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《 ★ @rkohsehun 》 when he first moved to korea, he was confused by the drink for the longest time. cider. isn’t it apples then? apples and cider were synonymous to him but he also thought of cider as alcohol so he went through weeks of his classmates talking about and drinking chilsung cider around him without yixing asking a single thing until he felt comfortable enough about being the new kid. it was meeting and having friends like sehun that built up yixing’s confidence back then and even now.
unbeknownst to them, yixing relies on the convex members for his confidence. he doesn’t have to ask for it, doesn’t say much about it, but whenever he sees the other members, he feels it— he knows and feels that, as leader, he needs to be confident so he is. maybe he wouldn’t have gone a day not knowing what chilsung cider was when he was younger if he met all of the members back then.
aa, no that’s not right. there’s no maybe about it. he wouldn’t have gone a single day without knowing because he would’ve asked, would feel comfortable enough from the start because this is their family now, whether they accepted it right away or not. knocking on sehun’s door when he comes back from the photoshoot, yixing jokingly holds out a competitor’s drink with a cheeky grin. “do you get in trouble if i take a picture of you with this?” but he has a chilsung cider just behind his back in his other hand. of course he went out and bought some when he found out sehun was going to help promote them, even if it’s momentary.