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[TEAM 1] home is a warm (werewolf) guy
i was nursing a terribad writer's block for days and days before this but ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jojibear you're my saviour *^* here is a sidestory of your fave (i think?) au from me
yes, that's right! a sidestory for/sequel to happiness is a warm puppy aka chenyin werewolf fic!!!
jojibear you're my saviour *^* here is a sidestory of your fave (i think?) au from meyes, that's right! a sidestory for/sequel to happiness is a warm puppy aka chenyin werewolf fic!!!
home is a warm (werewolf) guy, chenyin, pg, 2436 words.
i'm gonna call this series the puppy series from now on.
Forceful would never be a word Liyin would use to describe Jongdae. Unexpectedly cute comes much closer, though playful, utterly harmless and warm were the most accurate. Jongdae may be a werewolf, but he is, for all intents and purposes, a puppy. Ever since she'd found out of his true nature, she can't help but pick out the minute details that made her boyfriend particularly puppy-like.
She buries her head in her hands at the word boyfriend, utterly embarrassed that she was calling Jongdae that in her head. At the other side of the table, Zhou Mi looks up from his book, alarmed. He tilts his head in question, and Liyin shakes her head, covering her mouth to stifle her giggles and feeling her cheeks heat up.
"Tell me," Zhou Mi mouths.
"No," Liyin mouths back, pointing at his book and telling him to read. He narrows his eyes at her, but returns to it anyway.
"Tell me," Zhou Mi repeats when they're finally out of the library.
"Tell you what?" Liyin asks innocently. She was hoping he'd forgotten all about it, but she knows that he's been suspicious lately of her behaviour.
"Tell me why you're," he waves his hand in her general direction. "Like this." He narrows his eyes again. "You're happy. But then again, you usually are. But you're like. Giddy happy. Like that time Henry brought back vodka from Canada and you couldn't stop drinking the plum shots he made out of it."
Liyin remembers that time. She'd draped herself all over Junsu, one of her seniors, then. There's not much that she remembers of that night, but she knows that there was a lot of singing, and dancing, and making out with Junsu till she'd passed out on his lap.
"Freshman year," she says wistfully. "That was a great time. Remember when you and–"
"Don't change the topic, Liyin," Zhou Mi says sternly. Or rather, as sternly as he can to her, which is not stern at all. "Tell me. Did you get a boyfriend?"
Hearing the word boyfriend is enough to make Liyin break out in another grin. She ducks her head, covering her mouth with her hand because oh god, that boyfriend is Jongdae and she can't possibly tell Zhou Mi about him. Zhou Mi would sit him down like the insufferable pseudo older brother he is and give Jongdae a thorough interrogation.
"You got a boyfriend," Zhou Mi says. "You got a boyfriend and you didn't tell me!"
"I was going to!" Liyin tries. She's laughing now, and her cheeks hurt from smiling so damn hard. "But we've only be together for a while, and we don't really want to make it a big deal, so–"
"We," Zhou Mi repeats. "You're talking in wes and you didn't tell me!"
Liyin doesn't know how she managed to get away from Zhou Mi without having blurted out Jongdae's name or be followed by him. She's still grinning by the time she reaches the cafe just outside the campus – the one that she and Jongdae found on their second date and claimed as theirs.
He's waiting for her, just as he'd texted he would. There's a whole set of scores spread out on the table, and he's nibbling on his straw, eyebrows furrowed together in concentration. Liyin can tell the exact moment he realises she's in the cafe, because he looks up and turns to her direction almost immediately.
Part of her thinks that it's kind of a pity – that she can never sneak up on him because of his heightened senses, but another part of her feels so happy that he can pick her out among a cacophony of scents and people in the cafe.
Mates, Yixing had said. Werewolves have mates and that's why Jongdae wanted to be close to you from the start. You're his mate.
Liyin isn't too sure what that means, but she knows that it's a big deal. Somehow she feels that she should worry a little over it, but she can't find it in herself to fret over something that she has no control over. If she were really Jongdae's mate, he'd tell her when he's ready to. But until then, she's perfectly happy with him as her boyfriend.
She feels her cheeks heat up again as the word lights up in her mind. Boyfriend. Her cheeks honestly hurt from all the grinning, but she can’t help it. Jongdae makes her smile with his stupid contagious laughter and his antics and his little odd gestures that show her that he cares for her (wiping a train seat, really now, Jongdae?).
“Hey, noona,” he says as she sits down, he’s grinning too, and Liyin knows, somehow that it’s because she’s happy, and he can sense it.
If this is what being mates is like – sharing happiness, then she really, really wants it.
“Just let me–” Jongdae begins as he pulls his papers to him. Liyin grabs one, inspects it, and finds that he’s reading Schubert.
"Schubert?" She asks, surprised. She was pretty sure she hadn't done the same in her Freshman year. Probably only in her Sophomore or even Junior years.
"Yeah, I–" Jongdae cuts himself off. He looks embarrassed to have Liyin found that particular score, and she puts it on his stack of scores, sensing his discomfort. He stuffs all of it it into a file. "Came across him in class. Thought he would be interesting."
"Such a good student," she teases. He grins at her, and she can tell that the discomfort’s eased and he's soaking up the praise.
Sometimes, Liyin can't tell which part of Jongdae's personality is caused his wolf and which of it isn't. She's pretty sure being praised is just Jongdae enjoying an ego stroke, though it looks incredibly puppylike as well.
Then there's the moments when Jongdae gets a little prickly when he realises that people have hugged her, or touched her, before they’d met up. He never says it, never touches her to make up for it or asks her to spray some perfume, but she can tell from how he gets slightly tense and his nose scrunches up a little as though there's some kind of odd smell around them.
And then there's how he plays with Beyonce, letting her push him down and lick his face and neck, then curl against his side on the rug in the middle of the living room. It makes Liyin think of Jongdae in his wolf form and the pair of them play-wrestling and cuddling after.
"You look like you're deep in thought," Jongdae tells her. He stirs his drink, his head tilted to the side and his bangs sliding a little over an eye.
She reaches out to brush it away. “Not really,” she admits, grinning at how he blinks when she'd missed a lock of hair, letting it get caught between his lashes. She brushes it away again, and tries to tuck it back behind his ear, but it falls once more.
Jongdae frowns, and shakes his head to get his fringe out of his eyes, and it's so adorable, Liyin feels her heart skip a beat in her chest.
"You're so puppylike," she says. She didn't mean to say it out loud, but it had just slipped out.
"I'm not a puppy," Jongdae retorts, his frown a little deeper this time. "I'm a werewolf. With fangs and claws."
"Who likes belly rubs and baths," Liyin continues, grinning. "I say your puppyness outweighs your scary werewolfness, Jongdae."
"That's because you haven't seen me as a scary werewolf," Jongdae tells her.
Liyin considers it. She's seen him as a full wolf when he'd pretended to be a dog, their dog, but she hadn't really seen him be menacing and scary at all.
"Maybe you need to show me, then," she says, leaning in closer to Jongdae across the table.
Jongdae asks her to meet him at the stadium at 9pm the next full moon. We'll go for a walk in the forest, he'd said, and I'll show you my wolf at its most natural, primal state.
Liyin thinks she should be scared, but she trusts Jongdae, knows that she'd be nothing but safe with him. She can't explain it, but she just knows that Jongdae would never hurt her, nor would he let anyone or anything else do the same.
When she reaches, Jongdae sitting at the back entrance of the stadium on his haunches in his wolf form, blackish-brown tail wagging against the grass. Liyin hadn't realised how dark his fur was, having only seen him during the day, but at night his coat was a beautiful, velvety dark brown, and somehow she wanted to just run her fingers through it.
He gets up when he spots her, rubbing his head against her hip. She kneels down to give him a chin rub, and he presses his muzzle against her cheek as though saying hello.
"Hey, Jongdae," she says. "It's so weird that we're having a date like this." She pauses. "This is a date, right?"
Jongdae yips, and Liyin knows that's an affirmative. She laughs, and presses her nose against the side of his furry cheek and breathes him in.
It was fun, walking alongside Jongdae through the forest, seeing all the little details of nature that she had never noticed before – from the perch of the owls above her head to the rustle of squirrels among the leaves and foxes in the bushes. Jongdae doesn't hunt, but he does lead her to a whole variety of wildlife. Liyin hadn't realised how fragrant wild roses were, or that there were berries she could just pluck out of bushes and eat. It was like being transported into a magical world.
It's almost midnight when they finally reach Liyin and Yixing's apartment. A cursory glance at the shoe rack tells Liyin that Yixing's not home yet – his dance showcase forcing him to put in ridiculous hours in the studio – and Jongdae's leaning in to kiss her goodbye.
"Stay," Liyin says, holding onto his wrist just as he's about to leave.
"But Yixing–"
"Isn't home," she finishes. "Come on."
Liyin can tell that he's excited. He toes off his shoes quickly and pulls her into his arms again, pressing their lips together in a heated kiss. Somehow, she knows where this is going, the gravity of it all – it's the full moon. She knows that what she's letting him do would be a lot more than what they usually would, and she wants it, so badly, for them both.
"Liyin," Jongdae says when they break apart. His eyes are closed and he's pressing their foreheads together, his hands on her waist and pulling her against him. "We need to talk. This–" he pauses, then pulls away slightly and opens his eyes.
They're gold, shining in the dim moonlight that’s streaming in from the window. Liyin lets out a small gasp, and his eyes flutter shut again, but she wants to see it.
She lifts her hands up to his cheeks and cradles his face. "What does this mean?" She asks.
Jongdae takes a while to answer. "Werewolves… Each of us has a mate. Our other half that balances us out perfectly. Our better half." He takes a shaky breath. "You know we can identify people by smell and… You're my mate, Liyin."
Now that Jongdae’s finally said it, it doesn't surprise Liyin at all. Even if Yixing hadn't told her, somehow all the little nuances that she can tell in Jongdae had. It had surprised her how much she's known Jongdae. But now that Jongdae's told her that she is his mate – his other half – somehow everything just seems to make perfect sense and fall right into place.
"I know," she says. She doesn't know what else to say, but smiles and kisses him again. He's shocked, his eyes wide and filled with disbelief. He'd probably expected her to freak out or something similar.
"I think it works both ways," she tells him. "I'm your mate, but you're my mate too."
He takes in a shaky breath, and Liyin knows that he'd just thought he'd misheard that.
"I can tell, somehow. What you're feeling," she continues, then adds for good measure. "You didn't hear that wrong, Jongdae. You're my mate too."
"But how," Jongdae blurts out. "You're not a wolf. Your senses–" he trails off again. "Ryeowook hyung said–"
Liyin knows that Ryeowook is Jongdae's oldest brother's mate, who was born human but had accepted the bite in order to be able to protect Jongwoon the same way Jongwoon can protect him. She's not sure if she wants the same, but she can't deny that it is a very tempting prospect.
"You can really tell?" Jongdae asks. His eyes flash gold again, and search for answers on her face, flitting from her eyes to her nose, to her lips and her chin, and back to her eyes.
She shrugs, just to play a little with him. "Or maybe you're just not that hard to read," she teases, leaning in to kiss him again. It's just a peck, and he chases after her lips when she pulls back. "Like you're frowning now, and a little confused because I'm talking and you just want to kiss me and yet we need to talk."
Jongdae's face is a little dumbfounded for a second or two, but then his lips break out into a grin, and he pulls her close again, resting his hand on her small of her back and in her hair.
"Everyone told me I would know when I found my mate," he says, punctuating the sentence with a kiss to Liyin's temple. "But they made it seem so one-sided. And I didn't realise that you'd feel it too." He sighs, burying his face in her hair, and Liyin rests her cheek against his shoulder.
"I was scared I would be forcing it on you. The whole mate thing," he finishes.
Liyin laughs against Jongdae's skin. She feels so tired somehow, and yet so accomplished and sated and happy. "I don't think it changes anything between us. We're still us."
Jongdae's hand finds hers, and their fingers entwine. Liyin closes her eyes, letting Jongdae sway them to some rhythm in his head, and loses herself in him – his warmth, his embrace, his breath against her skin.
She's home.
i swore up and down that i wouldn't write a sequel since 12k is enough but I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE HAPPY.
singilu, you're next!
i'm gonna call this series the puppy series from now on.
Forceful would never be a word Liyin would use to describe Jongdae. Unexpectedly cute comes much closer, though playful, utterly harmless and warm were the most accurate. Jongdae may be a werewolf, but he is, for all intents and purposes, a puppy. Ever since she'd found out of his true nature, she can't help but pick out the minute details that made her boyfriend particularly puppy-like.
She buries her head in her hands at the word boyfriend, utterly embarrassed that she was calling Jongdae that in her head. At the other side of the table, Zhou Mi looks up from his book, alarmed. He tilts his head in question, and Liyin shakes her head, covering her mouth to stifle her giggles and feeling her cheeks heat up.
"Tell me," Zhou Mi mouths.
"No," Liyin mouths back, pointing at his book and telling him to read. He narrows his eyes at her, but returns to it anyway.
"Tell me," Zhou Mi repeats when they're finally out of the library.
"Tell you what?" Liyin asks innocently. She was hoping he'd forgotten all about it, but she knows that he's been suspicious lately of her behaviour.
"Tell me why you're," he waves his hand in her general direction. "Like this." He narrows his eyes again. "You're happy. But then again, you usually are. But you're like. Giddy happy. Like that time Henry brought back vodka from Canada and you couldn't stop drinking the plum shots he made out of it."
Liyin remembers that time. She'd draped herself all over Junsu, one of her seniors, then. There's not much that she remembers of that night, but she knows that there was a lot of singing, and dancing, and making out with Junsu till she'd passed out on his lap.
"Freshman year," she says wistfully. "That was a great time. Remember when you and–"
"Don't change the topic, Liyin," Zhou Mi says sternly. Or rather, as sternly as he can to her, which is not stern at all. "Tell me. Did you get a boyfriend?"
Hearing the word boyfriend is enough to make Liyin break out in another grin. She ducks her head, covering her mouth with her hand because oh god, that boyfriend is Jongdae and she can't possibly tell Zhou Mi about him. Zhou Mi would sit him down like the insufferable pseudo older brother he is and give Jongdae a thorough interrogation.
"You got a boyfriend," Zhou Mi says. "You got a boyfriend and you didn't tell me!"
"I was going to!" Liyin tries. She's laughing now, and her cheeks hurt from smiling so damn hard. "But we've only be together for a while, and we don't really want to make it a big deal, so–"
"We," Zhou Mi repeats. "You're talking in wes and you didn't tell me!"
Liyin doesn't know how she managed to get away from Zhou Mi without having blurted out Jongdae's name or be followed by him. She's still grinning by the time she reaches the cafe just outside the campus – the one that she and Jongdae found on their second date and claimed as theirs.
He's waiting for her, just as he'd texted he would. There's a whole set of scores spread out on the table, and he's nibbling on his straw, eyebrows furrowed together in concentration. Liyin can tell the exact moment he realises she's in the cafe, because he looks up and turns to her direction almost immediately.
Part of her thinks that it's kind of a pity – that she can never sneak up on him because of his heightened senses, but another part of her feels so happy that he can pick her out among a cacophony of scents and people in the cafe.
Mates, Yixing had said. Werewolves have mates and that's why Jongdae wanted to be close to you from the start. You're his mate.
Liyin isn't too sure what that means, but she knows that it's a big deal. Somehow she feels that she should worry a little over it, but she can't find it in herself to fret over something that she has no control over. If she were really Jongdae's mate, he'd tell her when he's ready to. But until then, she's perfectly happy with him as her boyfriend.
She feels her cheeks heat up again as the word lights up in her mind. Boyfriend. Her cheeks honestly hurt from all the grinning, but she can’t help it. Jongdae makes her smile with his stupid contagious laughter and his antics and his little odd gestures that show her that he cares for her (wiping a train seat, really now, Jongdae?).
“Hey, noona,” he says as she sits down, he’s grinning too, and Liyin knows, somehow that it’s because she’s happy, and he can sense it.
If this is what being mates is like – sharing happiness, then she really, really wants it.
“Just let me–” Jongdae begins as he pulls his papers to him. Liyin grabs one, inspects it, and finds that he’s reading Schubert.
"Schubert?" She asks, surprised. She was pretty sure she hadn't done the same in her Freshman year. Probably only in her Sophomore or even Junior years.
"Yeah, I–" Jongdae cuts himself off. He looks embarrassed to have Liyin found that particular score, and she puts it on his stack of scores, sensing his discomfort. He stuffs all of it it into a file. "Came across him in class. Thought he would be interesting."
"Such a good student," she teases. He grins at her, and she can tell that the discomfort’s eased and he's soaking up the praise.
Sometimes, Liyin can't tell which part of Jongdae's personality is caused his wolf and which of it isn't. She's pretty sure being praised is just Jongdae enjoying an ego stroke, though it looks incredibly puppylike as well.
Then there's the moments when Jongdae gets a little prickly when he realises that people have hugged her, or touched her, before they’d met up. He never says it, never touches her to make up for it or asks her to spray some perfume, but she can tell from how he gets slightly tense and his nose scrunches up a little as though there's some kind of odd smell around them.
And then there's how he plays with Beyonce, letting her push him down and lick his face and neck, then curl against his side on the rug in the middle of the living room. It makes Liyin think of Jongdae in his wolf form and the pair of them play-wrestling and cuddling after.
"You look like you're deep in thought," Jongdae tells her. He stirs his drink, his head tilted to the side and his bangs sliding a little over an eye.
She reaches out to brush it away. “Not really,” she admits, grinning at how he blinks when she'd missed a lock of hair, letting it get caught between his lashes. She brushes it away again, and tries to tuck it back behind his ear, but it falls once more.
Jongdae frowns, and shakes his head to get his fringe out of his eyes, and it's so adorable, Liyin feels her heart skip a beat in her chest.
"You're so puppylike," she says. She didn't mean to say it out loud, but it had just slipped out.
"I'm not a puppy," Jongdae retorts, his frown a little deeper this time. "I'm a werewolf. With fangs and claws."
"Who likes belly rubs and baths," Liyin continues, grinning. "I say your puppyness outweighs your scary werewolfness, Jongdae."
"That's because you haven't seen me as a scary werewolf," Jongdae tells her.
Liyin considers it. She's seen him as a full wolf when he'd pretended to be a dog, their dog, but she hadn't really seen him be menacing and scary at all.
"Maybe you need to show me, then," she says, leaning in closer to Jongdae across the table.
Jongdae asks her to meet him at the stadium at 9pm the next full moon. We'll go for a walk in the forest, he'd said, and I'll show you my wolf at its most natural, primal state.
Liyin thinks she should be scared, but she trusts Jongdae, knows that she'd be nothing but safe with him. She can't explain it, but she just knows that Jongdae would never hurt her, nor would he let anyone or anything else do the same.
When she reaches, Jongdae sitting at the back entrance of the stadium on his haunches in his wolf form, blackish-brown tail wagging against the grass. Liyin hadn't realised how dark his fur was, having only seen him during the day, but at night his coat was a beautiful, velvety dark brown, and somehow she wanted to just run her fingers through it.
He gets up when he spots her, rubbing his head against her hip. She kneels down to give him a chin rub, and he presses his muzzle against her cheek as though saying hello.
"Hey, Jongdae," she says. "It's so weird that we're having a date like this." She pauses. "This is a date, right?"
Jongdae yips, and Liyin knows that's an affirmative. She laughs, and presses her nose against the side of his furry cheek and breathes him in.
It was fun, walking alongside Jongdae through the forest, seeing all the little details of nature that she had never noticed before – from the perch of the owls above her head to the rustle of squirrels among the leaves and foxes in the bushes. Jongdae doesn't hunt, but he does lead her to a whole variety of wildlife. Liyin hadn't realised how fragrant wild roses were, or that there were berries she could just pluck out of bushes and eat. It was like being transported into a magical world.
It's almost midnight when they finally reach Liyin and Yixing's apartment. A cursory glance at the shoe rack tells Liyin that Yixing's not home yet – his dance showcase forcing him to put in ridiculous hours in the studio – and Jongdae's leaning in to kiss her goodbye.
"Stay," Liyin says, holding onto his wrist just as he's about to leave.
"But Yixing–"
"Isn't home," she finishes. "Come on."
Liyin can tell that he's excited. He toes off his shoes quickly and pulls her into his arms again, pressing their lips together in a heated kiss. Somehow, she knows where this is going, the gravity of it all – it's the full moon. She knows that what she's letting him do would be a lot more than what they usually would, and she wants it, so badly, for them both.
"Liyin," Jongdae says when they break apart. His eyes are closed and he's pressing their foreheads together, his hands on her waist and pulling her against him. "We need to talk. This–" he pauses, then pulls away slightly and opens his eyes.
They're gold, shining in the dim moonlight that’s streaming in from the window. Liyin lets out a small gasp, and his eyes flutter shut again, but she wants to see it.
She lifts her hands up to his cheeks and cradles his face. "What does this mean?" She asks.
Jongdae takes a while to answer. "Werewolves… Each of us has a mate. Our other half that balances us out perfectly. Our better half." He takes a shaky breath. "You know we can identify people by smell and… You're my mate, Liyin."
Now that Jongdae’s finally said it, it doesn't surprise Liyin at all. Even if Yixing hadn't told her, somehow all the little nuances that she can tell in Jongdae had. It had surprised her how much she's known Jongdae. But now that Jongdae's told her that she is his mate – his other half – somehow everything just seems to make perfect sense and fall right into place.
"I know," she says. She doesn't know what else to say, but smiles and kisses him again. He's shocked, his eyes wide and filled with disbelief. He'd probably expected her to freak out or something similar.
"I think it works both ways," she tells him. "I'm your mate, but you're my mate too."
He takes in a shaky breath, and Liyin knows that he'd just thought he'd misheard that.
"I can tell, somehow. What you're feeling," she continues, then adds for good measure. "You didn't hear that wrong, Jongdae. You're my mate too."
"But how," Jongdae blurts out. "You're not a wolf. Your senses–" he trails off again. "Ryeowook hyung said–"
Liyin knows that Ryeowook is Jongdae's oldest brother's mate, who was born human but had accepted the bite in order to be able to protect Jongwoon the same way Jongwoon can protect him. She's not sure if she wants the same, but she can't deny that it is a very tempting prospect.
"You can really tell?" Jongdae asks. His eyes flash gold again, and search for answers on her face, flitting from her eyes to her nose, to her lips and her chin, and back to her eyes.
She shrugs, just to play a little with him. "Or maybe you're just not that hard to read," she teases, leaning in to kiss him again. It's just a peck, and he chases after her lips when she pulls back. "Like you're frowning now, and a little confused because I'm talking and you just want to kiss me and yet we need to talk."
Jongdae's face is a little dumbfounded for a second or two, but then his lips break out into a grin, and he pulls her close again, resting his hand on her small of her back and in her hair.
"Everyone told me I would know when I found my mate," he says, punctuating the sentence with a kiss to Liyin's temple. "But they made it seem so one-sided. And I didn't realise that you'd feel it too." He sighs, burying his face in her hair, and Liyin rests her cheek against his shoulder.
"I was scared I would be forcing it on you. The whole mate thing," he finishes.
Liyin laughs against Jongdae's skin. She feels so tired somehow, and yet so accomplished and sated and happy. "I don't think it changes anything between us. We're still us."
Jongdae's hand finds hers, and their fingers entwine. Liyin closes her eyes, letting Jongdae sway them to some rhythm in his head, and loses herself in him – his warmth, his embrace, his breath against her skin.
She's home.
i swore up and down that i wouldn't write a sequel since 12k is enough but I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE HAPPY.
singilu, you're next!
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Puppy series...Jongdae /whimpers
This was so cute, I couldn't stop smiling when Zhoumi was questioning Liyin and Henry and his vodka!
Is it bad I want more? ;_____;
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It happened
I am gone
Bye
(Ily /flings my heart at you.)
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A SEQUEL
God, I have the biggest smile on my face, you just made my morning, April.
They are so precious and Liyin is right, he's such a puppy. Soft, cuddly puppy. Who worries entirely too much about scaring her.
I love love love how Liyin appreciates Jongdae picking out her scent and that she is simply taking things as they come. I'm pretty sure in 5 years or so Jongdae isn't all that puppy anymore but a strong, scary one. Not to Liyin but hey, wouldn't want your mate scared of you but feel safe and protected.
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Reciprocated feelings are too fluffy!!! This is short but sweet and totally effective in giving too much warm, happy feels. Thank you for writing!
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"boyfriend"
ikr liyin i know
but u lucky bc u have kim wolfdae
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afkalsdnfjasdfjkas
liyin giggling to herself is probably the cutest image eVER and zhou mi being the overprotective brother and demanding to know and getting offended when she didn't tell him hAH i love it so much (also henry and vodka sounds like a dangerous combination.....)
and they're so cute and skdnfkalsjdfnals THEY'RE SO CUTE
jongdae is such a puppy. he would do ANYTHING for his liyin-jie ;u; so cute
my fave part is still:
Jongdae: "I'm a werewolf. With fangs and claws." ((i'm scary rawr rawr u should fear me))
Liyin: "Who likes belly rubs and baths," ((no u r a cute puppy /coos))
SO CUTE /)_____(\
thanks so much for writing and sharing!!!
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i-i want another sequel ; _____ ;
they're so adorable together omg ;; i love this i think this au is my fave chenyin au second only to canon chenyin bc damn that's hard to top
BUT AH THIS IS SO LOVELY i liked how it's from liyin's pov this time ahh squeals
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