Week one, challenge one: Home
Title: Home
Pairing: Tao/Sehun
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff
Length: 642 words
Summary: Zitao thinks Seoul might be his new home because he misses it - and China doesn't seem that great anymore.
23. Write a pairing you've never written before
It's late when they finally arrive to their dorm in China. They had a flight in the morning to Korea and now they are back. It's been less than 24 hours - even if they seemed endless and terrible tiring - and everyone wants to sleep.
Zitao is tired, Zitao is exausted, Zitao just wants to sleep for a week but he already misses Seoul way too much to rest. He lays on his bed, hearing his manager snore lightly and the cars passing by on the streets. This is his home country: it's where he his beloved family lives, where the language is familiar and he doesn't have to try hard to say the right words because he is sure they will understand him (except for Minseok and Jongdae - but they are trying really hard and Zitao doesn't mind to teach them because they were there for him (they still help him) when he was trying to learn how to speak Korean). But Korea gave him an important part of his life, EXO.
It was obvious that he was close to the Chinese members because they had a lot in common. They were foreigners, trying to make it in the Korean music scene. There is competition but they need to support each other because they are the closest they have to home. But the whole group had welcomed him and he couldn't imagine himself without any of the members.
That's why he hated when they were promoting as two subunits. He missed EXO-K, he missed Sehun.
He didn't know how it started; when he figured out, he was already in love with the younger. His first conversations were awkward and difficult because of the language barrier. But that didn't stop them from being friends. Zitao found his company incredibly relaxing and joyful; it was nice to be around someone who he didn't have to be careful with.
They started to go out for bubble tea with Lu Han - that they would jokingly call their personal translator, as he was fluent in both languages - but soon they were doing it all by themselves, learning more Chinese and Korean than they had ever did in the past months (because they wanted to talk to each other way too much). Those were their secret dates, that no one knew about - even if Yifan would smile at them, when they were back to the dorm, giggling and holding hands (“It’s cold outside, hyung!” Sehun would complain, trying to explain the closeness between them).
Tao figured out it would be useless to try to sleep. He got up and he went to the kitchen to get something to drink. His mother was always telling him that tea was a great way to get warmer and to feel comforted.
He would also do that with Sehun. When they were both stressed and tired, they would sneak to the kitchen and drink some warm tea. They didn’t talk a lot; they had spent the whole day doing interviews and talking to fans and they needed some silence - even the older, with his bright, cheerful and talkative personality (no one had ever told him that being an idol was that hard).
It was a surprise to hear his phone ring. It was even a bigger surprise to see the name on the screen.
Sehunnie is calling.
He immediately picked up. He was waiting to hear his voice since he had got into the plane just a few hours ago.
“I know it’s late but I missed you, Tao. And, if you don’t feel the same you can forget about this in the morning but I think I might be in love with you and… I can’t wait until you come back here.”
Zitao had never felt so happy in his whole life.
“I can’t wait to come back home, Sehun.”
Pairing: Tao/Sehun
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff
Length: 642 words
Summary: Zitao thinks Seoul might be his new home because he misses it - and China doesn't seem that great anymore.
23. Write a pairing you've never written before
It's late when they finally arrive to their dorm in China. They had a flight in the morning to Korea and now they are back. It's been less than 24 hours - even if they seemed endless and terrible tiring - and everyone wants to sleep.
Zitao is tired, Zitao is exausted, Zitao just wants to sleep for a week but he already misses Seoul way too much to rest. He lays on his bed, hearing his manager snore lightly and the cars passing by on the streets. This is his home country: it's where he his beloved family lives, where the language is familiar and he doesn't have to try hard to say the right words because he is sure they will understand him (except for Minseok and Jongdae - but they are trying really hard and Zitao doesn't mind to teach them because they were there for him (they still help him) when he was trying to learn how to speak Korean). But Korea gave him an important part of his life, EXO.
It was obvious that he was close to the Chinese members because they had a lot in common. They were foreigners, trying to make it in the Korean music scene. There is competition but they need to support each other because they are the closest they have to home. But the whole group had welcomed him and he couldn't imagine himself without any of the members.
That's why he hated when they were promoting as two subunits. He missed EXO-K, he missed Sehun.
He didn't know how it started; when he figured out, he was already in love with the younger. His first conversations were awkward and difficult because of the language barrier. But that didn't stop them from being friends. Zitao found his company incredibly relaxing and joyful; it was nice to be around someone who he didn't have to be careful with.
They started to go out for bubble tea with Lu Han - that they would jokingly call their personal translator, as he was fluent in both languages - but soon they were doing it all by themselves, learning more Chinese and Korean than they had ever did in the past months (because they wanted to talk to each other way too much). Those were their secret dates, that no one knew about - even if Yifan would smile at them, when they were back to the dorm, giggling and holding hands (“It’s cold outside, hyung!” Sehun would complain, trying to explain the closeness between them).
Tao figured out it would be useless to try to sleep. He got up and he went to the kitchen to get something to drink. His mother was always telling him that tea was a great way to get warmer and to feel comforted.
He would also do that with Sehun. When they were both stressed and tired, they would sneak to the kitchen and drink some warm tea. They didn’t talk a lot; they had spent the whole day doing interviews and talking to fans and they needed some silence - even the older, with his bright, cheerful and talkative personality (no one had ever told him that being an idol was that hard).
It was a surprise to hear his phone ring. It was even a bigger surprise to see the name on the screen.
Sehunnie is calling.
He immediately picked up. He was waiting to hear his voice since he had got into the plane just a few hours ago.
“I know it’s late but I missed you, Tao. And, if you don’t feel the same you can forget about this in the morning but I think I might be in love with you and… I can’t wait until you come back here.”
Zitao had never felt so happy in his whole life.
“I can’t wait to come back home, Sehun.”