Daylight

5

A/N: *hides* hello. I'm sorry for the very late update. I had some *things* I had to sort first before this, so... I hope no one's too mad :DDDD

BUT NOW, HERE WE ARE. The last part of this fic. Damn. As I typed this chapter I kept on laughing, thinking how much of a clown I was for saying this was just a PWP oneshot. Lmao now it has 5chapters, and 50k+ words HAHA (yes, this chapter is 25k, im a clown, i know)

I'm really grateful to everyone who comments and reviews and says that they really liked this story!! Thank you all so much!! And when I posted on twitter why im unable to update, a lot of people have cheered me up! Thank you all so much, EVERYONES SO KIND TO ME

This chapter is kinda long, so I hope you guys get a drink first. I've always wanted to end it this way, but I've underestimated the length of it hahahah (also damn, the spice drained me. im pretty sure im going to hell now)

This is non betaed, pls point out if you find mistakes so I may correct them 

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>>Zhan-ge

>>u home yet, ge?

Yibo messages Xiao Zhan as soon as the former has deemed it as late enough that the latter must already have arrived at home. It's already nearing 6pm in Beijing and 7pm in Seoul after all. Of course Xiao Zhan is definitely the type of man to still have some other work to do even right after he steps out of the airplane, so Yibo had patiently counted the hours until he thinks now would be a good time to pester Xiao Zhan. Yibo doesn't want to be seen as too clingy, and although he might be failing at that with his decisions, he still tries.

Yibo is now lounging on his couch, flipping through various channels on his television, while he waits for his dinner delivery. He's ordered pizza for tonight, which is rare of him, but Yibo thinks that since he's already eaten unnecessary carbs this morning he might as well just make this day a cheat day. It's Saturday after all. It isn't like he's the type of person who gains weight all that easily either. Yibo only keeps track of the stuff he eats because he tends to get dizzy and sleepy whenever he eats heavily, and fails to get work done. For now though, he'll indulge, especially that he's pretty sure that for the next two weeks, he'll be running mostly only on cold chicken breasts he'd have packed to eat in between rehearsals, and cafeteria food.

It's finals. Finally finals. With everything that Yibo has been doing the past several weeks, he hasn't really realized that his days as a university student are finally about to close. Since last year, he's been too busy interning as an instructor for the nearby dance studio, and it's only in the current semester that he and Cheng Xiao decided to execute the practical part of their internship in their own school, so they started to teach a group of high school girls who are also preparing for a number in the school founding festival after the finals. It's a pretty brutal date, but they don't really have the power to move the school founding and the exams to other days. It's only now that Yibo becomes thankful of his other professors for drilling him with papers during the span of four months, instead of clumping all of what they discussed into one big identification test that Yibo would surely keel over from reviewing for. Now, he only has to worry about an objective geology class to study for, a term paper for art class, and then a little bit for dance theory. He and Cheng Xiao would be supervising the high school girls on Tuesday and Thursday, and then one last time on Wednesday the week after this one, and then in that same week Yibo and his group would be rehearsing non-stop for their performances. It's going to be a live event after all, and not only are they performing in front of hundreds of people, they're also going to be graded by the senior instructors.