Xingyun Oneshots

121 - Over and Over

My sister keeps giving me ideas for Xingyun oneshots (satirical) and it'll be ideas like:

"You should make a oneshot where like Xiangling goes on Hell's Kitchen and then Xingqiu and Chongyun kiss"

"You should make a oneshot where Xingqiu knows he's gay but his parents are like 'nooo you can't be gay >:(' "

"You should make a oneshot where Xiangling makes brownies but they're spicy brownies and Chongyun likes brownies so he eats one but it's spicy yk"

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Once the final worksheet is (painstakingly) finished and his lecturer (fucking finally) tells him he's excused for the day, Xingqiu all too eagerly stands up from his desk that's way too low to the ground to be sitting in for as long as he does before doubling over in a bow and making his way out.

He stops in the bathroom on his way out of the Feiyun Commerce Guild building, messily dragging his fingers through his hair until it's just the right kind of messy-but-not-too-messy-but-Chongyun-will-find-it-attractive that he wants, splashing some water on his face to try and will the bags under his eyes out of existence and look like he hasn't wanted to kill himself the last four hours.

His father has been increasing the time that he's supposed to spend studying, and Xingqiu had had no choice but to give him a fake smile and go, 'Greeeat! I'm so very happy you've taken such an interest in my education to the family business father! Please, if anyone's listening, end my misery!'

Needless to say, he was more than happy to drag himself out of the building, even if he felt the need to hold himself back from hissing like a vampire at the sun. He'd been cooped up inside that little study room and cramped desk for hours every day this week, so sunlight has unfortunately become a rarity lately.

He heads out over the freshly swept tiles, giving a forced smile to Xu as he tells him good afternoon, trying to appear half alive before he promptly smacks right into someone.

"Oof-!" He grunts, backing up to catch himself. "My apologies, I-"

He's met face to face with what he could only describe as an angel, or the face of a perfect martial arts protagonist, or a handsome, blue-haired expeller of demons and all things bad energies and superstitions - and maybe who Xingqiu likes to call his knight in shining armor at times when he comes with a bundle of books under his arm for him.

Chongyun blinks back at him, holding a now crushed silk flower in his hand and looking down at it embarrassed. "Sorry, I should have watched where I was going. I was too focused on making it here..."

"No, don't apologize. I haven't seen you all week since you were on your exorcist trip with your clan, so any chance to see you, accidental collisions or not, is as good as any." Xingqiu smiles, resting his hands on Chongyun's forearms and leaning in, his first initial response to seeing his boyfriend being to give him a kiss before he stops, remembering where they are.

He moves back from the close proximity he'd put them in, clumsily folding his hands behind his back in a display that's supposed to look formal and elegant, but feels more like a desperate plea to keep his hands busy so he doesn't try to kiss his boyfriend again.

Being the second son of the Feiyun Commerce Guild and being gay is not a combination that mixes very well - it's more like oil and water, every part of him that's been raised to one day marry a pretty daughter of a businessman or woman clashing entirely with the reality that that will never be the case, Chongyun or not.

His dad technically allowed him to be with Chongyun - whether because he thought they would breakup and thus the 'problem' would be dealt with, or because he knew there was nothing he could do to stop Xingqiu from sneaking around him and doing it anyways (especially since he constantly rejected any of the other candidates to date brought before him), Xingqiu didn't know.