White dress shirt- check.
Pants- check.
More pants- check.
Suspenders- check.
Bow tie- check.
Socks- check.
Belt- check.
Cardigan- check.
Chuck Taylors- check.

"They're going to be here in twenty minutes, Yixing, twenty! I haven't even started on my makeup!"

Stressed out Baekhyun- also check.

Yixing rolled his eyes and sat up, grabbing Baekhyun's makeup bag and handing it to him, the other accepting it gladly.

"You look amazing."

Baekhyun saw the signing through the mirror. "I know," he said, straightening his suit jacket. He turned around to Yixing, looking him up and down. "So do you,” he smiled.

Yixing shrugged, and Baekhyun eyed his eyeliner. Yixing's eyes widened, and he jumped off the bed and began to back up, eyes pleading no.

"Just a little bit~" Baekhyun sang, and Yixing took this as his cue to full on sprint for the door.

However, they were both caught off guard at the ringing of Yixing's doorbell, and took one final, rushed look in the mirror before bolting out the room.

"Boys, come and show your dear old grandma what you look like."

"You'll see pictures, promise!"

"Not even my own grandson?" Yixing's grandmother called out, and Yixing veered off his course, running from his spot near the door to where she was.

"Yixing, you look so lovely," she rubbed his shoulders, "How could I not get a photo of this? How could I not get one with this?”

Yixing rolled his eyes but complied, posing with his grandmother before he heard Baekhyun open the door.

"Let me see this boy, Yixing!"

Yixing didn't respond, instead walking over to the door, where he could see Baekhyun not so discreetly kissing Chanyeol.

Those two wouldn't even be together if I hadn’t convinced Baekhyun to talk to him, he thought.

Joonmyun looked at the pair, left eyebrow raised slightly when he looked to the door, and Yixing decided to step into view, catching his attention immediately. The pair looked at each other, silent for a moment, purely speechless, before interrupted by Yixing's grandmother.

"Yixing, now!"

Before Joonmyun could think, Yixing had grabbed his hand and was pulling him inside.

"Wha-"

"He's really hunky," she whispered into Yixing's ear, wriggling her eyebrows, to which he tried not to go red. "Dears, let me take a photo." she said, louder, and Joonmyun casually slipped his arm around his waist, pulling Yixing closer to his body, before she pressed the shutter button.

"Do you have a jacket?" Joonmyun asked, "You might get cold..."

Yixing nodded, pulling the cardigan that folded neatly on the couch and placing it over his arm.

The two walked out to the doorway, and when Yixing found Baekhyun and Chanyeol, the latter pressed up against the wall by the shorter, shoved them over.

"My grandmother is right there!"

"She'd be cheering me on, you know that."

To everyone's surprise but Chanyeol (who admittedly looked surprised in general), Joonmyun laughed, and Baekhyun and Yixing looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Joonmyun himself looked confused at the looks he was receiving.

"You can-"

"Of course he can understand," Chanyeol cut in, laughing. "It’s only what he's dedicated the past year of his life to learning."

Joonmyun's face lit up in flames, and Yixing bit his lip down to try and stop the smile.

"Not year..." he mumbled, but it didn't matter- Yixing as definitely becoming more attracted the more he knew.

Yixing giggled lightly, and Joonmyun went even redder. Despite this, he still led Yixing to the car, and opened the door like a true gentleman. They'd asked if they wanted to go in the limo with all their other friends, Baekhyun and Yixing had declined, but when Yixing and Joonmyun were in the back seat of the car, the Chinese was regretting his decision.

"I don't trust Baekhyun to not give Chanyeol road head after what happened back there."

Joonmyun laughed, "Don't worry about it, Chanyeol's a safe driver. Or at least, as far as I know."

"We'll see about that one. His hand is right on his thigh."

"I'm not going to give Chanyeol road head, now stop ing about me because I can see you in the mirrors."

Yixing rolled his eyes, and Joonmyun laughed.

"Dance with me?"

Yixing shook his head. "Baekhyun just had me up for ages, I'm tired."

"You can't dance with Baekhyun longer than you did with me, people will think he's your date."

"Please, no."

With perfect timing, a slower song came on, and Joonmyun extended a hand forward. "May I have this dance, please?" There was a hope in Joonmyun's eyes that Yixing couldn't resist, and he accepted, taking his hand and following him into the crowd of people dancing.

Joonmyun wrapped his arms around Yixing's waist and Yixing in turn placed his hands on Joonmyun's shoulders.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you this earlier but- you look really amazing tonight. I wanted to tell you as soon as I saw you in the doorway but I was... kind of speechless."

"Don't worry, I was too- well, more than usual. You look amazing as well."

"Thanks for saying yes."

"Thank you for asking me."

Joonmyun bit his lip. "I'm glad I did."

Yixing smiled, briefly placing his forehead against Joonmyun’s collar before looking up. He knew he was bright red, and wasn’t sure how much the dim lighting of the floor would hide that. "So, a year, huh?"

The Korean rubbed the back of his neck, "Chanyeol may have been exaggerating slightly..."

"Really? That's a bit of a shame, honestly. How long, then?"

"Not long enough to fully understand everything you're saying, for sure."

"I can't help you if you don't let me know."

Joonmyun rubbed his neck, slightly awkwardly, "Six, seven months? Maybe a bit longer... I didn't count..."

Yixing looked down, teeth sinking down on his lower lip in an attempt to bit back the grin threatening to spread across his face. "All for me, right?"

"What does it matter to you?" Joonmyun asked, voice lifting at the end of the question.

"Nothing, nothing at all,"

"Whatever you say, princess."

"So you like me, huh?"

"It really took you this long to notice?"

Joonmyun was clearly embarrassed now, but Yixing was enjoying himself a bit much to stop.

"That's not an answer."

Joonmyun bit his lip, but didn’t respond.

To be honest, Yixing didn't want to get out of the car. Joonmyun had dropped both Chanyeol and Baekhyun off at Chanyeol's (they’d had an agreement), and though it was his turn, Yixing didn't really want to say good night.

"Thanks for asking me... I had a great time."

"Thanks for agreeing to come. I know you don't know me well so..."

"I really don't regret it."

"I guess it's good night, then?"

Joonmyun and Yixing both stood at his doorway, neither really wanting to move, but knowing they had to.

"Yeah, good night."

Joonmyun wrapped his arms around Yixing's torso, engulfing him in a hug, until Yixing took a leap of faith and kissed his cheek.

Joonmyun stood frozen as Yixing opened the door, and it was only when he was shutting it that he realized he was losing time.

"Yixing-ah!"

The male looked up, a light red flush covering his face.

"Next weekend, are you free?"

Yixing nodded slightly, and Joonmyun's smile turned into a grin.

"Great, keep it that way."

Yixing nodded again, before waving and shutting the door.

Joonmyun couldn't help but find himself skipping back to the car, smile non-wavering and hand touching his cheek where Yixing's lips had been.

From: Baek
Hey you and Joonmyun get it on?

To: Baek
No. Please don't tell me what you and Chanyeol did.

From: Baek
Ugh, boring. Did you do anything? Anything at all?

To: Baek
We hugged.

From: Baek
//table flip

To: Baek
I kissed his cheek?

From: Baek
I am so done with you.
Do you even like him?

To: Baek
Yeah, I think I do.
He told me to keep this weekend free ^^

From: Baek
Ooh er

To: Baek
Not everyone is as as you okay.

"Hey,"

Yixing looked up from his phone at the sound of Joonmyun's voice, staring for a short while before his lips spread into a smile. He didn't know how he hadn't noticed before, but somehow Joonmyun always managed to look good.

Yixing also had a very big thing for red and white varsity jackets.

"You weren't waiting long, right?"

The words snapped him out of his thoughts, and Yixing shook his head and stood up straight.

"I'm glad."

"So, do you have any plans?"

Joonmyun rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, "Uhh, not really? I just uh- wanted to see you again- alone..." he trailed off, not seeing to know where he was going. "I mean, not alone like that but-"

Yixing began to laugh slightly.

Cute.

"I have a sort of idea what we can do but so I guess maybe that's a start? I mean unless there's anything you want to do?"

"You're cute."

"I'm so sorry I'm really-"

Yixing grabbed his arm to shut him up. "Don't worry about it, I'm happy with whatever you’re happy with doing."

"Don't say that sort of thing."

"Why not?"

"You'll give me…” Joonmyun paused. “Dumb ideas?"

"Dumb ideas, like what?"

Joonmyun stared blankly. "I don't understand." he said, continuing to walk.

Yixing literally spelt it out for him, and Joonmyun replied with the same.

"Bull, you understand. What kind of ideas?"

Joonmyun bit his lip. "Ideas."

"Like what?"

"I don't know! Like, holding your hand or something?"

"That is a bad idea."

Joonmyun looked down, clearly regretful. "Yeah."

"Obviously, if I'm holding your had I can't talk to you," Yixing took Joonmyun's hand in his, before bringing it behind himself. "Arm around my waist- that's better."

Joonmyun looked genuinely shocked, forearm stiff around Yixing before slowly relaxing.

"It's getting dark... I should probably take you home, hey?"

Yixing nodded, "I promised Nai Nai I'd be home for dinner."

The sun was setting, and whilst walking home, the two found a chill settling over. Yixing soon found himself shivering under the thin cardigan he was wearing, and Joonmyun frowned deeply, face full of concern.

"Are you okay?"

"Just cold," Yixing smiled, "I'll be fine."

Immediately Joonmyun took it off, threading it through Yixing's arms. Though he was taller, it was slightly too big, and he took joy in clenching his fists into the sleeves.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm not cold," Joonmyun said softly, face red.

Yixing bit his lip in frustration, and whilst only for a second Joonmyun caught it.

"What's up?"

"I don't... Get it."

Joonmyun cocked his head to the right slightly, like a puppy. "Get what?"

Yixing was seeming to find it difficult to find the right words to use. Possibly also because Joonmyun was adorable, which only continued to confuse him further. "You. Why you like me. I don't- why me?"

"Why you?"

"Why do I deserve this?"

Joonmyun pulled Yixing closer. "I don't know why I like you, all I know is that I do. Maybe because you're attractive, maybe because you're so nice, or funny..."

"But why me? Why'd you bother with someone like me? You've gone out of your way to try to even communicate with me. What if I'm not what you want? I don't want you to regret anything."

"This isn't a feeling I can just regret. If anything I'm worried that it’s going to be something that you regret."

"Why would I?"

"Because we only started talking regularly not that long ago. I don't want you to play along for whatever reason you may and then end up unhappy."

"Stupid."

"Huh?"

"I wouldn't play along this long if I was enjoying it."

"So I'll see you tomorrow at school, yeah?"

"Yeah, tomorrow."

"I'll see you then?"

"Yes, we have established this."

"I- uh-"

"Are you sure there isn't anything you want to do before you go?"

"What?"

"You know, any ideas?"

Joonmyun looked at Yixing's lips a little longer than he should have, before looking down embarrassedly.

"I have an idea but it may not be a good one."

"If today wasn't enough indication, I'm usually a fan of your ideas."

"Really?"

"Yeah, so share."

Joonmyun's eyes were fixed on his shoes. "I should… kiss you."

"Then what's stopping you?"

In his own leap of faith, Joonmyun leant forward and softly pressed his lips to Yixing's in a chaste kiss.

"I'll see you tomorrow, alright?"

Before he could respond, Joonmyun had already taken off down the path, and Yixing slowly opened the front door to find his grandmother almost against it, squealing.

"So cute!"

It was moments like this Yixing wished he wasn't too scared to say anything.

"That's creepy."

"You love me. Tell me everything that happened!"

"Did he buy you that jacket, it looks expensive!"

Yixing had totally forgotten about the red and white varsity jacket currently sitting on his shoulders and his eyes widened.

"I meant to give it back to him, I'll let him know."

To: Joonmyun
You forgot to take your jacket ><
Also, that was a weak kiss. Do better next time ;)

Yixing wasn't expecting a knock on the door ten minutes later, nor a slightly panting Joonmyun standing on the opposite side.

"What’re you-"

Joonmyun cut him off, grabbing his shirt and pulling him against himself, capturing his lips in a kiss that was much more intense than before. Instinctively, Yixing's hands bunched into Joonmyun's shirt and pulled him closer, moving his lips against his. It wasn't like fireworks, no. Joonmyun was like a thunderstorm, crashing into his life with no warning. But honestly, Yixing had always liked thunderstorms. Joonmyun's kisses were electrifying, like lightning, and when Joonmyun pulled away, Yixing couldn't help but stand stunned in some sort of shock.

"That better?"

Yixing could only dumbly nod.

"I hope you realize that I'm not going to let anyone else have you, right?"

Yixing nodded again.

"So you don't have an option in being my boyfriend, right?"

Nod.

"Cool, I'll see you tomorrow. Keep the jacket too- I like it better on you anyway."

Yixing nodded once more, and Joonmyun pulled him in for another short kiss, before waving and walking off.

Slowly, Yixing shut the door before pressing his back to it, eyes wide.

"Who was it?" Nai Nai asked, though by the state of Yixing’s face she could estimate a good guess.

Not answering, Yixing walked into his room and slowly shut the door. Sitting on his bed, he put his hands to his lip, and a smile spread across his face. Clutching a pillow to his face, he squealed, kicking his legs out much like a child.

He hadn't been this happy in a long time.

"You've been going out with Kim Joonmyun for a day and you didn't tell me!?!"

Baekhyun may have seen Yixing and Joonmyun holding hands as they walked into the school gates.

"It's really just a few hours..."

"I'm your best friend, you're meant to tell me these things!"

"I was going to tell you today..."

"Not good enough!"

Baekhyun had been telling for the past few minutes, and Yixing was kind of sick of people staring.

"People are looking..."

"I don't care! I told you as soon as Chanyeol and I started dating."

"No, I caught you two macking out against the lockers. Actually, my locker, may I add."

Baekhyun rolled his eyes. "Let's just go to class."

"Thank you."

 Authors Note 

Yay chapter two?
There are about ten chapters, by the way. I'm just great at timing things weirdly.
I have exams starting next week so I probably wont update until Wednesday night. Please forgive me, school is slaying me :(

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