Fuxuan (15 fuxuan fanfics)
“How did we go from the lesbian billionaire couple of China to being a pair of lame joking dads?”
Fu Jing is still wiping her eyes when Xuanyi finds her away from the cameras. Not exactly backstage, more like—backtent? “The bing was that good?” Xuanyi says, smiling, as she reaches out to brush away Fu Jing’s tears, lingering longer than she needs to.
“Let’s break up.”
What’s a word you would use to describe Wu Xuanyi? What’s a nickname that you think suits Fu Jing?
I marked Xuanyi.
Hi everyone, I’m Wu Xuanyi, and I’m freaking out right now.
Hi everyone, I’m Fu Jing. I think I’m really happy right now!
Xuanyi hasn’t seen her cry so much since the show finale, and it makes her ache to know that she’s the reason for Fu Jing’s tears when she had only ever wanted to be the reason for Fu Jing’s smiles. “Hey,” she says softly. “I’m…” Back. Home. Yours.
“I always felt like…no matter how close you came, it wasn’t close enough.” Or: 4 times Fu Jing finds an excuse to hold Xuanyi’s hand (+1 time she doesn't need to)
“Tell me it’s not true.” Xuanyi stares at her with hollow eyes. “I can’t.”
In a sea of 101 girls, she’s found her anchor.
Fu Jing doesn’t like Xuanyi. (Or maybe, she likes her a little too much.)
“I did it,” Fu Jing whispers into Xuanyi’s hair, her tone one of disbelief, like she’s still shocked at it all.
This is a oneshot / drabble of Xuan Yi and Fu Jing because I'm trash like that stan rocket girls!
Xuan Yi left Korea in hope to find the answer to her questions. Would the girl she just met named Fu Jing be the answer?