privé ; kaixing

unwanted feelings

yixing tries hard not to ogle kim jongin right now. who can blame him? he likes to stare at beautiful people and admires every features, thinking how fortunate they are to be blessed by such visuals. he doesn't know who to compliment right now– god, for making a very beautiful creature; victoria, for being a great stylist; or jongin, for being himself.

right now they are on the pretty busy street, jongin standing on the sidewalk while people keep passing by him and yixing took several pictures. he likes the stillness of jongin and the motion of the things around him. sometimes he took a picture of jongin outside a ramen shop or something similar to it. jongin's enticing dark orbs are staring straight into the lens and indirectly at yixing as well, making the latter hitched a breathe for a second.

victoria chose the right color. brown really suits jongin (but he still stick to his previous words: jongin suits every color). his tan skin and his soft brown locks match each other.

"alright. we're finished here." yixing said once he put down his camera and let the strap hang around his neck. "you did a great job." he gives the younger a smile, proud written in his eyes.

jongin smiles back, head slightly hung low. yixing likes this look. the shy jongin. "i wanted to impress you."

there he goes again. his eyes suddenly met yixing's brown ones and the mischievous glint is back in his eyes. but he isn't going to deny how his tone has sincerty laced under it.

"you already did the first time we work together, which is yesterday." he said while they walk along the street. there were fans trailing after them with their phones on their hands, capturing and recording the moment of meeting the hottest idol this year. yixing is glad jongin mentioned to bring his body guards earlier in the building because seeing the situation right now, if there were no guards to prevent the fans from invading their work, yixing would probably going to drown in the sea full of people which is something he hates and jongin would probably gets hands on him everywhere. that wouldn't be pretty.

"oppa! jongin oppa!" he heard those screams everywhere. yixing doesn't know how jongin can stand those. yixing, as you can see, is not a fan of
loud noises. but he spares this one because they are jongin's fans, it's just a way to support the brunet. he has no right to shut them up even though his ears are ringing. this is one of the reasons why he doesn't like to attend parties or clubs. they are full with people and it's suffocating, also the music there isn't the ones yixing likes.

"wow. i know you have a lot of fan but this..." yixing shakes his head as they walk side by side to their next destination. "is it a good idea to have a shoot outside? i mean, if you're uncomfortable you can say it, you know." he sheepishly said, giving glances to those around them.

the model doesn't look fazed by the crowd. he's probably used to it. but he sends the photographer a smile and it looks pretty. yixing swore he heard the fangirls (even elderly are there to watch him) squeal at seeing the velvety lips pulled up into a smile, saying how handsome their oppa is. "it's okay. i can deal with this. i wanted to see my fans anyway, but thanks." yixing stares ahead of him as jongin turns his head to look at the crowd and wave at them, not missing any direction. "hello everyone!" he greeted with a grin and the crowd respond with a small scream. "be careful not to stand too long, okay? the day is pretty hot and i don't want you to fell sick."

"thank you, oppa!"

"oppa, you're so kind!"

"yes, oppa, you're so kind." this time it was yixing. the chinese male said it in a low, small voice so the fans won't hear him and he said it to tease the younger, lips curled into a smirk as he sees jongin's reaction from the corner of his eyes.

jongin is flustered.

his eyes widen slightly and he blinks several time, not looking at yixing but at the street they are walking on, trying to process what he just heard and if it wasn't just his imagination. yixing bites the inside of his lower lip to stop a smile from blooming on his face at seeing his pink ears, the shy look is back on jongin and yixing really wants to coo. adorable.

"babe, we're in public." he murmured lowly so no one but yixing can hear them (and it kinda went well because the fans are loud).

yixing let out a tiny scowl, of course he would took yixing's teasing as a chance to flirt at him. that's just kim jongin. teasing him wherever and whenever he can.

"you're doing a good job at being likable before, jongin."

"and now i'm lovable?"

yixing thought he would tone it down now that they are in public and with jongin's fans surrounding them. but no, he still shamelessly flirt with him.

"aren't you scared that your fans will hear you?" yixing uttered in a questioning tone, eyes going to look at the fans on their left.

"they know i flirt with everyone. boys and girls."

of course. yixing shouldn't feel special jongin is flirting with him. he said it himself he does it to everyone.

"do you flirt with the fans too?"

"u-huh." yixing briefly glance at the idol before looking away. he is one of a kind. though that didn't stop him from being a little disappointed. but why is he feeling like that? he already knew jongin is like that to everyone. maybe because he managed to make jongin's cheek flushed, and his coffee colored eyes not meeting yixing's because he's too shy to do so. maybe because yixing thought he is different. but turns out he's not. he's just like everybody else.

he really shouldn't be feeling this way.