When the final buzzer went off, you knew it was about to happen. Yixing would run off the field and pick up one of the cheerleaders, kissing her as he spun around. He always did that after a win, but you still felt that tinge of jealousy. His girlfriend was gorgeous, of course, but she wasn’t what he really wanted. She was what his parents wanted. A cheerleader, top of the class, charity volunteer, student council representative.

Before getting disappointed, you bolted from the stands into the school and hovered down the hall from the locker room. When you heard the team start coming in, you hid around the corner. That was part of the rules you agreed on. No one could know you were there. You waited for a while, getting slightly annoyed with how slow they were changing. Once the second to last person walked out of the building, Yixing exited the locker room and strolled around the corner bumping into you.

You turned around to apologize but smiled when you saw it was him. His hair was still wet from the showers, and he smelled of his musky soap that you liked so much.

“About time you showed up.” You teased.

“I mean, I could smell bad…” He laughed, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“True… but I’m tired of having to hide.”

“Y/N…” He sighed, “You know why we have to keep it a secret.”

“I know, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt me.”

“Do you think it doesn’t hurt me too?”

“You seemed to not have a pro