The sun has long set when Zitao arrives at Sehun's place with Yifan in tow. Sehun has already eaten dinner and he feels too bloated to be in front of the camera. "I had lab classes, you er," Zitao's glare matches the intensity of Sehun's bratty scowl. 

"He did." Yifan backs his boyfriend up, eyes wide as he nods furiously.

"Now, what do I have to do?" The Chinese fashionista asks, plucking the brand new snapback off of Sehun's lap and trying it on. Sehun looks down and turns shy, . "Well... see, I won that cap from Yo!  Man and-"

"Did you say Yo! Man?" Yifan asks suddenly, eyebrows furrowed as he leans on the wall. Zitao releases an explosion of laughter. 

"Well? Found their model cute?" he asks, wiggling his eyebrows at the young brat who crashes down on the sofa with a groan.

"Yes."

Yifan puts two and two together. "So that snapback was given to you by Yo! Man as some sort of random gift. You like their model so you think that tagging them with a good photo of yourself will impress him."

"That is correct." Sehun nods seriously, lips pressed together.

Zitao's laugher turns louder. "Oh my god, this is hilarious."

"What's so funny?" Sehun sits up and knits his eyebrows together at his friend who's clinging to Yifan - claiming that his stomach is starting to hurt from laughing. Zitao waves his hands, shaking his head as his laughter subsides. Sehun does not like the glint in his eyes. "Nothing, nothing. Let's go take that picture."

Sehun changes into black clothing because Zitao tells him to. "Why black?" he frowns. "It's already dark outside."

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