"Mr. Wei, what do we do now? Our men are all injured. All means all 150 of them."
Wei Kexing stood up fuming with rage, "What did you just say?" *punch*
"A-xing, calm down. If strength doesn't work, it's the brain that we should use." Wei Wuxian said, placing a hand on his shoulder calming him down.
"A-xian, we can't lose them....I can't lose my A-shu"
Wait what? Zhou Zishu turned to look at the boy beside him, his best friend Lan Zhan, who was typing on his laptop beside him.
"A-zhan, change it, we spoke about this."
"Aww....look who's blushing" he said, poking Zishu's cheek.
Zishu gave him a side eye
"Ok, ok darling I'll change it. See..." Zhan corrected
"A-xian, we can't lose them....I can't lose
people I love."
Meet Lan Zhan and Zhou Zishu, the secret authors of the famous fiction, that is circulating in their school about the two popular students there, Wei Wuxian the academic topper and his distant cousin Wei Kexing the sports topper.
Both the all rounders were not just the best students to look up to, but also the scariest creatures who were now trying to find the anonymous author of the book 'Love Mr.Wei', a novel written purely on someone's absurd imaginations.
(OLD, NO LONGER BEING UPDATED) (sorry :'/ )
Tap-tap-tap
Three knocks hit the wood of Bakugou's dorm room door. It was well past curfew, as well as the time Bakugou would have normally been asleep, but lately he found himself awake much later than he would like. He didn't know why, but it had been occuring for the last few weeks. And it pissed him off.
It all started with a text. The more and more these late night visits occur, Bakugou seems to open up his hard exterior shell and more, but then it's like nothing ever happened between them.
This description sucks but uh read it I guess, it's some gay shit. Lighthearted. Slow burnish. Etc.
Slowly degrading into just a well written crack fic ngl
Old at this point but meh, it's not horrible so oh well.