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zhang yixing. twenty-four. expatriate in seoul. chef at din tai fung.

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#hello im not dead just catch me on aim at yx.ng #ill get to replies at some point gdi

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“We’ve never done it in the car before, have we?” He smiles, holding her jaw with a hand, squeezing her face gently as he murmurs against her luscious lips. “And besides I’d hate to wait until we get back.”

She unconsciously bit her bottom lip, rubbing her thumb over the exposed skin on his neck. Throwing away her inhibitions as she leans forward her head slightly move towards his ear and she whispers. “No, we haven’t but I would like to try. It will be the first time which is exciting, don’t you think?”

"You want to, dont you?" He peppers her face with delicate kisses after they enter the elevator, pressing her into a corner. A huge part of him hopes she isn't the sort to still mix their past into this. "I'll take good care of you. No bumps on the head, promise," he smiles a little before kissing her fiercely.

#// no problem at all! lmao personally I don't like rping with kids or babies so- haha #wiisterxa

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“We don’t even have to drive…” He cheekily suggests, grabbing her wrist from behind, hugging her waist when she stops, kissing her ear.

Raising her brow as her eyes glint with playfulness. “What do you suggest then?” Resting her hands over his chest before encircling them around the back of his neck.

"We've never done it in the car before, have we?" He smiles, holding her jaw with a hand, squeezing her face gently as he murmurs against her luscious lips. "And besides I'd hate to wait until we get back."

#// also got your note on the removal of the kid ;)#wiisterxa

“Not a problem.” He smiles a little, mirroring her gentleness, not commenting particularly on her strict idol diet. He figures that celebrities aren’t the most fortunate when it comes to the choice of their freedom and lifestyle. At her burp, the chef laughs, a tinge of pink spreading across the apples of his cheeks. “Well, I hope you’ll come back again soon for a good meal. My name is Yixing, by the way.” He bites on his lower lip as he bows for a good three seconds before locking eyes with her again.

“Oh, it’s nice to meet you, Yixing.” She mirrors his bow, hers a bit lower than his due to her excessively doing it whenever she meets her seniors. She just realized that moment that while they were talking and he was telling her all those, she only caught his name now. “I don’t remember if I’ve said my name, but my name’s Irene, though you can call me Joohyun. And I’d certainly come again.” She smiles. After a few seconds, Joohyun came back to ehr naturally awkward self, fixing her things before she goes.

"Yeah. See you." Yixing stares off at the girl who hurriedly fixes her things and leaves. She seems a little flustered but maybe it is just him. Such a strange day. Maybe, just maybe, he will catch her again. But will she ever come back to the restaurant?

#// lmao ending the thread it was good! we will start off a #a new thread when either of us sends a starter :)#// I know I said I'll continue it but let's leave it to the next thread ;-)#baeyeonsei

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After receiving her text, he smiles to himself. Should he bring some food? Should he not? He has known her family for almost a year. That’s some basic courtesy right there, right? He has a little debate in his head as he makes his way out to wear his shoes before going to get his car. On his way, he buys a dozen of exquisite fruit tarts and heads over to Airi’s family’s cafe. Going through the front door, the bell jingles lightly causing the girl to look up at him and he gives a big smile as he walks over, putting the box of treats in front of her. “Something for your mother.”

Making sure that the last order was brought to the customer’s table softly, Airi heaved a soft sigh. It was exhausting but other than that she enjoy doing it, well— she loves baking anyway so she hangs out in here most of the time. A few after the reply she send to Yixing, she patiently waited for his presence to grace the cafe. Tapping her fingers over the counter when the chimes jingles indicating a customer. She immediately straighten up and soon as her eyes landed at the him, she grinned widely. “There you are! Thank you, I’ll give this to her later. She’s currently out but she’ll be back later.” She informed him, handing the box to one of the staffs. “Come on, let’s get you situated.” Grabbing his wrist and leading him to one of the empty tables beside the window.

He beams widely upon her acceptance of the small treats. "Of course. I hope she's feeling better since the last time," he remarks, remembering that the last time he had seen her, the older woman was feeling under the weather. He follows her to the the table and sits across her. Soon enough a waiter brings two espressos. "Studying?" He asks her, taking a sip.

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“Probably.” He winks for a moment and laughs, cheeks red. “I don’t think I can drive though.” He pecks her nose.

She chuckles, pinching his nose lightly. “Look how red your cheeks is… come on let’s get you home. Hmm, I’ll drive, give me your keys.” She nods, opening her palm.

"We don't even have to drive..." He cheekily suggests, grabbing her wrist from behind, hugging her waist when she stops, kissing her ear.

Streets of Gangnam by Thomas Olsson

Yixing chuckles as he the girl fails to catch up with his ramblings, a little thankful as well. This way, she will always need to call him up to ask about it. Yes, let’s keep it like that. He nods to himself as he sits down, taking the utensils from the female. Without rushing, he twirls his spaghetti on his spoon and puts the creamy bundle in his mouth, chewing. Nodding, he finally makes a response, “Mm, my birthday is in about three months. I’ll wait patiently for a special meal, okay?”

Minha looked at him with a bright, child-like smile as he took a spoonful out from the bowl. Not long after, she looked down on her share, twirling the spaghetti with her fork before feeding herself. Her eyes widening slightly at how good it tasted, which is not a single bit surprising since he’s a chef. After swallowing, she quickly took another mouthful of spaghetti, chewing for a moment as she looked back at him. “Three months? I’ll have three months to practice then. I’ll give you a perfect meal, trust me!”

He nods as he bites, lips curling some as he looks back at the other. "Three months is good enough. Just a tip: I like pizza and pasta... apart from our Asian rice fare." Smiling, he continues his meal, chugging down occasionally the iced water he had prepared before. "So Minha, free day today? Don't you have a schedule?"

“I might…” He teases, rubbing his eyes. He speaks in a sleepy manner, eyes half-lidded. He feels pretty narcoleptic at the moment but he isn’t the sort to just fall down and pass out. “I think you should come down to the kitchen more often and bother your cook. But being one, I’d know how that can be a nuisance sometimes.” He snickers, glancing over as she comments on his ‘cute’ spacing out. “Ah,” he starts to blush, his flirting game zilch now his mind becomes groggy, folding his arm and tucking a hand under the other arm as he continues to help cool the cake down.

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“How long will it take for the cake to cool down? If you want I can finish up here and you can go take a nap, or even if you want to come back after you’ve gotten some sleep?” She was getting concerned. He was getting too sleepy to function at this point. “ I wouldn’t mind waiting for it the long way. I want to see you make this cake at your best.”

"No, it's fine. We might as well chat, right?" He lets the cake and mix set while he heads out of the kitchen with her, rubbing his face some. "I lost my cigarettes.. somewhere. Do you have any?" He feels a sudden craving, maybe from being indoors for too long. It is like his work routine, that he has to step outside for a while. "Anyway we should head outdoors. The sun will be up soon. There's no point in sleeping." He persists on with a smile.

perfection ❣ yixing + sora

Yixing looked daggers at the mature male who finally walked away from the woman he was in pursuit of. He started to feel a certain possessiveness in him growing even if he was just standing next to her. “I’m sorry for that but—are you okay?” He looked softly at the woman, brows knitted in concern. She’s too beautiful…

sora began to relax a bit more, though she wasn’t exactly certain if she should continue hanging out with this man. at the same time, he had “saved” her, and there was something endearing about that. “i’m fine,” she smiled, tucking her hair behind her ear once again out of habit. “thank you again,” she bowed her head politely as she extended a hand out at him. “i’m sora. kang sora. i don’t believe i caught your name,” she exclaimed, though she was absolutely certain that he hadn’t introduced himself yet.

He glances at the hand she offers, completely taken by her at this point. She seems so demure, so fragile, too. He wonders what it will be like to take care of her. The mere idea of her being with another male makes him uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable. "You're welcome," he offers a smile. "Yixing. Zhang Yixing. I moved here for work. And your name, wow. Your name is lovely. Sora-ssi. Nice to meet you. And sorry for my rashness; I merely wanted to help him get off your back." He chuckles, seemingly sheepish.

#au:tpg #mcofrps

“A fashion company. That sounds amazing. If you get to Japan, it’ll be a big advancement as their fashion industry is pretty large, too.” He beams. “I work in Gangnam, actually. I’m one of the head chefs at Din Tai Fung.” He follows her to the sofa, sitting next to her, sipping on his drink.

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she sit down next to him as she tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, she look at him and smile “really? well maybe someday i can come to your work place for lunch then?” she giggles and look at him “by the way Yixing-sshi how old are you?” she lean back against the sofa and crossed her legs

"Yeah, surely. I'll be looking forward to it." He smirks, an arm resting on the back of the couch between him and her. "I'd ask you to guess but a lot of people get it right. I'm turning 24 in October this year. Well, 25 in Korean years. Am I oppa, then?"

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"The party’s in the middle of us, actually.” He bites o his bottom lip, smiling.

Poking his cheek softly, laughing. “I think you consumed too much alcohol already. Should we get out of here?”

"Probably." He winks for a moment and laughs, cheeks red. "I don't think I can drive though." He pecks her nose.

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#sooo mun is having din tai fung now yay. and the funny part is ive never had it before... only tried it after rping yixing as a dtf chef!!

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“I don’t want you to fall face first in the whipped cream. Well not until we get it on the cake first. I could probably eat around your face.” She chuckles softly at her joke. “I would never kick you out. I enjoy having you in my kitchen. Plus the cooks never let me join in on the cooking fun.” She glimpses at him out of her peripheral. “That look is so spacy. It’s almost cute.”

“I might...” He teases, rubbing his eyes. He speaks in a sleepy manner, eyes half-lidded. He feels pretty narcoleptic at the moment but he isn’t the sort to just fall down and pass out. “I think you should come down to the kitchen more often and bother your cook. But being one, I’d know how that can be a nuisance sometimes.” He snickers, glancing over as she comments on his ‘cute’ spacing out. “Ah,” he starts to blush, his flirting game zilch now his mind becomes groggy, folding his arm and tucking a hand under the other arm as he continues to help cool the cake down.

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“I guess you can say I’m a night owl. I don’t require much sleep to function. It wouldn’t be right for me to have you prepare this cake and not help with the clean up.” She begins to gather up dishes and start her dishwater. “You look deep in thought? I hope its not me keeping you again.”

“Huh? Oh, no.” He will be lying if he says he isn’t sleepy. Being up this early in the wee hours makes him slightly dysfunctional, in all honesty. “Um, just a little sleepy,” he laughs. “But once I get to doing things I probably won’t be. And don’t even try to make me leave. I’m not leaving—yet. The cake is half done.” He busies himself with the washing alongside her, thinking about their little moment when he let her taste the cream off his finger earlier. Sneaky.

perfection ❣ yixing + sora

weddings really were a real bore, and sora was ready to go home. unfortunately, it seemed that the night was just getting started, and there was no way she was going to be able to slip out of here without the bride and groom stopping her from leaving. well, not that they would know, but she would certainly get a talking if they couldn’t find her by the end of the evening. she sighed softly, pulling out her phone to see if that could distract her for a bit, but it didn’t seem that that wasn’t working all too well either.

she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear as she looked around. maybe a walk would be good. she grabbed her glass of champagne and stood up, excusing herself from the table that she was at before she started to move away. however, before she had a chance to get very far, there was an old man, asking if she’d dance with him.

her first thought was, were people already dancing? her next thought, however, was why was this man asking her to dance? she declined. several times, but it didn’t seem that the man understood. at least not until another male came over and interrupted him, causing him to finally walk away. “t-t-thank you,” she noted, a tad scared with the words that he had used, but also thankful that he had gotten the old man away from her.

Yixing looked daggers at the mature male who finally walked away from the woman he was in pursuit of. He started to feel a certain possessiveness in him growing even if he was just standing next to her. “I’m sorry for that but—are you okay?” He looked softly at the woman, brows knitted in concern. She’s too beautiful...

#// yeah the random guy who approached her like in the trailer when the two first meet!#mcofrps #au:tpg #// and orz my starters are usually long dont mind the shortness!

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