Peachy Keen
Peachy Keen
Yixing // Tao
427 words; pg-13!ish
Only Tao would have peach soda with Yixing.
After a long day of university that would probably never end until the next four years, Tao slumped onto the crooked layer of the bed. Sighs escaped the rim of his lips as his room mate on the desk, close to the bed set his pencil down. "It's only three o' clock, Zitao, are you already that tired?" The man asked. His name was Yixing. He was a very nice and kind man that Huang Zitao particularly liked.
"Yeah. I got four hours of sleep last night."
"You shouldn't stay up all the time then."
"I don't know what the meaning of sleep is."
"Well, you should learn," Yixing concluded, "Only if you do it with me," Zitao chuckled with a blood orange smirk. "Do you want to go out to get some bubble tea?" Yixing asked slowly, after putting books in the backpack he had and lifting it to the racks. "No." Zitao said. "I don't feel like it." Yixing blinked. "I want peach soda," he whined in a slower voice.
"Alright," Yixing answered, picking up his hands. "Let's go get some peach soda, then."
Now, both men never really drank soda been when they did they would have a warm feeling inside when they drank it with each other. The two ran to the pub and bought two bottles of peach soda, and sat down.
They popped the small marble at the top and the fizzy goodness had been released into the air.
Zitao sipped the peach flavored soda and confessed defenselessly. He always had gotten honest when he drank peach soda. It was just his nature. "You know, Xing, you're a pain in the ass, but I'm pretty sure I love you."
Peach soda just had the same effect as alcohol to him. Zitao was an easy drunk.
His breath boiled with a nose stinging scent of carbon dioxide and peaches.
"I love you too, Zitao, I love you too," Yixing nodded up and down as he continued drink the peach soda. "I'm glad I had this drink with you. Without it, I wouldn't be able to tell you anything," Zitao blinked, and quietly whispering.
He had a different image when he were in a trance like this.
He looked... weak, and cute, defenseless, and cunning. He lost all of his charisma when he blushes and his stoic aura thinned into air.
And Yixing discovered a second alternative for drinking.
If he could, he would buy all the peach soda he could get and drink it with Zitao for the rest of his life.
- idk too many tao/xing feels so um yeah!
- first drabble in a really long time yay
- this is for all the tao/yixing shippers <3
- entry for exoplosion!!!
- tumblr for who wants to talk
Yixing // Tao
427 words; pg-13!ish
Only Tao would have peach soda with Yixing.
After a long day of university that would probably never end until the next four years, Tao slumped onto the crooked layer of the bed. Sighs escaped the rim of his lips as his room mate on the desk, close to the bed set his pencil down. "It's only three o' clock, Zitao, are you already that tired?" The man asked. His name was Yixing. He was a very nice and kind man that Huang Zitao particularly liked.
"Yeah. I got four hours of sleep last night."
"You shouldn't stay up all the time then."
"I don't know what the meaning of sleep is."
"Well, you should learn," Yixing concluded, "Only if you do it with me," Zitao chuckled with a blood orange smirk. "Do you want to go out to get some bubble tea?" Yixing asked slowly, after putting books in the backpack he had and lifting it to the racks. "No." Zitao said. "I don't feel like it." Yixing blinked. "I want peach soda," he whined in a slower voice.
"Alright," Yixing answered, picking up his hands. "Let's go get some peach soda, then."
Now, both men never really drank soda been when they did they would have a warm feeling inside when they drank it with each other. The two ran to the pub and bought two bottles of peach soda, and sat down.
They popped the small marble at the top and the fizzy goodness had been released into the air.
Zitao sipped the peach flavored soda and confessed defenselessly. He always had gotten honest when he drank peach soda. It was just his nature. "You know, Xing, you're a pain in the ass, but I'm pretty sure I love you."
Peach soda just had the same effect as alcohol to him. Zitao was an easy drunk.
His breath boiled with a nose stinging scent of carbon dioxide and peaches.
"I love you too, Zitao, I love you too," Yixing nodded up and down as he continued drink the peach soda. "I'm glad I had this drink with you. Without it, I wouldn't be able to tell you anything," Zitao blinked, and quietly whispering.
He had a different image when he were in a trance like this.
He looked... weak, and cute, defenseless, and cunning. He lost all of his charisma when he blushes and his stoic aura thinned into air.
And Yixing discovered a second alternative for drinking.
If he could, he would buy all the peach soda he could get and drink it with Zitao for the rest of his life.
- idk too many tao/xing feels so um yeah!
- first drabble in a really long time yay
- this is for all the tao/yixing shippers <3
- entry for exoplosion!!!
- tumblr for who wants to talk