Yixing sat in his room, attempting to study. He would emphasize the word attempting, because like every other time he and Joonmyun would try to study together, the latter would up achieving that but Yixing would find it hard to concentrate when his face – his perfect face was so goddamn close, and he could see every line, hair in perfect clarity and not to mention those lips. It made Yixing just really want to kiss him, but he couldn’t possibly – Joonmyun was one of his best friends and he was straight. The idea was something out of the question.

Yixing could easily say this was a big problem of his. The close proximity meant Joonmyun was breathing down his neck whilst teaching him something about science and it shouldn't have been that y – but God it’s Joonmyun and Yixing was finding it really hard to pretend he was thinking about balancing chemical equations instead of what chemicals he'd put into Joonmyun if he were given the chance.

"Yixing, why didn't you learn this? I learnt it years ago.”

"I was in China years ago, and my chemistry teacher didn't teach me anything. Why do you think I'm so bad at it now?"

"Fair enough, but they'll be putting these in our exams so you'll need to learn them. Remind me why you are doing chemistry this year?"

"My parents," Yixing lied.  He had honestly only decided to do chemistry because he knew Joonmyun would be.

"We'll it's a good thing you only at these then, because everything else would be too hard to learn."

"Well you're close to making me too hard to learn." Yixing muttered.

"What did you say?" Joonmyun asked, "I missed that."

Yixing shook his head, not realizing he’d said what he’d been thinking. “Huh? Nothing.”

"Whatever you say,” Joonmyun frowned, “Anyway, I think you've basically got these equations but I think I'll need to help you more with all the other chemistry stuff. We only have a few more months and it'll be best to learn it all now." he said thoughtfully, and Yixing nodded.

"But then that means we'll have to do more study when I come over, and I might have to come over more."

, Yixing thought. Joonmyun already came over a lot anyway, but it'd be difficult to take more of this irregularly y and nerdy Joonmyun without jumping on him. Luckily Yixing had progressed past the stage of not being able to speak properly to the guy he liked, but he was recently entering a whole new era of needing help. "Yeah, that sounds great," he said, biting his lip. "You - really don't have to though."

"Yixing shut up,” The annoyance left Joonmyun’s face as soon as it’d came, fading to the earnest smile that dazzled the Chinese every time. “You're my friend, and you need help. I’m teaching you because I don't want you to fail and I know you can do it."

Yixing felt the tell-tale signs of a blush coming on and laughed almost awkwardly to hide the swelling inside of him. "Alright, alright - calm down. I'm tired of this and hungry. You up for food?”

Joonmyun stood up, and Yixing turned his body to face him, "Well actually I have to go now, because I promised my parents I'd be home. I'll see you tomorrow?"

Yixing sighed, not failing to notice the disappointment in Joonmyun’s face. "Oh - yeah, that's fine, see you tomorrow then." he said waving before turning back to his desk.

"Not even walking me to the door? How rude." Joonmyun said, faking shock.

"You know the way, let yourself out." Yixing said, smirking.

"But baby, I thought you loved me," Joonmyun whined, smiling.

"Just get out."

"Alright, alright. Love you!"

And he stepped out, went down the stairs and shut the door, leaving Yixing blushing as he did every time this happened – which undeniably was quite a lot. Joonmyun constantly called him baby and said he loved him and Yixing knew he was just being silly, but it still managed to make him feel fluffy and cute inside. Every time.

. . .

The next day at school was business as usual. Yixing sat in his chemistry class trying to pay attention, and only vaguely succeeded because damn Kim Joonmyun was making his kokoro go doki doki and .
He really did try because he was bad at it and it was something he needed to know for the final exams – and had absolutely nothing to do with the way that Joonmyun smiled whenever Yixing answered a question correctly. Not at all.

Well maybe a little bit. But what was the problem with inspiration?

It finally reached lunch, and Yixing and Joonmyun were walking to find their so-called friends. Yixing would call them this because he didn't understand how he got stuck with them. You love us, Jongin would say whenever he asked them, and he couldn't really answer back because for some reason he did. These people had been here ever since he transferred from China three years ago – sticking by him even when he’d spent too much time using Korean dramas to help his Korean and accidentally called Joonmyun oppa, much to everyone else’s’ amusement. They were there whenever he needed it - even if they were eating off each other’s faces - and he really did love them. Sometimes they just made him wonder.

Yixing and Joonmyun walked into the cafeteria to find everyone else already sitting at the table – bar Baekhyun and Chanyeol, but no one could ever be certain where they were, and quite often they didn’t want to know the answer.

"Ayo!" Jongin yelled out, making Yixing cringe, before taking the seat next to him – conveniently placed besides Joonmyun. Convenient. "So hyung," Jongin whispered in his ear, "Did you and Joonmyun-hyung make any... Chemical reactions?" Jongin smirked as Yixing turned bright red. Jongin was one of the only people that officially knew that Yixing wanted in Joonmyun, as he put it. Naturally, as Jongin knows, Kyungsoo knows, but all of their other friends were too clueless and caught up in their own love lives to have noticed - and if they had they hadn’t mentioned it.

"I suggest you shut the up," Yixing whispered sharply in response, his face burning.

Jongin's smirk got even bigger, and he pinched Yixing's cheeks. "You're too cute," he cooed.

Yixing flinched away and turned to the person on the side next to him, whom he'd forgotten was Joonmyun. He quickly turned back to face the front and God , this was awkward because now he was all flustered and Joonmyun was looking at him with a cute pout, and he didn't think he could get any more embarrassed. Finally, after an extremely uncomfortable silence, Joonmyun spoke. "Yixing-ah, do you want me to come over today to help you with chemistry?"

Jongin winked at Yixing, making him groan. Luckily it was quiet enough that Joonmyun didn't hear him. "Sure! Thanks so much," he said with an embarrassed smile.

Joonmyun smiled back, and Yixing's heart melted. However, it quickly hardened again when the bell went and Jongin elbowed him because they had dance last period and he was stuck with him.

After an eventful hour of dancing and Yixing being attacked with suggestive comments by no other than Kim Jongin himself, Yixing found Joonmyun and they went back to his house. Yixing always found himself extremely frustrated because Joonmyun never seemed to give off any reaction, but he was just lucky to survive through these tutoring sessions. Usually afterwards he'd have to run to the bathroom and deal with a problem he would usually finish by the name of the cause. He knew Joonmyun would be horrified – he couldn’t deny his own shame - but he really couldn't help it.

. . .

Their almost daily study sessions went on for weeks, until finally their finals came around. Though it he was distracting, Joonmyun had really helped Yixing and he was confident he was going to pass. Whispering good luck to each other, they went in and came out a few hours later. Joonmyun smiled widely at Yixing, making his heart flutter, and Yixing smiled back. They couldn't chat though, because Joonmyun had another exam to get to (being a model student had its disadvantages, being expected to be an overachiever was definitely one of them). A few minutes later, Yixing felt his phone vibrate.

From: Joonmyun oppa<3 (Jongin did that, he swore)
I'm sure you did really great on your exam, I'll see you after my next one! Love you baby :*

Yixing looked around to see that the hallway was empty, and once seeing that it was, proceeded to squeal and dance around. Joonmyun thought he did well and he was happy. And he said he loved him. Even if it meant nothing, it made him happy.
He then realized he should answer back.

To: Joonmyun oppa<3
Pfft, only because my teacher was so amazing (and I ain’t talking about Lee). I'm sure you did way better though ^.^ good luck for your next one, you'll ace it, I'm sure :) Much love x

Yixing then tucked his phone back into his pocket and continued walking. A right turn, a hundred meters away and a few classrooms down, a teacher scolded a blushing Joonmyun for making loud unnecessary noises whilst waiting outside.

. . .

After an intense week of exams, and then who knows how long of waiting, Yixing finally got his results back. It was fair enough to say the one he was most worried about was chemistry. All that confidence he’d had after the test had disappeared, and now he was purely filled with terror. Not knowing what else he do, he dialled the number he had memorised nearly two years ago, Jand spoke as soon as they answered.

"Joonmyun my results came and I’m too scared to open them!?"

"Calm down baby, it'll be fine. I taught you everything you needed to know."

"But I don't wanna open it." Yixing whined into the receiver. He’d rather live in mystery than failure for certain. He didn’t want to think of a Joonmyun that was disappointed in him.

"Fine, I'll be over there in ten minutes and open it myself." Joonmyun said, hanging up before Yixing got the chance to say anything.

Yixing then realized with horror that he had not showered, and therefore began the most intense short shower and getting ready of his life.

"Let yourself in!" Yixing shouted as he heard the knocks on his door, bounding down the staircase. Unfortunately for Yixing, Joonmyun was wearing a sweater and they were kind of a weak point of his -  thus he tripped and fell down the remainder if the stairs. Smooth one, Yixing. Joonmyun rushed forward, being genuinely worried, but also trying not to laugh. The result only added another smile to Yixing's mental list of things he found attractive about the other. Putting out a hand he helped him up, and when his hand touched Yixing's, it felt electrifying.

"So graceful," Joonmyun said with a smirk, "Where's the envelope?"

"It's uh, here," Yixing stuttered and handed him the envelope, still trying to get over the embarrassment of falling on his in front of him, whilst trying to hide the blush that he felt taking over his face.

"Let me see-" Joonmyun said whist opening then envelope, and Yixing scrunched his eyes up, "Open your eyes too, it looks cute but your eyes are nicer."

Yixing might as well have put himself in a vegetable stand, because he'd probably make a nice addition to any meal seeing how much he resembled a tomato. It was however totally worth opening his eyes, because what he saw was Joonmyun's straight face upturn into one of the most genuine and breathtaking smiles he'd ever seen.

I caused that.

"So either I failed so bad that it’s hilarious, passed and you're surprised because you had no faith in me, or did really well."

"Care to guess?"

"I failed?"

Joonmyun punched him in the arm, before grabbing him and giving him the best hug ever.

"So I didn't fail?"

"You ," Joonmyun laughed before taking Yixing off-guard by giving him a friendly peck on the forehead.

This had been done before, so Yixing wasn’t taken too badly off guard – managing not to stutter his next sentence. "So I did fail?"

"No, Yixing."

"But you just called me a ."

Joonmyun sighed, "Just shut up and thank the person who taught you everything you needed to know free of charge."

"I did give you food,"

"I cooked most of it, idiot,"

"Please make up your mind on what you think of my intelligence."

"I'll pass." Joonmyun said as he turned towards the door.

"You know for a model student you’re awfully mean."

Joonmyun smiled and turned back to Yixing, "But you love me, don't you?” his face dropped a little, “I have to go now, Sehun was about to use the kitchen before I left, I don't want to come back to half a Sehun or half my house missing,"

Yixing laughed, "Only for a few more weeks, then you'll be alone again."

"He's at Luhan's most of the time anyway..."

"Be thankful, you wouldn't want to hear what goes on between those two."

"Point taken and dutifully noted," Joonmyun said, shuddering at the thought, "I’ll see you tomorrow!" Joonmyun sang, before slipping out the door.

. . .

The next day at school was a joyous day of finding out that everyone in Yixing’s friend circle had managed to pass all their exams. How Jongin had managed to pass anything that wasn’t dance was surprising, but they all knew under his goofy image he was actually one of the smartest out of them all.

“So guys, ” Jongin said with a mouthful of sandwich. Kyungsoo rolled his eyes at him. “You all free this weekend?”

Everyone nodded. What a social life these boys had indeed.

“Well good, because you’re coming to mine. We haven’t done something like this in so long and we don’t have to worry about exams. No questions. Bring snacks, but probably not alcohol because I plan to spend my Sunday with Kyungsoo, and not cleaning up sick.” Jongin said, smiling when he saw Kyungsoo blush at the mention of his name. They all knew this wasn’t true, because they all probably wouldn’t leave until Sunday night, but hey - he had a fair point. 

“So Saturday night... See you there.”

//Authors Note//

First chapter is up! This'll be released in three parts and ((spoiler)) there's a sequel.

Anyway, thanks for reading, and feel free to subcribe or tell me what you think :)