ANGEL ☾ winwin one shots.

think i like you. [luwin]

a/n: wayvision really be awakening my luwin self again. also, the time-line is before kick back era.

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the first thing lucas sees when he gets into his room fresh from shower is sicheng's judging face, demanding of an explanation. his forehead crumples in confusion and sicheng nods to the tiny table in their already tiny room (seriously, he should've been there the day they picked out rooms to fight off ten and hendery).

" beers, xuxi? seriously ?"

sicheng gestures to the cans with knitted brows. lucas thinks he looks like an angry bird – an angry chick, even.

seems like a bad time to be cooing over sicheng's natural cuteness yet he can't help it. sicheng shoots him a glare.

" they're low-alcohol ," lucas answers simply like it would explain anything. it doesn't. " it's been a while since we drank ."

" on a tuesday night ." sicheng deadpans. lucas walks pass him and slips under sicheng's comforter without any invitation. when he pats the empty space next to him, sicheng's frown deepens.

" c'mon ge, we don't have any schedule tomorrow. let loose. don't be so much like kun-ge ."

sicheng deadpans him – yet lucas' puppy eyes don't waver. sometimes sicheng hates the fact he's terribly weak for this guy.

arms crossed, sicheng sighs. " can't you like, ask the other members? hendery, maybe, or even yangyang –"

" actually I was hoping it'd be only us ."

nagging cut short, sicheng freezes at lucas' words. he flushes bright red before he looks away, murmuring something under his breathe and stumbling over his own words. lucas coos at his cuteness.

in a way, lucas isn't lying. during the NCT2020 promotions they barely had time to hang-out albeit being roommates. their paths also almost didn't loop aside from wayv group activities and resonance practices, but they're all solely work.

lucas pats the empty spot once more. sicheng gives up.

in the end, they're both cramped together on sicheng's bed watching some anime on his laptop. lucas is barely focusing on the show, though, because with alcohol in his system and sicheng's warmth radiating off to him, he feels like he's gonna be knocked out any second from now on. sicheng's voice is what keeps him awake but he closes his eyes.

after being roommates for quite a while lucas obviously has learnt some things about sicheng; for an example, his face gets pink when he's tipsy.

not a gross pink like a sunburnt or the way old men get sometimes when they work out – but an adorable faint-pink. it might be biased since everything about sicheng is simply cute, but still.

sicheng's not a cheap drunk or a heavy drinker either – but when he's tipsy, he blabbers a lot and oftentimes blurts out something he'd regret. like tonight.

" this might sound weird, like, oddly weird, and so out-of-character ," sicheng pauses, as if gathering himself together. " but you were hot. like, still are – but during the promotions you look very good. I mean, obviously you know it yourself, but I wanted to say it ."

lucas isn't totally expecting that yet he hums. compliment from sicheng beats others at any given time, no matter how much he receives them.

head pressed on lucas' shoulder, sicheng murmurs something barely audible that snaps lucas' eyes open.

" I like you, xuxi. I really do ."

it's something he would never, ever expect to come out from sicheng's mouth. as unpredictable as sicheng can get – and yes he says dumb stuff sometimes – this is just straight-up unpredictable on another level.