〖あい - winwin your heart〗

七

Yuta groaned as he finally got back in his mansion after getting the other three into their designated cars. He sat on the couch as he called for his butler, “Kenta-yah! Come here quickly,” as the sudden call, the said butler appeared in front of him with a polite bow.

“What is it, *bocchan?” Yuta sighed at the nickname, “You got close with Sicheng when he was here last time right? Can you prepare some gifts and surprises while I write him a story book tonight?”

(*bocchan「坊っちゃん」means young master or someone's son and as you figured, it's Japanese「日本語」)

“What about your homework, bocchan?” Kenta reminded as the male groaned in displeasure, “Get Masaki san to finish it today, the story I'm writing is for the future of the company too.”

“Alright then, I'll take my leave and be back in a few hours, bocchan.” The butler bowed once again before leaving. Yuta walked up to his room before grabbing a type writer as he placed paper on it.

Sitting comfortably on his work desk, he started thinking about the Chinese boy, he continued the thoughts for a few minutes before grabbing his phone to call his parents, taking moments before they answered.

“Otosan? Okasan? It's Yuta, I need some help, I'm finally gonna start courting Sicheng tomorrow and I wanna gift him a story but, I just don't know where to start.” he explained through the phone as he had his chin rested on his hand.

“Well isn't that good for you, Yuta? I can't wait to meet Sicheng, but to help you with that story, why don't you start with something that relates to both of you? Like that time when you bumped into him in your old school.” Yuta's father stated from the phone.

“Guess that does make sense,” Yuta answered back as he let his head sink down burying his face into his arm. “I'll start writing now, if you'll excuse me, I'll hang up now.” he mumbled, as his parents responded.

“Alright, make sure to update us when you can, good luck my baby takoyaki prince!” the Japanese boy smiled at his mom's reaction as he ended the call, slowly fixing his posture, sitting up.

Calm and relaxed, he slowly started typing, trying to be one with the story as thoughts trailed upon time as the moon shines above him, reflecting on him. Making the male glow like a star, concentrating on making itself shine more for the human that admired him from underneath the skies.

But Sicheng wasn't just a human, to Yuta, the Chinese male was his sun, he was the one that gave him a reason to shine as bright as he possibly could, all for Dong Sicheng.

Because, I love him

These thoughts ran around Yuta like a broken clock, he only concentrated on his love for the boy, and his love only. Flowing along with the chains of memories they've shared together.

As friends, and hopefully one day, something more.

Yuta took a deep breath as he continued, he took around a few hours into publishing at least more than 60 pages (a/n: how to be you, yuta-)

“In writing a story, it must come within the heart, or else it might seem emotionless and blur the thought you were trying to show within it.” Yuta whispered, repeating the words Sicheng once told him as he once wrote a story with the boy. He closed his eyes, trying to remember more of that moment.

“Yuta-niisan! Oniisan! How's your story doing? I felt like I needed to help since I've done nothing but play with your cats!” Sicheng pouted at the male as he was carrying one of Yuta's many cats. The Chinese male was actually fond of the Japanese language as Yuta ended up teaching him.

“Chenggie, it's almost done, but would you wanna take a peek of how it is and tell me your thoughts?” Yuta asked as Sicheng perked and instantly wiggled his way towards Yuta, never letting the cat escape his grasp. (a/n: the story was written in Japanese and since Yuta was a pretty good language teacher himself, Sicheng was quick to understand at least alot of the words in Yuta's book)

After a whole while of reading the story Yuta finished so far, Sicheng's eyes sparkled, the Japanese male almost thought there were stars in the boy's eyes.

“For a short period of time, you're really good at this, niisan~” Sicheng complimented as Yuta thanked the boy, “So, is there anything you think I should add?” Sicheng shook his head lightly, “It's actually perfect just the way it is, keep it up! And I'm glad you took my advice in putting your emotions into it, niisan. It helped you improve alot!”

“Well that's thanks to you, I never really liked writing stories but you inspired me to pursue it more.” Sicheng blushed at this as Yuta pinched the boy's cheeks. “Awie, how kawaii! I'd take a photo of you if I could but, my phone is dead right now.”

Yuta frowned, he really wanted to capture that moment, one of those times he had the chance to be alone with the younger, he looked down at his hands until another warm soft hand was placed on top of it.

The Japanese male flinched at this and looked up to see the younger smiling a warm smile, taking out his own phone as he took a photo of both himself and Yuta. “I'll send it to you, don't worry,”

“Yuta?” a soft voice from somewhere called. “Hm?” Yuta hummed as a response until his name was called again, he felt a slow yet large amount of force as he was shook.

“Yuta bocchan,” Kenta shook the boy once more, “Kenta? What happened-” Yuta yawned as he stretched his arms, “I was about to inform you that the presents were prepared, but it seemed like you fell asleep.”

“Wait, what time is it?” Yuta shifted around, trying to find a source to know what time it was, although judging by the night sky, it was still deep in the night, showing no signs of morning yet.

“It's eleven in the night.” Kenta mentioned, “I've also arranged some of your pages, you only need to finish the remaining pages you stamped with numbers. Around 3 more pages along with an author's note for your beloved Sicheng.”

It was times like this that Yuta was thankful for having a butler or assistant like Kenta. Although after grabbing his cup of coffee on the side of the table. “Kenta-san,”

“Yes, sir?”

“Feel free to just call me Yuta from now on. I've considered you my brother for such a long time, and I am in debt,” Kenta's eyes widen as he bowed down, “Sir— I mean Yuta, I'm glad to be seen as a brother but you are never in debt.”

Yuta just laughed at this as he sipped his coffee, leaning against the table, “Alright then, Kenta, please show me the gifts and then prepare to rest, it's a long night and there will be a long morning tomorrow, so please do go to school with me and feel free to stay in the soccer team's meeting room as I attend my classes.”

“Oh, and if anyone asks why you're there, tell them it was my order.” Kenta nodded, listening intently, as he slowly exited the room, Yuta continuing the remaining pages to settle down and finish his preparations for the coming morning.

“All for you, Chenggie, I'm naming this book ‘All for You’..”

©SEXYUWIN2K19

a/n: well first I wanted to say sorry— this chapter was due 2 days ago and I only had the chance to publish it today, hopefully you enjoy. the next point of view will be directed to Jaehyun so stay tuned! did I also mention about publishing my yuwin one-shot? it's entitled; ‘lost in Japan’ please give that love as well once it's out 💙

also I'm planning on doing something for this book once the time comes, and it's a surprise, you'll find out soon enough once we're nearing the end (but trust me, that's far too soon)

and! btw I wanted to thank sillyseo and LyDaeun for keeping me inspired and commenting every now and then, I appreciate it so much, have a good day!

ps: I love SuJu, NCT and MX,, pls stay happy and healthy (I can't call em my babies since I'm practically just as old as Haechan •-• so basically, I can only call Jaemin, Chenle and Jisung my children-)

—SENPAI