luhan sees the world in endless shades of color, some vibrant, some pleasantly fleeting

but what he loves most about these colors is that he never sees the same shade twice

yixing hears the world through delicate melodies, threaded together in seamless compositions

each arrangement is different, the notes entwined in their own unique way

in this world, luhan and yixing are strangers who become best friends

but no one knows if it’s to become something more

they meet at a dance studio

luhan who has just begun to pursue his hobby of dance, and yixing who has always been obsessively passionate

the world stops when they lay eyes on each other

luhan likes the way yixing sparkles with colors he has never seen before, colors he will never see in other people

he likes the way yixing exudes confidence and fervor when he dances, almost blinding luhan with the array of rainbows that comes flying from his very existence

yixing likes the way luhan speaks, likes the tinkling of windchimes he always hears when luhan opens his mouth

he likes the cautious song that is luhan when he tentatively steps on the dance floor

but this song always turns vibrant and certain as luhan gets more and more into the dance

and these are just the things they like

luhan loves the way yixing brightens when he smiles, loves the way his dimple appears amidst the background of colors

he loves the twinkle in yixing’s eyes, because the color he sees, that color, defines yixing’s very existence

luhan will always know this shade as “yixing”

and “yixing”, to luhan, is love

yixing loves the way luhan laughs, loves the sound of waves on the beach, of a melody so complicated that he knows it is luhan

he loves the twinkle in luhan’s eyes, because the song he hears from it reminds yixing of shooting stars and supernovas and galaxies that exist far, far away

yixing will always know this song as “luhan”

and “luhan”, to yixing, is love

luhan loves yixing

loves the sparks of color he sees when lips collide and tongues fight and hearts dance

yixing loves luhan

loves the calming and majestic compositions he hears when lips collide and tongues fight and hearts dance

luhan loves the art they can create when they hold hands and hug and cuddle and dance

yixing does too