The loud chatter from the other side of the door keeps Yifan in the real world as he slowly gets lost in the eyes of the dimpled man before him.

"Are you sure about this?" Yixing asks for the umpteenth time in the last two weeks as he fixes Yifan's tie and dusts his suit like he hasn't done it earlier. Instead of answering the author, the older man leans down to give him a short, sweet kiss. He smiles at the younger as he thumbs the other's bottom lip while his other hand finds Yixing's and intertwines them.

“Hey, you're on in a minute,” Minseok says quickly, entering through the door from the huge hall. Yifan turns to him and nods, giving Yixing's hand a light squeeze. "You'll be fine." The manager comes up to the couple and puts a hand on Yifan's shoulder. "What matters is you're both happy." He lifts the corners of his lips to show more reassurance for the couple and the corresponding smile that Yixing gives him pinches his heart a bit.

"This could be the end of your career too, Ge,” Yixing says with a sad voice as he looks down on the ground, the smile from earlier quickly disappearing.

"Don't worry about it, Yixing. If this is the end of my career as Yifan's manager then it means I can focus on my business, right?" Minseok moves his hand to the younger's shoulder, willing the brunet to look at him. He smiles at him when he sees the brown eyes lifted to meet his gaze.

Minseok’s coffee shop has grown over the years, even having branches in other Asian countries after its rise in popularity in Beijing. But the success hasn’t grown in him, still choosing to be Yifan’s manager as his main job. Another progress in his personal life is that he has recently moved in together with Lu Han after the director’s latest movie wrapped up; surprising the baby-faced Chinese male with a penthouse and two lovely kittens that he can’t seem to get enough of. After the owner put it up for sale, the couple also bought the cat café from their first date and enlarged the area to house more cats. The Korean almost always finds his boyfriend hanging out there, swarmed by the small creatures. 

Jongin and Kyungsoo, who got married in Spain after two years of being together, are currently focused on doing dramas and films as a producer-scriptwriter tandem. Although sometimes it gets in the way of their private relationship, it’s undeniable that the two create amazing work together that the couple almost always end up on the bed after an argument, finding themselves laughing at their earlier mishaps. They’re also planning to adopt a baby boy after Hyein’s insistent cries for a baby brother; the little girl being envious of her schoolmates who have siblings who look after them or they can take care of.

"And our minute is up,” Minseok announces once the chattering outside is exchanged with sounds of cameras clicking and constant tapping on the microphone. The voice of the representative of Yifan's agency can be heard echoing in the room and then the actor hears his name. He squeezes Yixing's hand again, the younger offering him a nod and a soft smile. Gingerly, Yifan lets go of the other’s hand then he turns to walk through the door that Minseok opens for him.

Sounds of shutters seem to deafen him as he steps out to the hall. He readjusts his eyes to maneuver himself to the chair and table on the small podium, Minseok trailing closely behind him. He bows in greeting and allows for a few photos to be taken before sitting down. He clears his throat and moves the microphone closer to him afterwards.

"Good afternoon everyone," Yifan starts as the flashes of camera blind him, "I am sure all of you know why I have called for a press conference.” He pauses again to compose himself, making eye contact with a few cameras on the front row. 

“A few weeks ago, news started coming out that I am dating a man. Photos of us being intimate taken from a recent vacation were also uploaded." He closes his eyes for a while and when he opens them, there's a new burning determination in them as he utters the next lines of his prepared speech.

"Yes, I am in a relationship with him." And then the shutters double in speed as reporters throw questions at him. He doesn't focus on answering any of them, however, continuing with the speech he has meticulously written with his partner. Remembering how people reacted on the photos, the hate him and Yixing received, doesn't deter him especially when an image of the author’s smile appears in his mind. 

"I know this will weigh heavily on my career as an actor but I believe that it doesn't make me any less of a person than I already am. In fact," he adds as a glimmer of happiness flashes in his eyes, "I believe that I've gained more in the 5 years that I've been with him than in the 27 years I've lived without him." Yifan smiles at the fond memories that play in his mind, of how they met, became close and eventually got together. The reminder of the petty fights, week-long arguments and how they managed to come out of it as a better couple, cements the thought that Yixing’s presence has done immense changes, good ones, for him.

Back in the waiting room, Yixing listens intently to every word that the actor dictates, noting that the words that Yifan just said were not in the speech that they've written together; a confession of love that the taller male might have kept for a while. Yixing tries his best not to cry, heart about to burst out of sheer happiness and the feeling of being reminded that he is loved, dearly so.

"Seeing that you're going public with your relationship, it seems you're serious with this partner. Aren't you afraid that it will affect your career greatly?" A reporter asks and Yifan is brought back to reality.

"Like I said a while ago, I know the repercussions of my actions but I also know that loving is not a crime and that I shouldn't have to be afraid of it."

"What about your fans?" Another reporter asked.

"I would understand it if they don't openly accept my choices but I at least hope that they would still respect me and the love of my life." He answers calmly, taking into consideration all of the people that matter to him, the people who he owes everything he has at the moment. 

The representative of their company cuts in before any more questions are thrown at the actor and says that's all the time they have for the day but Yifan stops him and looks at the crowd of reporters before him. For the first time since the press conference started, he lifts his left hand and the silver band around his ring finger catches their attention. 

"I would like to call out my husband, Yixing." 

Yixing steadies his breathing, in and out, hearing a collective gasp from the outside, then he is pushing the door open. He tries to focus on Yifan and Yifan alone as the flashes of cameras turned towards his direction blind him. 

"We think it is but right for people to formally meet him, meet us." Yifan continues once Yixing is beside him, his left hand quick to reach out for his husband's right. "Everyone, I'd like you all to meet, the love of my life,” the actor looks down to where the shorter male is trying his best to give the people a pleasant smile while he struggles to keep his eyes open against the many white lights; the sight draws a fond smile on Yifan’s face when he continues, turning to the crowd to present themselves to the world, “Zhang Yixing."

Notes: Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates it! *aggressively sings Silent Night* XD
I hope wou were be able to or will be able to enjoy your holidays with your loved ones!

Anyway, that is officially the end of Working Title! Thank you for supporting this story even though sometimes it took me months to update (In turn, I wrote a lot of Fanxing for fests. I hope I am forgiven >~<). I'm always grateful for your patience. I know it's probably a lackluster fic with not too many explosions but I hope you were still able to enjoy it. To everyone who always take the time to leave comments, thank you so much! You guys don't know how much I get motivated every time I read stuff you've left behind regarding the chapters I've posted.

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