YuYan One Shots

Gentle Lion

"So... you really want me to kiss you?" Yu Yan points at her lips, shocked.

Why does she look so shocked at this? As if she couldn't say it clearly enough. Chengxuan nods with gusto. 

Yu Yan, Cool Girl Supreme who's kissed who knows how many trainees before this, blushes bright red in the face of Chengxuan's arrant desire

Interview: 

"Why do you talk less with me?"
"Huh? I don't say much to you?"

"Very less because you often joke around with the others, but with me, you're quieter." She smiles, the accusatory tone expertly inhumed under it. "You often just look at me."

"Help." Yu Yan looks over at the staff, genuinely asking for help. "How do I even answer this question, how do I suitably answer this..."
Chengxuan just wants to know. 
 

It's not that Chengxuan's been looking... who is she kidding exactly, of course, she is. She's been looking closely; during practice when she's in the room with her, gracing the team with her puissant presence. During dinner, because that's the only time they're all in one place together on a jam-packed day of practice and filming (nobody wants to miss  dinner  except for those who don't eat. Chengxuan eats, so does her. It's easy to find her during dinner, she sits with Dai Meng, sometimes Keni. Both very easy to detect in crowds, pretty long necks, and all). On stage, when she sings Lion Cat with a guitar and takes everyone's breath away. All the time she can afford ever since she walked in through the big doors for the first time in pastel pink and a face wore businesslike to contrast it. In heels, with a luscious hair cascading down her chest.

The impression sticks easily like the strongest glue. These days, it's the bright red hair and the occasional specs... It's hard not to look. 

In her defense, this habit is not exclusively Chengxuan's. Everyone else (even Xueer and Jiaqi, arguably the most entrancing trainees around) looks over at Yu Yan more often than not, with gazes ranging from hushed envy to just pure fascination. Yu Yan, who uses a fire extinguisher to work out her bum. Yu Yan, who feeds on nothing but vegetables. Yu Yan who remains unfazed before advertising coercion to ingest that yogurt drink. (She fakes her sips when the situation calls for it, Chengxuan always finds herself giggling when she does that.) Yu Yan, who bows lower than what's culturally necessary. She's loud too, on top of that. Shrilly, but she gets away with it. 30% of a training room's screaming comes from her, with the rest a fair distribution among Xiai, Keyin, An Qi sometimes, Dai Meng, and the occasional Xiaotang. (Yuxin often looks exhausted being in the same room as two or more of them, as if she's the one feeling tired for them.)

She's magnetic in a glacial, silent kind of way, and over the few months they've been in the same place together, the instinct to look has been infused into Chengxuan. It's hard not to look. 

Sometimes in random sweeps, Chengxuan catches Yu Yan looking at her casually too. At times when she thinks she doesn't notice. Their eyes meet for just a fraction of a second before she looks away with a blink that's suggestive of a shock to some degree. It always leaves Chengxuan asking, but maybe it's a normal thing to do. All these pretty girls gathered in one place, you just catch each other looking at one another.