↳ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 ; 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤

𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝𝐬 | r.y

↳ requested by @kariyyahh !
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↳ genre: smut and some angst
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↳ uhh, we all know i couldn't put a renyang picture LMAO but take one of my fav injun pictures 🥺.
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↳ top(y) btm(r)
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"hello my dear annoying orange!" ten calls out from a hallway. yangyang sighs, as he turns around to meet the smiling male.

"ten shut up, it's yangya-" "what's that? annoying orange? don't worry, i'll make sure to keep using that nickname" ten smiles, pats the said boy's back, and walks to his next class.

letting out yet another sigh, yangyang walks down the busy hallways and locates his first class.

he knew that his friends meant no harm with the silly nickname "annoying orange" nickname, but yangyang personally hated it.

sure, yangyang was a childish annoying type of boy, but he didn't want a label to come from it. it's almost as if that's how everyone saw him— as the annoying orange, not liu yangyang

yangyang wanted to be known as himself at school, but not even his own friends acknowledged him in that way. so why would anyone else?

sighing yet again, yangyang reaches his last class, art, and takes a seat.

"good evening everyone, today we'll be doing the project i told you about yesterday." mr. jeon informs.

after the teacher's dreadful sentence, everyone lets out groans.

"listen up. you're my least cooperative class, so i'll be choosing your partners." the teacher announces. "partners???" yangyang's head repeats.

because of his reputation, yangyang absolutely hated to have to work with anyone, even if they were his 'friends.'

it's not as if his friends bullied him or any of that, but yangyang just felt so labeled, that he didn't even feel like a friend.

yangyang groans, until he hears the teacher assigning partners. "mark and johnny" the two gave each other a high five, and yy couldn't help but feel envious.

envious that the two were such good friends. yangyang didn't have anyone to care for him as just him.

"yangyang and renjun." yangyang hears everyone make "ooohhhh" and "oooo" noises at the odd pair.

yangyang was only known as the annoying orange, and renjun was the feared ill-tempered boy.

yangyang took a glance at renjun. renjun was the short boy in school with a bad temper, and attitude, making him feared widely amongst girls and some boys even.

no one liked huang renjun because they thought of him as bitchy, and scary. "hey, snap out of it idiot" a voice says.

looking up from his seat, yangyang's eyes attach to the said male. "oh hi" yangyang spits out. "your house?" renjun ignores.

"sure." and that's how yangyang ended up taking the most feared little male into his house.

"so, you gonna stop staring at me yet?" renjun asks, making yangyang look down temporarily. "sorry, i was just thinking about our project. when's it due?" yangyang lies.

"you really don't pay attention do you?" renjun asks. "guess i'm busted." yangyang chuckles a little, trying to loosen up the mood.

"you know.. for the title annoying orange, you're awfully quiet" renjun whispers, paintbrush dancing along a canvas beautifully. 

"yeah? and you're awfully concerned for a heartless ill-tempered shorty" yangyang accidentally says.

"you- i'm not short!" renjun snaps back, causing his paintbrush to move to a different angle.