Yixing yawned. He feels that his jaw will lock because he was yawning several times within just a few minutes. He is so bored staring at his computer which keeps on blowing radiation on his face. Nine hours have passed yet he can’t still write even a single letter.

            What the heck! How will he earn money? He noticed that this past few weeks, he is always like this. He is always having a hard time writing a story. He just pushed himself to finish a novel because he doesn’t have that enough drive and motivation to write. That’s why his editor asked him to revised two novels. And the last novel that he passed was rejected by his editor. He said that it has no romance, as simple as that.

            “No, things shouldn’t stay this way.” Yixing told himself while he is talking to his own reflection from his monitor. “I have to pay my bills. Electricity, rent, credit cards, internet, laundry—argh!”

            He pulled his own hair, then walked away from his computer. He sat on his carpeted floor, leaned on the bed and he was about to turn the television on when he remembered that he need to save money by limiting his electricity use. Yixing just laid on the floor and stared at the ceiling.

            “Love story…romance…love.” He threw his arms and legs up. “This is so frustrating! Why can’t I think of anything romantic? I didn’t have any trouble last week. What is happening to me?”

            He rolled on his carpeted floor in the hopes of getting his brain also rolling and for it to start working. He was covered in dust because he wasn’t able to vacuum his floor but he can’t still think of a romantic story. When he heard his phone ring, he crawled towards the coffee table and took his phone.

            “Hello?”

            “Hey, ugly. Where’s the book of Stephen King that you have borrowed last week? I need it now. Let’s meet at the coffee shop outside your ugly condominium. I’m giving you fifteen minutes—no make it ten minutes. I’m already here. I don’t want to wait. Hurry up. If not, I will ask someone to demolish your ugly condominium. Okay? Bye.”

            Yixing knotted his forehead while looking at his phone when the call ended. The caller wasn’t registered on his contact list. But he doesn’t need to because he knew exactly someone who can speak to him like that.

            Yixing called the last number registered on his phone. “How did you know my number?”

            “It’s not your problem anymore, ugly. Just mind my books, will you? You only have eight minutes left. Hurry up.”

            Before Yxing could talk, the other person dropped the call for the second time. He angrily dialed the number. When he heard the other line picked up his call, he loudly shouted. “Who are you? Send me a message!” This time, Yixing dropped the call first. “Hah. What a jerk. I can’t even make myself move. Who are you to order me around like that?”

            He stayed lying on the floor and stared on the ceiling. He tried to make himself get up and write, but nothing’s happening. See? I told you I can’t even command myself.

            He waited for his phone to ring again. Hah! He’s ready to argue with the man of ever he tries to call him again. The man who recently called was a writer as well and they worked for the same company. Their only difference is that he writes…books. The ones that are sensible, thick, and difficult to read and no one is buying.

            Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case with that man’s books. His books were not sensible because the books are all full of mischief. He admits that there are many relevant ideas that are written because he was able to read the man’s works. Not that he wanted to read his works. He is just reading so that he can find something to criticize. But the thing is, he can’t find anything. As much as he hated it, his books are good. He was able to find a way for his readers to easily understand his books. That clever man uses preposterous ideas to send out his message. That’s why his works are popular. His works has a “rebel” touch in it.

            Yixing’s forehead knotted. “Why am I praising that monster? I hate him. He is an antagonist in my life.” He sighed and rolled on the carpeted floor. No need to think about that guy. He is just wasting his energy and time if he keeps on doing that. He will just think of other romantic things like—

            He heard a loud knock on the door of his unit. Without tidying himself and combing his now unruly hair from his constant rolling on the floor, he opened the door. The moment he knotted his forehead, the man on his front raised an eyebrow at him.

            “Who the hell are you?” The man asked. “What did you do to ugly?”

            “I’m your worst nightmare.” Yixing huffed. “I ate ugly for dinner last night.”

            Oh Sehun, the eternally flawless guy he had ever painfully known, just waved his hand in front of him, as if waving off some unwanted smell…

            “Next time, brush your teeth first before you face me.” Sehun said, then passed by him and went inside his unit. “Where are my books?”

            “Hey! Did I invite you in, huh? Huh?” Yixing faced Sehun and looked up at him because Sehun’s height is a little bit tall for his height which is around 177 cm. Sehun was around 181 to 182 cm. “I will sue you for trespassing, breaking in and entering violation—”

            “You’re so talkative. If you just returned the book that you have borrowed three months ago, I will be more than happy to leave.” Sehun sat regally on his couch. “Faster, move.”

            “You little—” Yixing can’t really believe it. He thought that Sehun just bullies them in their office. But he does it even in his own home. “You’re really unbelievable…”

            “I told you earlier that I was in the coffee shop and I need those books. I even came here even if you owe me something. You’re abusing me if you’ll make me find my books.” Sehun looked around his entire unit and stood up. “Well, I can easily find my books with a unit as small as this.”

            Yixing just placed his hands on his waist and lets Sehun look at the strewn books in the bookshelves and on the coffee table. Meanwhile, he just sat on the carpeted floor and looked at the ceiling again. He and Sehun are not that close, but he knew his attitude because they often see each other at the office of Haengseong Publishings. One of which is Sehun’s bossy attitude. Sometimes, he acts as if he is the owner of the publication because their boss seems to be intimidated to Sehun. Not to mention the expensive car of his. Well based on Sehun’s actions and refined speech, it seems like he came from a rich family and writing is just his hobby.

            What a lucky guy.

            Yixing looked at his “guest.” He saw him going out of his room, carrying the books he was looking for. Sehun’s eyebrows are drawn together while looking at something on his hand. If it wasn’t for his attitude that he cannot understand, maybe he already used Sehun as a hero in the novels that he is writing. Oh Sehun had all the right ingredients to be the perfect hero in a romance story or real life. Sehun was tall, broad-shouldered, elegant, with a model-type body, and a handsome face that was only matched by his sharp tongue. And even if it hurts to admit, he had a small crush on Sehun. But before that crush bloomed into something deeper, he brushed off that feeling.

            Now he can’t understand why they are having this scene at the moment.

            “How did you know where I live?” Yixing asked Sehun.

            “Because I’m great.” Sehun wiped his hand on his pants, annoyed. “Can you clean your burrow? All kinds of dirt has inhabited here.”

            “There is only one kind of dirt.” Yixing looked at Sehun. He was really handsome. “Do you have a girlfriend, Sehun?”

            “A lot.” Sehun brushed his shirt this time. “Why?”

            “I just asked. I noticed that I don’t see someone with you when you’re going to the office.”

            “I don’t show them to you because they might get indigestion.” Sehun finally turned to him. “I won’t let you borrow my things next time.”

            And he was drawn again into Sehun’s eyes.

            “I just forgot to return it.” Yixing sat properly to look at Sehun. “Do you have a girlfriend as of this moment?”

            “Yes. It’s still a lot.” Sehun looked at his living room. “Can you clean your house? You smell like the things here. Nauseating.”

            “Hey, you’re just smelling so you can’t complain.” Sehun started to walk towards the door. “Sehun, wait.”

            “Why?”

            “Tell a story about yourself.” Sehun’s forehead knotted. “Fine, just leave.”

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            “So, how’s Mister Writer?” Jihye, one of the waitress of the Emperor Café said. She placed the coffee on his table, smiling. “Bad hair day?”

            Yixing put on his hoodie so that no one will notice how messy his hair is. After Sehun left his condominium, he’s so bored that he decided to go to his favorite coffee shop outside their condominium. He’s frequent customer there because he makes his novels in the coffee shop and he always brings his laptop with him. He always go to the coffee shop whenever he gets bored and he likes to relax in the coffee shop because it has relaxing atmosphere, plus the aroma of his favorite coffee.

            But now, it seems like everything doesn’t have an effect on him. Because no idea is going in his mind right now.

            “You didn’t bring your trusted laptop today.” Jihye remarked.

            “I can’t write.” He held his cup and instantly felt the warmth. “Actually, I can’t write anything.”

            “Oppa has writer’s block? That’s difficult.”  Jihye said.

            Yixing just sighed. “I need something to stir up my drive to write again. And it can’t be solved by coffee anymore.”

            “Maybe you just need an inspiration.”

            As he frequently visits the coffee shop, Jihye became his friend and he always talks to the younger. And he was grateful, because he has someone to interact with besides himself. Because he is always in his unit. And because of this, Jihye became one of his loyal readers.

            “You know I don’t rely on inspiration when I’m writing my novels.”

            “Well, maybe it’s high time for you to rely on inspiration for you to write. And speaking of inspiration, I saw someone earlier that can be a hero in your novels.”

            “Really?” One image flashed on his mind. “Tall, handsome, and has a bored face?”

            “How did you know—”

            “He was in my condominium earlier.”

            “Woah! That hunky guy is in your unit? Why didn’t you call me? You must share your blessings.”

            “You’re really crazy.”

            “So, what’s his name?” Jihye sat on the chair opposite him. It’s okay since there are few customers. “What did you do in your condominium? And why are you here? The sun is still up.”

            “His name is Oh Sehun. Writer and collector of my books.”

            “Writer? Why doesn’t he look like a writer? He looks like a super-rich businessman. Did you know that when he entered this coffee shop, the whole world became at peace.”

            “Okay. Back to my problem—”

            “Why don’t you make Sehun as your inspiration? So that he will always come to our café and he will give life to this dull coffee shop.” Jihye looks around, making sure that the manager won’t hear her. “See? You’ll be hitting two birdies with one stonie.”

            “Jihye, you’re making that up again.”

            “I’m right, aren’t I? You can write, and at the same time, you can make us all happy.”

            “Sehun is not what I need right now.”

            “Are you even human? How can’t that handsome man tickle your romantic side? He’s a perfect hero material!”

            “I don’t know. I really need something—”

            “A guy.” Jihye stood up when a customer came in. “You need a guy, my dear. Like this one—” She gasped. “Oh my gosh! T-that’s him! It’s him!”

            “Huh—aw!”

            “It’s him!” She squealed. “Cho Kyuhyun! One of the members of Exo Riding Club. Oh my gosh! Just stay here, oppa. I have to face my destiny.” Jihye faced the person. “Hello, beautiful person! Welcome to Emperor Café.”

            Yixing saw the man smiled. He can’t help but stare at him. The man was very good looking, and he meant very good looking. He can’t help but think of Sehun. The man that just came in is like him—elegantly handsome. After a while, three more men came in. They were probably the most handsome man he had ever seen, besides Sehun of course.

            Wow! Talk about hitting two birdies with one stonie. Plus two more.

            It’s no surprise that Jihye’s smile can’t be ripped of her face. The coffee shop is flooded by handsome men.

            “Heechul, what do you want to have?”

            “Mocha frappe. Kris, Kai, how about you?”

            “Brewed coffee.”

            “I’ll have mocha frappe too.”

            “Order some more. The maknae will pay for all of this anyway.”

            Yixing watched the men place their orders while the poor cashier and the other customers are just gawking at them. Well, he can’t blame them. Because when these four handsome men will stand in front of him, he will gawk and admire them as well.

            Yixing’s forehead knotted. Hey, wait a minute. Why am I not reacting like the customers? Why does it seem that the handsome men do not excite him or something? Maybe he’s weird. Is it the reason why he can’t write anything? Oh, no. It can’t be. He has bills to pay. He needs to feel something.

            Yixing went to the counter and fell in line behind the handsome men. But he wasn’t able to open his mouth yet when someone showed up behind him.

            “Hey, ugly! Fall in line properly.”

            The four men looked at him at the same time. He wants the ground to swallow him when he felt that his hoodie slowly slipped off his head. He was surrounded by five of the most handsome men on the earth and here he is, his unkempt and unruly hair exposed.

            He saw Sehun went to the counter.

            “You know him, Sehun?”

            “Unfortunately.” Sehun looked at him and looked at him from head to toe. He fixed the zipper of his jacket. “This is Zhang Yixing, my cowriter. Ugly, these are my friends. Heechul, Kyuhyun, Kai and Kris.”

            He was surprised of Sehun’s formal introduction that’s why he momentarily forgets his embarrassment. Especially when the men bowed to him.

            “Hi.”

            “`Nice to know Sehun’s cowriter.”

            “Nice.”

            “Hi.” Jihye piped and bowed at the men that are smiling at her too. “`Nice to meet you too, beautiful people.”

            While Jihye is talking to the four men, Yixing can’t help but look at Sehun that is now ordering on the counter. After paying for his orders, as well as his friends’, Sehun noticed that someone was looking at him so he turned to Yixing.

            “You want to order something too? I’m in the mood for spending money so I’ll pay.”

            Yixing doesn’t have an idea what’s happening to him and he just found himself going to the counter beside Sehun. The man looked at him.

            “What?” Sehun asked.

            He shook his head and pointed at the most expensive cake. “And a large latte too.”

            “Maybe you want to order more. It’s not yet enough.”

            “Are you complaining? I’ll take it back—”

            Sehun prevented him from leaving by wrapping his arms on his shoulder. “Where are you going? I already placed your order.”

            He looked at Sehun’s hand. He also noticed that Sehun’s friends are looking at them. He felt embarrassed so he squirmed away from Sehun’s hold.  Sehun just let him.

            “Just wait for your order.” Sehun said. He is holding his own order. “That’s already paid so don’t waste it. I don’t like spendthrift people. Let’s go, guys.”

            Sehun went out of the coffee shop first. The moment he rides his car, he sped away. His friends followed and they rode on their extravagant cars too.

            “I love those boys.” Jihye said. She is beside him and she is still looking at the door of the coffee shop. “Ever since I saw them at that sports equipment commercial.” She flipped her hair. “It’s not that obvious, isn’t it?”

            He too likes to change his views in life. It’s his first time to meet persons who are obviously in higher status but they can interact with ordinary person like him. He immediately grabbed his order.

            “I’m going, Jihye!”

            “You’re writing?”

            “Yes!”

            “I told you. All you need is a guy.”

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Hey guys! So how's the first chapter? In this fanfic, Sehun and Yixing are both writers working in the same company. And "ugly" is sehun's endearment for Yixing. Sweet, isn't it? LOL. Also, the Emperor Cafe has been briefly mentioned in a chapter of Chen and Suho's story. If you will read it, Kim Taehyung or V of BTS is the manager of the said coffee shop and Jihye (an OC) is one of the waitresses there. Anyway, thank you so much for subscribing even if the first  chapter is not yet posted! Saranghamnida! :)