ANGEL ☾ winwin one shots.

round and round. [allwin]

a/n: put the hands together now make a wish~~~ IT'S YA GIRL'S BIRTHDAY TODAY :D i'm officially half 30 y'all. early update but i'll still update tomorrow dw, so double update this week.

note: sicheng's kinda ooc and there's no certain plot/ship. more like an idea dump.

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" sponsors ," sicheng says, dragging the word out like a loose rubber-band, like it's a bad term. which – in this context – it is. " so what you're suggesting is I put my pretty face to use and fish rich perverted men, like, twice my age for money ?"

in the driver seat, johnny spins the wheel with one hand to change lanes and sicheng has never not find it incredibly sexy. " it doesn't have to be men. or twice your age, for this matter. any rich people can do. you've been in this industry for years, it's about time ."

" it's gross ."

" it's inhuman, yes, a bit like prostitution if you were to ask me. but it's the norm in this scope of work. especially for people like you ."

sicheng pauses as he contemplates. having sponsors is something frowned upon by rational people yet it is awfully normal in the entertainment industry, even for models like him.

it's an easy and – sicheng dares to say – cowardly way to rise up to the top. it's like having no faith in your talent that you have to rely on using your body. not to mention disgusting.

he turns up the music louder without replying, and throws his gaze out the window. even if he can't see it, johnny could guess sicheng's beautiful face is frowning right now, worry lines deep on his forehead. sighing, he rests a hand on sicheng's thigh.

" you don't have to do it, obviously. if you're uncomfortable with it, let's just pretend we never talked about this. I'm your manager and your well-being is always my priority ."

" what made you say that ?"

" what ?"

sicheng turns to him, a hint of sadness in his eyes. " I mean, what made you suggest I find a sponsor at the first place? do you doubt me that much, hyung ?"

" god, cheng, it's not like that ," johnny takes sicheng's hand and interlaces their fingers as an assurance. " of course I believe in you. you're a star. it's just – someone had asked me about you ."

sicheng's lips part open. suddenly he thinks back of all the shots he's done and he can't help but to feel disgusted of himself. of course he never did any naked shots whatsoever, but some of them could be... vulgar. maybe that's why he caught a pervert's eyes, like it or not.

" someone... wants to be my sponsor ?"

johnny nods solemnly. sicheng lets out a strangled noise and johnny squishes his hand to comfort him.

" don't worry, I told him I'd get back to him once I heard from you first. I'll let him know you're not interested ."

" thank you ."

" it's no problem... just, sicheng? I'm used to all of this, and I hadn't realized how much it could freak you. I should've thought about it first. I'm sorry ."

" it's not your fault. I shouldn't overreact, after all ..."

" it's not overreacting. it's perfectly rational to be weirded out. though you might not want to talk about it to your co-stars, as it might be offensive. we don't know which of them are actually sponsored. you know, right? once you wipe the gloss off, this industry suddenly isn't that appealing anymore ."