It's no secret to my friends that I am a hardcore Kpopper and a total EXOtic. And if you guys have read my story Between Dreams And Reality or rather it's author notes you would realise that my bias is none other than the mystical and terribly blank but cute Zhang Yixing aka Lay from EXO.

 

And no one has spared that fact from being abused while teasing me. No kidding.

 

I guess this requires a bit of back story. I am not really a good romance writer. (I wonder if people who have read As Your Guardian or Maybe This Time will say otherwise). The main problem lies in building up conflict in romance stories. I am more of a no drama person in real life and the same reflects in my stories.

 

One of my friends in real life is a fanfic author too. But she writes for Indian shows. (Her favourite being the show D3). She believes that my stories are hopelessly realistic. (Spoiler ahead) She told me she had a heartattack when she saw how normally I had started Between Dreams And Reality. Like as if dreamwalking was the most normal thing to do.

 

So what she decided was to give me lessons in writing good romance scenes. The thing with living in a hostel is that you have no where to run to. So I was effectively cornered. But I stayed out of my own free will once she told me that the main lead will be Lay. (Wouldn't you stay if it was your bias too?)

 

And one phrase describes my horror perfectly - Chocolate dreams.

 

The story we made up was about how EXO came to our college. No matter how highly improbable that was. I remember that I kept laughing at the starting when she revealed the reason they were here. Not even kidding. But nonetheless they were here and I was on cloud nine apparently.

 

My character in the story was a supposedly timid one. And she did not like that. So we had to introduce more and more scenes to make her spunky. And that resulted in her being locked up in the same room as him, being crazy from sleep deprivation and even asking "What is air?" straight on Lay's face. The last one was accompanied by a threat to bury him alive if he replied 'homogenous mixture of gases' because that is exactly how much I despise chemistry. Oh and my chemistry teacher had a cameo in this story as the evil and cranky villain. I swear... I have never despised someone with a vengeance but he is an exception.

 

Coming to the main point. Every romance story has its big finish in a kiss. If not the big finish, it is still the most anticipated moment. This is where chocolate dreams stepped in. The story goes something like this. You can trust me when I say this is almost verbatim. I was embarrassed to death and so shocked that I memorised everything. The same way I memorised the transformer dance because I was just that shocked when my Electrical proff did it in front of the whole class. (something about a shaft and cross section are and stators and rotors. Let's not relive old horrors)

 

 

 

 

 

"Lay hopped up behind me and surprised me. I looked away from the mirror to give him a huge smile. I couldn't believe it. I had performed on stage with my bias since forever and people had actually liked it. I couldn't contain my happiness.

 

'I see someone is enjoying herself' Lay teased. I blushed and became a tomato producing factory again. But I nodded ecstatically. Even our awkwardness couldn't take that thrill away. 'Well I brought chocolates to celebrate' Lay said with a huge smile. "chocolates!" I exclaimed happily. I immediately took mine and popped it in my mouth enjoying that heavenly taste. Lay smiled but he still couldn't stop noticing my lips.

 

(This is the point I start getting horrified at)

 

"If you don't eat it, I'm going to take the second one too!" I teased. Lay gave me a do it if you dare look. I easily took the other one and popped it into my mouth. Lay stared at me agape. He had wanted the second one! He only had two pieces and he had been saving that for himself. "That's your loss" I said with a satisfactory victory smile. "Well not entirely" Lay said. He pulled me in for a kiss and I was shocked for the second time that evening. Slowly but surely even I responded.

 

(at this time I was literally a tomato factory in real life. Can you guys guess how embarassing this is?)

 

"Mmm... tasty" he said as he pulled away. I could only stare and blush at his boldness. This guy really...'

 

 

 

I was scarred for life. Honestly if a guy actually pulled me close I would run away in real life. I nearly ran out of my friend's room. But the damn door was locked. It's a whole different level of teasing when it comes to actually narrating kiss scenes to my face. And then she went on to say that she enjoyed my horrified expressions. Really chingu? Really? In any case...

 

The second incident comes when my other friends were acting all weird and lesbo and what not. It was really funny to watch them I swear. One of them tried to chat me up and I ended everything by saying that I really don't like people flirting with me. Because I really don't. Then I jokingly told them that I was a one woman man and Lay was enough for me. So my other friend goes and says, he's not here and you can totally cheat on 'your husband'. Just for fun. And I gave her a mock horror look. And then another friend asked if I didn't like it when Lay teased me. I was going to reply he is nonexistent and in my head when she ended up saying-->

 

"If Lay doesn't tease you then I am very sorry to say that you have a sad married life"

 

The whole room burst out laughing. Including me. Lols. But in any case, being a known unicorn bias has it's advantages and disadvantages. Disadvantages - You get teased (but even you know you enjoy it) and advantages - you get to look at Lay's pics all day long and no one questions you. Like seriously. Hehehe~

 

 

 

Some lovely unicorn for you guys

 

 

 

 

- Winnie the pooh is now officially out!