Note: Is it bad I'm slowly getting slow on creating oneshots. I think at this point I should open a cookierun one and focus more on that in the meantime. ————————————————————
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"A date"
"Xingqiu! I'm nervous!" Y/n fidgeted upon the arrival of the boy behind the date, a reason as to why they wore the prettiest of attires as if it had cost a fortune. The male only smiled innocently, looking at his masterpiece. "Don't be, Chongyun will be pleasantly surprised to see you in the occasion, I promise." The innocent grin however did not match his all-knowing eyes. "Besides, i'm just taking responsibility for your date~"
Ah yes, how did that even come to be, if not his skillful hands playing the role of the master of romance novels and advices. Y/n knew very well that they could trust Xingqiu with what was about to happen, though a part of them knew that at this point, it was for his own amusement that he started helping the two together. Nevertheless, Y/n was not at all against his reasons.
"Now of you go, my liege. Be yourself, you got this."
Now, despite his encouraging words and praise, Y/n couldn't help but shudder at the smirk on his lips as they went out. Whatever it was, Y/n knew very well that Xingqiu was playing everything out like a romantic scene in his head.
Arriving at the familiar spot near the Feiyun Commerce guild, they couldn't help but gasp at what awaits or rather who waits by the billboard.
Y/n's eyes darted to the boy in blue, someone familiar that they couldn't help but stare at. Was it the fact that he was wearing something different that Y/n couldn't help but blush? The way his shoulders are out on the open Liyuen air, the tassel on his ear, blowing with the wind, the way his hair is styled, parted at the middle in a stylistic way. Chongyun, the spirit-vanquishing exorcist— just how could he look so differently fresh? Y/n thought back to Xingqiu's 'innocent' grin, finding the reason to his deceiving lips. He never told them that even Chongyun himself would be dressed for the occasion.
"Are you okay?" Y/n flinched, hearing him ask so suddenly. Had he noticed the redness of their face, the sudden incapability to divert attention to anything other than his new attire, or perhaps that obvious look on their face that screamed of surprise and admiration. "I'm fine, I'm fine," Y/n laughed ever so feigned, a blush draped over their cheeks. "It's just new to me seeing you wear something different, I guess."
Y/n could have sworn there was a small dust of red on his cheeks. Oh, how lucky would Y/n be if they could caress his reddening cheeks, admiring the way his eyelashes sometimes reflect the smallest ray of sun. But then again, it was but a wishful thought that drove Y/n to a bearable yet annoying frustration.
