I was battling with myself whether to title this chapter like that or not, but ended up doing it anyway. I'm so sorry, Yixing.

Sehun stared intently at the screen of his ipad. He was sitting on the sofa in their dorm, searching for some pictures of Yixing when he was young (of course, to prove that Yixing is a girl) but he somehow ended up seeing the Chinese’s pictures at China Love Big Concert (中国爱大歌会). He was eating something… he didn’t know what it was and he, sure as hell, didn’t care at all. But there was one important thing that caught his eyes.

YIXING HAS S!!!

The maknae couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Yixing’s top was so loose that when he bent down to eat that thing on the plate, it showed his chest and Yixing ing has cleavage! His s were showing!

And he couldn’t believe that the fans only thought of it as his muscles. Who the hell gains s just from working out? That cleavage is so damn beautiful. And if working out let’s people have s, Sehun was pretty sure that there wouldn’t be any flat (as iron)-chested girls in the world.

He searched more about Yixing’s chest and there appeared more of that damn cleavage.

Even Luhan was blushing here!

He was only brought out of his world (XD) when he felt the other side of the sofa, sinking. He turned his attention towards the person who invaded his personal space (which was really wide, if you ask me. Because the sofa could fit at least four persons and they were sitting on both ends). It was Yixing and he was wearing a very low tank top again, showing that milky white skin of his. It was covering almost nothing (Sehun’s exaggeration) and his y collarbones and cleavage were showing and it was winter, for ’s sake! Can’t he wear something thicker?

“Hyung!”

Hearing the sudden shout, Yixing was startled and he quickly looked up at the maknae who was now standing in front of him. “W-What is it, Sehun-ah?” He smiled, despite seeing the glare of the maknae.

“Didn’t your moth