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New album from Xiao Gui! Rest of the songs will be released later :’D

Gramarie Fluffy Headcanons

Requested by @akaimps

A/N. Oh my God, I'm so sorry this took me so much time. Between school being hectic and having no idea what to write period, this really should have come out sooner...

So, I’m not quite sure what ot5 gramarie includes… So I’m assuming that Zhou Rui is the other member you were talking about!

Also, this isn't edited, but will be within a week's time.

Genre: fluff

Zhu Xingjie

“...” Xingjie sighs deeply, arms folded on his chest.

“Squish, squish, squish,” you murmur continuously, like some sort of mantra. You sit in his lap, facing him as he reclines back on the black couch.

His eyes close and he exhales through his nose, frustrated. “Can you… By any chance… Stop squishing my cheeks?” he manages to warble through his compressed cheeks.

“No.” You continue squishing his cheeks, molding them forward and backwards and in circles. “You’re so squishy…” You’re practically cooing now.

“...” Xingjie sets his mouth in a straight line. “You’re lucky I love you, you know?”

“I know,” you respond before squishing his cheeks some more.

“You know I yelled at Justin and Zhenghao when they pinched my cheeks, right?”

“Yup. But you won’t yell at me, because you love me.” You pause from your squishing and smile down at him.

His hands go up to yours and gently keep them away from his cheeks. “Don’t you know it.”

“So soft…” You mumble as you reach for his cheeks.

Zhou Yanchen

A silky whisper fills the air of the practice room. Yanchen twists his body in front of the mirrors of the dance practice room.

Your eyes are drawn to the slender curve of his torso, the tilt to his head as he loses himself to the music. You sat in the corner of the room, your head resting on your knees which are pulled up to your chest.

He arches deeply, then cuts tightly through the air before breaking himself down. His crumpled up form lays on the ground, but he still dances along to the music.

You are entrapped in his performance. The choreography he came up with is easily the most breathtaking one yet.

The final strains of the music ring out and Yanchen holds his final pose for one, two, twenty seconds before ambling towards you. He collapses in your arms, placing his sweaty head against your chest, forcing you to rearrange your seating position.

“Ew, gross…” you say at his sweaty figure.

He rubs his hair into your face, and you squirm back, giggling, before reverting to silence.

Soon, you both fall asleep.

Wang Linkai

(the gif has nothing to do with the drabble but you make do with what you find I guess)

You knocked on the door of the bathroom. The shower had been running for the past hour or so, and you were starting to get worried about Xiao Gui, who was taking a shower. There was no answer.

“Linkai? Babe? You didn’t die, right?” You called out as you rapped your knuckles against the door.

Suddenly, the shower is shut off. You heard the sound of the curtain being pulled back, and the pitter-patter of feet. The door cracked open and Linkai poked his head out.

“Ten more minutes. Just ten more.” He then closed the door and waddled around inside.

Ten minutes later (no noise coming from the shower during this time period), the door to the bathroom opened and closed, and Linkai came out to join you.

You got up from your armchair. “Finally,” you said.

When you opened the bathroom door, you are not looking down, and are greeted by a surprise.

“Linkai!!” you yelled as your socks slowly absorb the water on the tiled floor left behind by his shower.

A giggle is heard from the other room. He knew that his habit of not wiping himself off or wiping down the floor annoyed you.

Zhang Yankai

A/N. I know absolutely nothing about him, ghghgh…

Anyways, when trying to search up things for him there was his audition where he spoke about his mother essentially ‘nagging’ him about his height and I thought that was pretty cute sooooo…

“Yes mom. Yes, I’ve been staying away from foods that make me grow taller… Yes, I’ve stopped drinking as much milk...No, I haven’t even touched chicken…” Yankai was on the phone with his mom. She had been worried that if he grew taller he would have less job opportunities because he would come off as intimidating.

She wanted him to stick to a strict diet that would cut out as many of those harmful foods that encouraged growth. However, Yankai wasn’t sticking to the diet.

Yankai lifted the glass up to his lips. “Yes, I haven’t grown in the past week. I checked yesterday.” He swallowed the milk that he had in his cup.

In fact, he hadn’t stuck to any of the diet. Not that he was going to tell him mom that.

“Ok, love you too, I’ll call you soon.” He hanged up the phone, wiping away fake droplets of sweat from his forehead.

“It’s hilarious how you manage to lie to your mom so effortlessly,” you said when he hangs up.

“Only about the unimportant things,” he replied before throwing you a huge smile. “C’mon, let’s go to that new chicken place, I hear it’s delicious.”

“My little rebel.” You pat his head affectionately, before grabbing your keys and dragging him through the front door.

Zhou Rui

Song Fic: “Falling Slowly” from Once

Zhou Rui hummed to himself. He was looking forward to his performance. He was planning on playing the guitar and singing at a small cafe tonight, similar to something out of One Tree Hill.

He paused to look in the mirror, trying to decide what he would wear that evening. He put on a flowy white shirt and black leather pants. He took a stip of his hair and braided it.

The day slowly faded into night, and Zhou Rui is getting ready to go. He spritzed on a dash of cologne, and picked up his guitar. During the car ride to the café, he warmed up his vocal chords while keeping both hands on the wheel.

He set up his affairs at the cafe, and smiles at you from where you stand behind the counter wiping dry a cup.

Sitting in the chair in front of the mic, he strummed out the first chords of his song.

“I don’t know you, but I want you all the more for that.”

He sang looking straight at you.

“Words fall through me, and always fool me, and I can’t react.”

His gaze was soft, softer than a kitten’s fur, and you are filled with a blooming, warm feeling.

“Falling slowly, sing your melody, I’ll sing along.”

He finished the song, and took his gaze from your eyes to the crowd before him.