The King's Avatar one-shot (xreader)

Shaotian x Zekai

Note: thanks to troublingrain or more like troublingpersonirl to come up with this disastrous pairing, as they like to name it

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"That was just a practice match right?" Botao asked Wenzhou while both teams just met each other in the hall after the game.

"Yeah, obviously," Wenzhou gave him a reassuring smile.

"But the damn press kept making such a big deal out of it, it's annoying," Botao walked next to Wenzhou.

"Well, what do you expect, that's their way of doing things. They've got no choice, it'll be boring otherwise."

"Sure...hey, for the upcoming interview...how about we do something fun to trick the press?"

"What do you mean? Are you sure you want to pull something off?" Wenzhou was curious.

"What do you think I mean," Botao answered and smirked.

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"OH," Shaotian shouted when he saw Zekai in the waiting room for the interview.

"What are you doing here?" he walked over to Zekai who sat comfortably in his armchair with his phone.

Zekai looked up as noisy Shaotian approached him and just nodded. Shaotian's face turned sour and he squinted his eyes:

"Talk to me! Talk, talk, talk, why won't you talk? Honestly, let's be real honest here, you're faking it, right? You're faking it that you're uncomfortable talking, am I right? So, you'll just get even more plus points from your female fans! As if you haven't gotten enough females in tow! What about me? Why won't they like me? I'm not bad looking am I?"

Shaotian's eyebrow twitched lightly as Zekai's handsome face stared holes into his. The phone in Zekai's hand blinked.

"Oh, what do we have here? What are you doing on your phone anyways? Lemme see!" with a cheeky attitude, Shaotian grabbed Zekai's phone.
Zekai's hand froze when he tried to take it back from Shaotian, his expression subtle concerned. No words wanted to come out except an:

"Ah..."

Shaotian's eyes grew from squinting to wide to back to squinting to being surprised and then covering his view with a hand:

"I'm sorry, shouldn't have pried like that. Take it, take it back. Woah, didn't want to witness that. You can have it back, don't mind me just sitting on the other side of the room. Far away from you. I'm not judging you or anything. Each to his own. Fine, here take it, take it!"

Zekai's hand still remained between him and Shaotian while he longingly stared at his phone that was shaken like a cocktail mixer in Shaotian's hand.

"Take it, take it," Shaotian didn't shut up.

After a few attempts of Shaotian blindly placing the phone, he finally found Zekai's palm but quickly retreated once the phone has been safely returned. While Shaotian curled up in his seat, Zekai stared at his phone. 

Just like Shaotian, his eyes widened, squinted and widened again in surprise. Zekai quickly shook his head and intensively sent Shaotian signals through his staring. 

The uneasiness grew inside Shaotian and he could no longer pretend he didn't notice Zekai's puppy look.

"What?" Shaotian reluctantly asked,

"What are you looking at me for like this? Do you have something to say? Just say it then! You can't keep living like this forever! When you already have that many female fans how can you keep quiet like that? What's the joy in having them then? The joy is being able to sweet-talk them for hours, isn't it? How do you even accomplish any commercials? How is it possible? How?"