[fic] Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi, Hangeng/Heechul – SJ(M) – Teach Me How – Oneshot

[rabenhorst]

Title: Teach Me How
Author: fonulyn
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Kyuhyun/Zhou Mi, Hangeng/Heechul
Disclaimer: I own no one, only my dirty imagination.
Summary: Heechul has an amazing plan on how to spice up his lovelife. For that, he needs to recruit Zhou Mi and Kyuhyun for some help.
Comments: Uhm. I don’t speak any Chinese, so I made my Chinese friend translate all the Chinese phrases. If they say Beijing Duck or something equally random, it’s his fault and not mine, okay? I still figured he might be more reliable than Google Translate :/ I should seriously learn to say something more than “sweet and sour squirrel” in Chinese. Also, somehow whenever I write hanchul, Geng is magically missing and only appears in the end. I’m working on it.

Enjoy? :)



It was a perfectly peaceful morning. And it took only one word to shatter the silence in the whole building. “Seasoning!”

It was easy to notice Heechul had that tone in his voice. Yes, that tone. The very special I want something and you’d better not deny me or I will end you tone. He knew what he wanted and he knew he was going to get it. Simple as that.

That was nothing new, Zhou Mi had gotten used to that tone in Heechul’s voice already three weeks into knowing him. Hence he merely glanced up from the book he was reading when Heechul practically slammed through the door, grinning like the Cheshire cat. “There you are, Seasoning!”

Where else, Zhou Mi wanted to ask, it wasn’t like he spent much time elsewhere than on Kyuhyun’s bed, watching the younger man game or chatting with him or reading or… engaging in other activities together. He didn’t get the chance, though, not before Kyuhyun cut in from the floor where he was hunched with a controller, staring at the screen as he didn’t even pause his game. “Where else?”

Heechul simply waved him aside. “Beside the point.” He turned big, bright, eager eyes towards Zhou Mi, practically flopping down on the floor, on his knees, right in front of the Chinese man. “I need your help! I think my relationship could use a little bit of spicing up and I’ve been thinking of ways to impress Hannie and then I got this brilliant idea and you are exactly what I need!”

Zhou Mi’s eyes were almost comically wide as he stared at his friend like he had just lost his mind. This bit piqued even Kyuhyun’s interest and he tore away from his game, abandoning the controller on the floor as he scrambled up, tugging his jogging pants so they wouldn’t slide down too far, only exposing a slice of skin momentarily. He had furrowed his brows, almost possessively sliding an arm around Zhou Mi’s waist when he sat down next to him. “What do you need Zhou Mi for?” He sounded as suspicious as he looked. “I swear, if this is some dirty plan and I’m not included I’m going to –”

He didn’t get any further before Heechul cut him off with an impatient noise. “What are you, an idiot? I am not suggesting I’d snatch away your boyfriend for a dirty, hot threesome. Although come to think of it, it wouldn’t be such a bad idea, but I still think I can’t have Seasoning without you and…”

“Damn right you can’t!” Kyuhyun protested and it seemed like Heechul wanted to disagree, despite his earlier words, but the whole moment was broken when the person in question cut in quickly. “Heechul? Could you tell me what it is you want from me then?” Zhou Mi prodded gently with a smile, distracting Heechul from the conversation at hand. The way he placed his palm on Kyuhyun’s waist was very deliberate as well, visibly soothing the irrational flares of jealousy. Distantly Heechul noted that he had to hand it to Zhou Mi, the man was good at handling people around him. Almost as good as he was, that is. Or good in a different way.

With an exasperated sigh he rolled his eyes, struggling to get up from the floor to plop down on the bed as well. “Seasoning, you are absolutely adorable, but sometimes you are so dense I want to bash your head against a wall.” Heechul rolled his eyes, but there was clear affection laced in the words. He was ridiculously fond of the boy, that was no secret anyway.

They were still waiting and for a moment Heechul revelled in that, basked in the curiosity and knowing that he held the cards. Still, it was impossible to contain his enthusiasm as he spoke. "I want you to teach me Chinese!"




Half an hour later they were both still on the bed, Zhou Mi leaning against the wall with a notebook on his knees and Heechul lying on the mattress, his feet quite deliberately on Kyuhyun’s pillow. Not that Kyuhyun even really noticed, he had retreated back to his game with an eyeroll and muttered complaints about impossible idiots he had to deal with.

"How about I love you?" Zhou Mi suggested, tapping his cheek with the pencil he was holding. He looked absolutely adorable with his pursed lips and the thoughtful expression, and for a second Heechul considered cooing at him and pinching his cheeks, only to discard the idea as useless for now.

"I love you?” Heechul snorted, waving his hand dismissively as if that had been the worst suggestion in ages and didn’t even really qualify worthy an answer. “No, that's so boring. Anyone knows how to say that! I need something more unique. Something that’ll sweep Hankyung off his feet!" He grinned, an enthusiastic sparkle in his eyes. Zhou Mi resisted the urge to point out that there wasn’t really any need to do that, the man was a hopeless addict to begin with, but he knew Heechul would have none of his reasoning.

So he settled for trying to come up with something else.




After half an hour of futile attempts (“How about ‘Your eyes are beautiful.’? It would be a nice thing to say.” “Oh god where did you learn that mushy crap?” “Alright, how about ‘you are my destiny’?” “Eww.”) later, Zhou Mi was close to giving up, or alternately stabbing his pencil into Heechul’s eye.

It didn’t exactly help that Heechul was convinced Chinese was a language way beyond his grasp, something that he would never ever be able to learn. More than the obligatory ‘I love you’ that anyone could say, he added after one of his long rants about how Chinese is the stupidest language of all stupid languages. He was still determined to put his plan into action. He just didn’t accept any of the suggested lines to learn, or didn’t manage to pronounce them correctly.

Heechul was beginning to be as frustrated as his Chinese instructor, rolling on his back to look up at the ceiling. "Why is this all so difficult!” He whined theatrically, kicking Kyuhyun’s pillow down from the bed. It was the pillow’s fault, he was certain. Besides, it made him feel better, kind of. “Kyuhyun, tell me something easy." He rolled back over, staring at the younger man intently.

Kyuhyun was still sitting in front of the TV, the controller in hand and he didn’t even avert his eyes of the battle he was currently winning. "Gun kai. Si qu ba." He answered easily, releasing a small victory cry right after. “Jing la!”

"Oh that's easy. I could learn it." Heechul mused, but it only took a second for him to be distracted by the look on Zhou Mi’s face. He looked absolutely scandalized, staring at Kyuhyun from huge, disapproving eyes.

"Kyuhyun! Who taught you that!?" He demanded loudly, but there was no response from the floor, if one didn’t count the dismissive snort.

That piqued Heechul’s interest and he arched one of his perfectly plucked eyebrows questioningly. "Why? What?"

Zhou Mi looked somewhat embarrassed, still frowning at his darling boyfriend as he sent a dirty look his way. "Well basically he just told you to… fuck off and kill yourself." He explained, inching backwards as if he knew what would follow right after.

Kyuhyun could barely dodge the book that was thrown at him, along with some screeched curses and insults.

Two minutes later Heechul decided that it was actually useful to know that in Chinese, too. He even thanked Kyuhyun for it with a theatrical “you’re not always completely useless, after all!” But Kyuhyun knew him well enough to take it the right way.

The next quarter of an hour they spent repeating the words again and again until Heechul was confident enough he would remember them.




Zhou Mi had nearly endless patience. Kyuhyun would know, he had gotten private Chinese lessons (yes, sometimes they actually did study Chinese, even if most of the time they got distracted by other things) often enough to be well acquainted with the teacher side of Zhou Mi. He could repeat the same thing over and over again, never got annoyed by incompetent and bitchy students. At least, until Heechul came along.

“I give up! You’re not accepting anything I suggest!” Zhou Mi practically shot up from the bed, throwing his notepad down on the floor and the pen somewhere across the room without looking. He didn’t exactly look enraged or even really angry, but he was clearly frustrated and his cheeks were flushed from the slight agitation. A good look on him, Kyuhyun noted distantly, having stored away his game a while back. These two and their lesson were much more entertaining anyway.

“It’s because you only suggest sugary sweet mushy crap!” Heechul protested, and to be fair he had a point. Most of Zhou Mi’s suggestions had been like ripped straight from romantic teen-comedies or other sickeningly sweet movies he liked to watch from time to time. Not that Heechul didn’t enjoy the movies occasionally, he just didn’t exactly want to live one. Or make Hangeng laugh at him for using such lines. He huffed, lifting his chin challengingly to look at his teacher. “Seriously, is that how you got Kyuhyun spread his legs for you?”

“I did not!” Zhou Mi looked almost as scandalized as a moment before. He even had the decency to blush lightly – also a good look on him as Kyuhyun noted silently from his spectator’s spot on the floor. “Sugary sweet mushy crap is romantic, Chul! You should try it sometime.” Zhou Mi went on, rolling his eyes to demonstrate just how impossible his friend was.

“Romantic?” Heechul arched an eyebrow, turning to look at Kyuhyun questioningly. He knew that the younger man wasn’t exactly keen on sugary confessions of love. At least hadn’t been before that whirlwind of a Chinese fashion-addict had turned his lovelife upside down.

Right now, Kyuhyun just shrugged. “You get used to it.” He tried to aim for nonchalance, but the slow smile on his lips gave him away easily. Heechul rolled his eyes.




Other small tantrums and some reconciliation later, Zhou Mi was sitting on the bed again, having even retrieved his notepad and a new pen to show his good will. Kyuhyun was now sitting right beside the bed, his arms folded on the edge of the mattress and his chin resting on them. They were just close enough for Zhou Mi to brush over Kyuhyun’s hair absent-mindedly every now and then, for Kyuhyun to trace the seam of Zhou Mi’s trousers with his index finger. And other sickeningly sweet little gestures that Heechul found quite adorable, actually.

Kyuhyun had taken it upon himself to help the two with the language lessons, and although his suggestions had been more or less crap too (“You are more addictive than Tetris!” “…that sucks.” “I know.”) he was beginning to get the hang of it. At least, getting more towards the Heechul-approved lines.

They had been silent for a good moment, thinking of the next suggestion, when Kyuhyun suddenly broke into a line of Mandarin in a deep, almost seductive voice. "Geng yong li de gan wo." He purred, and although Heechul had no idea what it meant, he could already now throw a guess into the right direction.

Especially given by the way Zhou Mi blushed so deep it looked like his head would explode any second. "Oh... I didn't think you remembered that." He stuttered lowly, avoiding both Kyuhyun’s and Heechul’s eyes in favour of scribbling random patterns on his notebook.

Kyuhyun’s smirk was priceless, and he took the conscious effort to heave himself up from the floor and on the bed, only to lean closer to his still blushing boyfriend. He sneaked an arm around Zhou Mi’s waist, bringing his lips right next to his ear. "Of course I remember it when you moan it for me. Shui ru jiao rong." If Heechul’s eyes didn’t fail him, Kyuhyun’s hand was sneaking underneath Zhou Mi’s shirt already.

Zhou Mi shuddered, his eyes falling shut on their own and his lips slightly parted to let a gasp of air through. If nothing else, that at least got Heechul curious and his eyes were sparkling with enthusiasm as he bounced a little on his place. "What is it? C’mon, tell me!"

Kyuhyun smirked and rested his chin on Zhou Mi’s shoulder, obviously not intending on providing the translation. It took a moment of incoherent mumbling from the Chinese man, but finally he cleared his throat and looked up at Heechul. "Something along the lines of 'fuck me hard and make me yours'." He admitted, his blush deepening.

“Seasoning,” Heechul grinned, gesturing towards the notepad. “Write that down for me. Right now. We’ve found our winner.”




Kyuhyun’s suggestion turned out to be full of win. Heechul decided he had a new Chinese teacher and appeared for regular lessons much to Zhou Mi’s dismay and embarrassment. Especially when the lessons turned into show-and-tells of their sexlives more often than language practices.

Heechul learned a whole lot of practical Chinese. If practical Chinese meant the same as bedroom Chinese. And judging by the bottle of expensive champagne Hangeng bought for Zhou Mi and Kyuhyun, he wasn’t exactly against that progress.

Besides, Zhou Mi got a whole lot more willing to teach the new phrases when Kyuhyun promised they could always first practice them together in private, just the two of them.



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2276 words.

I know Zhou Mi probably isn’t that easy to embarrass, but he was otherwise distracted too. And Kyuhyun is a brat. That’s my excuse 8D

Now I’ll go back to the longer writing project that will be the end of me one of these days.


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Comments

[plastictear.livejournal.com]

/SPOTTING MYSELF LIKE A BOSS

I'll leave you a long, proper comment tomorrow if I'm still alive XD Also, I'm writing down those Chinese phrases XD *not even embarrassed*

[fonulyn.livejournal.com]

YOU'D BETTER BE ALIVE! AND YOU'D BETTER HAVE FUN!

Oh do that XD I can send you the whole word document with more random porn talk in Chinese if you want x)

[plastictear.livejournal.com]

OKAY. I'LL TRY MY BEST D8 *frightened* But so far it looks like I'm going to be very sleep-deprived, so who knows XD

Oh lord, you are the best person ever 8D you and your friend are so much more useful than any Mandarin course x) How do you wanna send it to me?

Btw, entertain me, I'm bored as hell right now XD

[fonulyn.livejournal.com]

Being sleep-deprived usually makes things even more fun! Last night we visited my brother and somehow ended up listening to loud music and waltzing along to it. After we first kicked ass in Mario Kart. Except for the Chinaman, he sucks.

Oh I know, I know 8D Love and adore me! My friend is obedient, so if you need to know some specific phrases just tell me and I ask him x) Hmm, I can email it to you if you want? Or copy/paste everything somewhere or something XD

Entertain you? I just posted a fic, isn't that entertaining? XD Hmmm I'm bad at this *laughs* I'm no entertainer.

[plastictear.livejournal.com]

Uh huh, not after you've stayed awake for two nights in a row and have a long day at school XD I think I'm going to die XD That sounds so fun 8D Haha poor China man XD

I shall forever adore you 8D okay, I can send you my email address via an lj message, I'm too paranoid to put it here XD

But I already read it. Twice XD *sobs* Just talk to me, my friends abandoned me XD

[imxaxreader.livejournal.com]

YOU ARE IGNORING MY HORRIBLY WRITTEN ANGST FIC WAYLT. ;~;

[plastictear.livejournal.com]

I'm using internet via my phone, and haven't been near a computer in hours, and I can't open the link with my phone D: also, I won't be able to comment property until tomorrow because typing with my phone sucks :/

Though now that I grew a brain, I realized I could have just gone to your journal by clicking your username otl.

[imxaxreader.livejournal.com]

...well, you're forgiven. 8D you don't really have to check it out rn, though. i just wanted to interrupt and get your attention because you know i just crave for attention like that orz /shameless

[plastictear.livejournal.com]

Thank you 8D I read it though, and I'll leave you an epic, long comment once I can ;~; haha, nothing wrong with that XD

[imxaxreader.livejournal.com]

...YOU HAVE THE SPEED OF A NINJA 8D d'aww. you can write me a one-liner comment, and i really wouldn't mind. XDD i just wanted someone to agree with me about my angst being horrible and full crap because apparently [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] refuses to cooperate with me and says otherwise. /huff

lol you are awesome for befriending such a shameless ninja creeper like me. XDD

[fonulyn.livejournal.com]

WHUT ARE YOU SAYIN' THERE IS NOTHING HORRIBLE IN YOUR ANGST >:/

[imxaxreader.livejournal.com]

WAYLT THE ANGST I'VE WRITTEN IS ENOUGH TO TRAUMATIZE YOU GUYS. ACTUALLY, I AM QUITE SURPRISED IT HASN'T TRAUMATIZED YOU YET UNNIE. NOBODY SHOULD EVER LET ME GET CLOSE TO ANYTHING ANGST-RELATED EVER AGAIN OR ELSE I WILL BE TEMPTED TO WRITE ANOTHER HORRIBLE FIC. :|||||||||||||||

[fonulyn.livejournal.com]

I STILL SAY YOUR FIC IS GOOD D: though now i kinda wanna write angst too...

[fonulyn.livejournal.com]

It depends XD I went through the whole first year in the university with 1 or 2 hours of sleep a night, every night XD It was fun, you should've been there ;)

Gooooood! 8D haha and sure.

Twice? Okay that is pretty good XD I shall talk to you! Though I don't know what to talk about. Tell me what can Heechul and Mimi talk about while shopping for baby clothes.

[plastictear.livejournal.com]

Woah, how did you live through that? XD I wish I could've ;) I've been been a bit preoccupied since yesterday, though x)

Yeah, it was good XDYay 8D Um... They could compare their boyfriends? XD My head isn't working, sorry XD

[fonulyn.livejournal.com]

I have NO IDEA. I wouldn't anymore. I was young then? XD haha but you've had fun too? :)

Compare their boyfriends? *laughs* Well they're both convinced that they got the best there is so it might be an interesting conversation XD

[plastictear.livejournal.com]

Haha, most likely XD As much as you can while freezing your ass in front of the venue since 2am, yeah ;D It's not as bad as usual, though, so it's been relatively nice x)

That's exactly what I had in mind XD They could just try to prove that their own boyfriend is better than the others x) Heechul could try to say that Geng is better than Kyuhyun because Kyuhyun went and got Mimi pregnant, but Mimi would just say that he could've asked nothing more than a family with his beloved Kui Xian x) *shot for the crappy, overly fluffy idea*

[plastictear.livejournal.com]

AND NOW, BECAUSE I PROMISED TO COMMENT IF I'M ALIVE. And I am, even though my brain is still all mushy after ten hours in bed and I'm in a bit of a hurry now but still XD

Why do you always do this to me with your amazing fics? ;___; Kyuhyun was PERFECT. I think my head exploded when he said all those dirty things in Chinese and started groping Mimi.

And Heechul with his temper and Mimi being all bashful and gfhfkjgf it was so good *sobs*

I blame you for deepening my love for dirty talk in Chinese XD

[fonulyn.livejournal.com]

I WAS EXPECTING YOUR COMMENT ALREADY! 8D

Hohohoho I'm at least trying my best here 8D I'm happy you liked it though! I absolutely love writing Kyuhyun. I don't even know why but I love the kid. And he always ends up being the main focus somehow x) The attention seeking brat. AND HE KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS (=MIMI) AND HE ALWAYS GETS IT!

I love writing Heechul too. And of course Mimi but Mimi is speeeshul anyway ♥

I developed a huge thing for dirty talk in Chinese so... if I can spread it around I'm just glad XD

AND AND AND I THINK I FINISHED THE MPREG FIC! \o/

[plastictear.livejournal.com]

I MADE YOU HAPPY 8D

You certainly succeeded 8D Of course I did! Haha, do you need a reason for loving him? XD Kyuhyun deserves to be adored. THAT'S TRUE, BUT IT'S OKAY, REALLY.

Mimi is everything special and great 8D

Spread it around all you want, I like knowing weird stuff XD Even though I really can't pronounce them properly but it's still nice. Soon, I can charm any Chinese person I want.

OH MY GOD YOU ARE THE BEST I WANT TO READ IT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. *hugs you to death* 'SCUSE ME, GONNA GO AND FLAIL LIKE A HYPED-UP WINDMILL.

[fonulyn.livejournal.com]

YOU ALWAYS DO! ♥

Of course one doesn't need a reason for loving Kyuhyun but loving writing him is a different thing XD But he and I, we just click XD AND KYU WANTING MIMI CAN ONLY BE A GOOD THING! 8D ESPECIALLY IF YOU ASK MIMI!

Mimi is ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE AND SPECIAL AND EVERYTHING. Do you have twitter? Someone stalked Zhou Mi at an airport and got pictures of his suitcases. AND OMG THE STICKERS ON HIS SUITCASE! ♥ LOOK: http://twitpic.com/4c4tej http://twitpic.com/4c4tgh http://twitpic.com/4c4ti8 SERIOUSLY. how is this boy so precious? ;__;♥

Pfft I can't pronounce them either, yet. But I'll force my friend teach me how XD Then we can share knowledge.

*HUGS YOU BACK* YAAAAAAAAAAAY! 8D IT'S LIKE 20 PAGES OF THEM BEING MUSHY AND DOMESTIC BUT YES XD I don't know when I post it. I kinda wanna do it like... now. But I posted this fic on Sunday and it's only been two days :/

[plastictear.livejournal.com]

GOOD GOOD ♥ THE SAME GOES WITH YOU.

I guess so, yeah XD Haha, sounds good XD YES, IT IS, DEFINITELY 8D TRUE ENOUGH

Yeah, I have one, just so I can let everyone know when I'm eating or taking out the trash or something equally important XD DGFKGFK D: AND GDI, IS THAT LOUIS VUITTON I SEE? GOD, MIMI, I LOVE YOU. AND THE STICKERS ;____; ♥ I cannot even spazz enough. I don't even like Louis Vuitton that much (Calvin Klein and Armani are more of my style XD) but I can like it for Mimi *sobs happily* Christ, that man is just... *sigh* Makes me laugh though, Jeffree Star likes Louis Vuitton like mad XD Umm, I hope you know who he is XD

I seriously can't do it XD Or it's more like... When someone else is there and asks me to say them, my pronunciation goes really bad, but when I'm alone, I ca say them just fine XD It happens with every language I know, though XD Sharing is caring, I tell you 8D

OHOHOO ME LIKEY 8D Unfff, you tease, not giving it to me now D: How do I always form weird sentences like that? But if you insist, I can wait :/ You are going to have to wait for the BJ fic too. My angst muses are stealing my inspiration and want me to write two angst fics.

[fonulyn.livejournal.com]

♥♥♥

I only use my twitter to stalk some celebrities and occasionally spazz over HOW ZHOU MI IS SO ADORABLE/HOT/ANYTHING. But if you want we could be friends on twitter too XD I LOVE MIMI AND HIS FASHION-ADDICT-NESS ;___;♥ HE HAS MARIO STICKERS! AND ONE OF HIMSELF! AND HE SPELLED SJM IN STICKER LETTERS! AND AND AND ;____; I have no idea about fashion, I am such a juntti XD ...Jeffree Star? No idea XD *googles* OH. I see XDDDD

I KNOWWWW~ I have the same problem! I can speak fluently when I'm alone but if someone else hears it I suck... *sigh* I always firmly believed that sharing is caring 8D

*laughs* Your sentences always make me crack up XD eeeeeeee~ I don't know. Really. I don't know if it matters if I post two things so closely together? :/ ANGST!? D: OH NOEZ.

[plastictear.livejournal.com]

I originally (fuck, how did I miss-type that twice? XD I'm so tired again) used it for only stalking, too, but now most of my friends are on twitter and I just spam all pointless stuff there (and spazz about Mimi and SJ and piss of my followers XD) Sure, we can be twitter friends too XD But seriously, I update my twitter a million times a day and whine about how school is boring and I'm tired. Surprisingly enough, I have over 4000 tweets already XD *fails at life* Oh god, I just checked my tweets to see if they are so embarrassing I can't let you follow me, but uh, yeah XD Apparently my last tweet was about me noticing I had had my zipper down the whole day *laughs* Eh, I don't know a lot about fashion either, and I'm not that obsessed with it, since most of the time the stuff I see in fashion magazines etc. is horrible and I wonder why would anyone want to wear those things XD But some clothes (mostly the normal clothes in stores) are nice. And Alexander McQueen had some nice stuff. Haha, exactly XD He even has songs about Louis Vuitton. And he has the same bag an Mi XD That's why I'm lauging so much.

Yeah, it's so stupid. It makes people think I can't actually talk fluent English because I get nervous when I need to talk it and sound retarded. That's good 8D

I aim for that XD Or then I just do it accidentally. I don't know why I sound so dirty even without meaning it. Like, on the same day when I talked about blowjobs on train to you, I nearly tweeted: "i hope my friend won't get mad if i fall asleep on the train and forget to get off", then stared at it for a while looking pretty much like ":|||" before erasing it and deciding I don't need to say something like that XD I don't think so, I sometimes post stuff on two following days. I know D: And not even like, light angst but full-blown, will-make-you-sob kind of heavy angst :/ I suck, really.

[fonulyn.livejournal.com]

No worries, I'm tired too XD I rarely tweet so I suppose I'm kind of boring x) But if you want to, I have the same damn username there too so it's not gonna be hard to find me XD hahaha it happens to all of us and there are worse things than zipper down XD I always thought most fashion looks absolutely horrible XD Buuut of course there is some nice stuff too. Aw Mimi shares the same bag with him XD

But it's good! *laughs* That now made me laugh too XD Being amused can only be good so it's not like it's bad. I promised imxaxreader not to post it yet since she has an important exam coming and she said she can't study if I post it x) Awwh D: YES YOU DO. NO ANGST, HAPPY, YOU HEAR ME: HAPPY!