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Nyo! 2p! China x Reader- ideal

reader (she/they) encounters YueHua Cheng (she/her), and finds that wooing her won't be easy as flowers and chocolates.

pai/"wendy" (taiwan; she/her) is the reader's bestie~

this is a human au! where reader x YueHua both work at the same Italian restaurant, somewhere in Beijing

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"... You're joking, aren't you?"

Y/n looks down at the gift bag. It wasn't too large, hosting only a small heart box of sweets and a mini teddy bear. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you liked big chocolates or stuffies—" Her voice falters when she sees the flat, joyless smile on YueHua's face.

"Are you trying to buy my love?"

Taken aback again, Y/n nearly stumbles. "I—I didn't mean to imply that—"

Swiftly turning so her fully-uniformed back faces Y/n, she dismisses the woman with a wave of her hand. "I need to get back to work." She says, before walking out of the employee room and into the parking lot. The door slams shut behind her.

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Pai's has had enough of watching her best friend poke her rice around with the chopsticks hopelessly. "Y/n, you didn't try and ask that girl out, did you?" When she only earned a groan and face buried in her palms, Pai rolls her eyes. "Oh Y/n..."

"I'm not down bad..."

"What makes you like her so much?" Pai purses her lips, bringing the can of lychee soda to her lips.

What makes YueHua attractive? Well, she had an extremely strong sense of direction, was confident in anything she did and knew how to put people (usually bitchy customers) in their place. As for looks, she always looked refined and strong in her dark button-up and straight-legged pants. It wasn't the clothes that made her attractive, in fact, they were possibly the least-decorated articles of clothing ever. But in a strange way, it suited her medium build, as a curtain does with its blinds.

Especially her demeanor, the way her hooded eyes could both seduce and stare down anyone who stood in her way. There was also a unique trait of hers that she spoke in a register deeper than the average Chinese woman. It was hot and Y/n wanted her so badly—

Having taken too long to answer in real life, Y/n is pulled back to reality when she hears her friend sigh. "I swear we're getting you some therapy. Your taste in women is just... Why."

"Don't be so homophobic Pai-Pai." Y/n mocks lovey-dovey kisses. "You love me too much to send me on that suicide mission~"

Pai cringes, before getting annoyed that Y/n knew just exactly how to annoy her. "God, just call me Wendy, please."

"I will once you stop claiming I have insane taste in women."

"A terrible nickname is not the same as facts."

"So negative, shaking my head."

"You did not just say that out loud." Groaning as she pinches the bridge of her nose, she promised to help Y/n with detective work as long as she shut the fuck up.

Y/n's hug is as tight as can be. "I love you so much it's unreal."

"Fuck you too."

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There she is again. Her tawny skin tone seems to absorb every bit of sunlight that manages to pass through the dense clouds.

YueHua didn't spare her natural voice level when speaking, which meant somedays she sounded raspier. This was one of them, especially because it was a much colder day. Still, because she's a hostess, she made sure to compensate for her rough voice with a sweet smile.