantic yet charmed mess

you: ZZT, you did NOT hear that

the text is fast, your fingers flurry over the keyboard

his answer isn’t delayed either

zhengting: hear what? your Romeo&Julietesque confession of your love for me?

you: pft just bc we both have balconies doesn’t mean we’re Romeo and Juliet

you: it didn’t happen

you: I take my words back

zhengting: mhm and you definitely did not talk to my pets as if they were humans

you: SHUSH

zhengting: no :)

zhengting: come to the balcony

zhengting: please

zhengting: where are you

zhengting: :(

zhengting: come out or I’m calling Wenjun and exposing you

you rolled off your bed and onto your balcony faster than Usain Bolt

Zhengting had already propped his arms on the dividing decoration, awaiting your arrival

‘hey, secret lover,’ he poked. ‘Missed me?’

your orbs rolled in perfect circles,

‘please, I saw you a couple of minutes ago. If anything, I miss your puppy more.’

‘come over tonight.’

what? excuse me?

‘I really need help with my choreography. Please? You promised!’

Zhengting looked needy enough for you to say yes...plus, you wanted tickets to the showcase...and it couldn’t hurt to spend more time with help him right?

also because you wanted to see his pets again

you told him you would come over after dinner

the temptation would be too great to arrive on an empty stomach when a full-course meal awaits

Justin was clad in his baby blue onesie and carrying the small white kitten when he opened the door

how childlike

I should get matching pjs for Wenjun too

with a knowing smirk, he mentioned that Zhengting was in his room

in return, you filled him in on the new video game that Wenjun bought

and then let him into your apartment to bug Wenjun

hehe

family goals

you ventured further into the flat, a tad bit more familiar with your surroundings

Zhengting must be playing with his puppy as excited barks were coming from the inside

you rapped your knuckles on the door then entered

bc you’re a cultured person who knocks the door before entering!

you learnt you to knock after walking in on many...unpleasant things

such as wang ziyi and cai xukun proclaiming their eternal love

then catching xukun on a date with zhang yixing a few days later

not the kind of things you want to recall

as you expected, Zhengting is on his bed, playing with his puppy

oh wow can I just say

bedhead ZZT with his shirt sliding off one shoulder to reveal a defined collarbone

his grey sweatpants have loosened around the waist to reveal his Calvins and the very tip of his waist tattoo peeking out

wow

so sexy

but no, in reality, he’s just cradling his puppy and cooing sweet nothings into his ear

‘what’s his name?’ the puppy pads over to greet you, flicking his small tongue over your hands

‘Justin and I decided to name him Ry, taken from the end of Jeffery,’ Zhengting replies while casually fixing his top

...as in Jeffery from school?

oh goodness, of course, these boys had connections

they must be popular

even though ZZT never attends class???

what sorcery

an awkward silence passes

you both communicate without opening your mouths

eventually, you’re seated on the floor of ZZT’s dance studio, cuddling Ry - not exactly paying attention to his dance

honestly, I think Zhengting’s focus is unbreakable

but when it breaks...it shatters

you go from trying to explain that his left arm needs to be at the same height as his right arm

to ‘oh my god I really like your new phone case.’

and then he’ll pick up the conversation from ‘thanks my phone case is from bare bears official.’

he loves being cute deep down and we all know it shh

then it goes back to ‘one two...three...stop! pose. Wow, you’re a great choreographer.’

not even dance counts ^

blame Professor Wang for influencing my class with dance

I’ve been dragged to deep down

eventually, the night wears on and the two of you simply sprawl out on the dance floor

tired

Ry cheers you up by licking your face though, cutie

you’re curious to find out more about zhengting, now seems like the perfect opportunity to pose questions

‘what other animals would you want as a pet?’ Though, you can’t picture Ry and the kitten having TOO many friends yet.

you watch as Zhengting pouts, thinking hard

‘maybe a pet piglet. My friend, Mubo has one and I played with it once at his place. It was so adorable that all my friends were in love with it.’ Zhengting laughs fondly at the memory.

‘my mother would kill me though,’ he adds quickly

idk man we could like share a pet so we both gain from it and become piglet parents

wh00ps did I say that out loud? Why is he giggling at me?

‘yes, yes you did,’ Zhengting speaks between his chuckles. ‘I already am a Zhu so might as well be a piglet parent.’

朱 (last name) and 猪 (pig) are both ‘zhu’

jokingly, you say, ‘I’ll choreograph a celebratory dance if you take up my offer.’

that’s when Zhengting gets all excited and seriously considers buying a pig

one hour passes just researching on pigs

how to care for one

what to feed it

where to buy one

is it legal

how much does one piglet cost

not that the cost affects his decision ^

‘let’s do it,’ Zhengting decides surely, the determination in his tone. ‘Let’s be piglet parents.’

‘you’re kidding...’ your voice trails off when you see he is COMPLETELY on board with the idea

what :) have :)) I :))) done :)))

I CAN’T BE A PARENT TO EARLY ON

yet I really like the idea of Zhengting as a pet dad

with me

it’ll be a small family

‘we’ll work out the custody issues later,’ he jests. ‘Are you ready to sign some adoption papers? I found a reputable place.’

there’s this look of certainty and assurance in his eyes that only read ‘with me, everything’s going to be fine.’

maybe that was when you realised you were SO ready to admit you wanted to be with him

maybe confession could come later but for now

piglet parenting?

hell yeah

‘I’m in on it.’

I’m so glad you moved in next door

I’m so happy Justin chose the right apartment complex

worked on this for one whole week oh my god and this lowkey became crack

rlly wanted to get this up for his birthday!!!

so happiest 22nd/23rd to the gorgeous Zhu Zhengting!!

can’t believe he’s joining the old men club on Idol Producer I’m so proud :)

I fell for him on Pd 101 but unfortunately, his incredible talents weren’t recognised

he and Justin were my Chinese kings and now they’ve both come back to claim their kingdoms

Zhengting is just so talented, hardworking, kind-hearted and humorous

I love

tbh idk what lies ahead for his future bc YH’s plans look a bit scattered for the SKR and CH side

but whatever happens, I only wish the best for him and I hope that he would achieve his dream

literally, I would marry this man if the age gap wasn’t so big and if we shared the same religion

God bless him and his household, they deserve love and grace too

@ zhu family, thanks for raising such a wonderful man

朱正廷，祝您生日快乐！我希望正廷哥哥会得到耶稣的祝福，会继续努力也会好好照顾自己的身体。我希望有一天我们可以见面。加油吧！我一定会支持您。我爱您。💝💞💘

pls don’t bash me for my errors, my ancestors are disappointed enough already :”)

#HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZHU ZHENGTING #zhu zhengting #yuehua trainees #idol producer #produce 101 #idol producer scenarios #produce 101 scenarios #yuehua sprouts

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