band au;
[ yingxing exhales hard.
his ears still ring with the music, his blood thrumming with excitement. for all the years that highcloud has been together now, he never really tires of this work. he loves what he does, loves his bandmates no matter how often they butt heads, loves everything about their music. it's hard work, exhausting even at the best of times, and there are certainly many downsides to fame and celebrity status, but this.. playing together, making music, performing, he's passionate about it. the riches and fame are secondary to doing what he loves.
they're halfway through their rehearsal now, splitting up to take a break and rehydrate, and it's as he's guzzling down some water from a bottle that yingxing spots dan heng, dan feng's quiet, elusive little brother.
they've met before, but only briefly, only in passing. while dan heng is supportive of his brother and the band, he's a bit of a recluse, and he's never really gone out of his way to interact with any of them beyond dan feng - so what's he doing here right now? yingxing can't resist the urge to pester him, not when he knows he might not get the chance to again for some time now.
so, wiping sweat from his brow, yingxing wanders toward the table where dan heng has set up shop, surrounded by books and papers, lit by the glow of his laptop and tablet. ]
Long time no see.
[ entirely uninvited, yingxing pulls up a seat across from dan heng, straddling it backwards, leaning his forearms on the back of the steel chair. his hair is wild and his skin is flushed and dewy with sweat, adrenaline still pumping, his grin broad and easy. ]
Surprised you can concentrate with all this noise.
his ears still ring with the music, his blood thrumming with excitement. for all the years that highcloud has been together now, he never really tires of this work. he loves what he does, loves his bandmates no matter how often they butt heads, loves everything about their music. it's hard work, exhausting even at the best of times, and there are certainly many downsides to fame and celebrity status, but this.. playing together, making music, performing, he's passionate about it. the riches and fame are secondary to doing what he loves.
they're halfway through their rehearsal now, splitting up to take a break and rehydrate, and it's as he's guzzling down some water from a bottle that yingxing spots dan heng, dan feng's quiet, elusive little brother.
they've met before, but only briefly, only in passing. while dan heng is supportive of his brother and the band, he's a bit of a recluse, and he's never really gone out of his way to interact with any of them beyond dan feng - so what's he doing here right now? yingxing can't resist the urge to pester him, not when he knows he might not get the chance to again for some time now.
so, wiping sweat from his brow, yingxing wanders toward the table where dan heng has set up shop, surrounded by books and papers, lit by the glow of his laptop and tablet. ]
Long time no see.
[ entirely uninvited, yingxing pulls up a seat across from dan heng, straddling it backwards, leaning his forearms on the back of the steel chair. his hair is wild and his skin is flushed and dewy with sweat, adrenaline still pumping, his grin broad and easy. ]
Surprised you can concentrate with all this noise.
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You don't have to say anything, [ he responds quietly, and he presses another kiss against his skin before curling into him and just breathing, letting himself relax for the first time in the better part of a week. What Yingxing came from... it doesn't matter to him.
The only thing that matters that they're here now, like this.
...And like this they stay for a little while, curled up and just enjoying one another until with a soft, reluctant sigh, Dan Heng stretches, looks up at Yingxing. ]
As much as I've enjoyed the last week... I probably need to think about heading back home. Everything's probably a complete mess.
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but the time soon comes when dan heng withdraws, and yingxing knew it was coming, but it'll still be sad to see him go. for the best, really - this is still incredibly new between them, they can't rush into seeing each other every single day. they have to date like normal people, and besides, they can hang out any time they like.. well, busy schedules allowing.
so yingxing sits up, tossing a grin over his shoulder, and offering a hand. ]
It'll be quiet here by myself for awhile, heh, but I'm sure you've got a lot of backed up work to get to.
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Mm... going home will be strange, too. [ If he were Stelle, he might make some silly comment about being without his personal chef. A way to separate himself from it a little, to make it easier. But while he can be awkward with his feelings at times, he still wants to be honest, and so he doesn't do that. Instead, he takes the other's hand, and squeezes it. ] I'll miss you, but.. yeah, I do. I know you do, too.
[ Those skipped practices didn't go unnoticed, after all. ]
Besides, we can..
[ A pause. Ugh. How does he say this? ]
I'd like to see you again soon, though. If that's okay.
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Mm. I'd like that, too.
[ he says, leaning in to bunt their foreheads playfully together. ]
I meant it when I said I wanted to continue this.
[ he wasn't sure if dan heng would want to as well, once his heat wore away, but.. he's glad to find that his desires haven't changed. they'll have a lot to navigate, and it'll be difficult, but.. worth it, he thinks. ]
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He sighs, and tightens his grip on the other man's hands for just a moment. ]
Good. Because I meant it too. So... we'll figure it out from here.
[ Ugh. He's stalling. It's obvious he's stalling. He doesn't want to go home, even though he needs to. Study catch-up aside, he's pretty confident he left a sweaty pile of clothes on the floor... ]
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if things continue to progress well, they'll revisit having a place together. until then, dan heng can visit any time he needs. they'll see each other often enough, the band doesn't go on tour until next year. there's time. ]
We will. Thanks for trusting me.
[ he says, pressing a kiss to dan heng's lips, then another, slow and soft. ]
C'mon, let's get you home.
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Yeah, [ he agrees, and he opens the door—
and perhaps the problem with his smile is that one of all of three other people who knows him well enough to completely understand is the exact person standing in front of the door as it opens to let him out, arms folding over his chest.
Dan Heng's steps grind to a halt, and his mouth opens a little too far. ]
Uh. Gege.
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yes. gege.
dan feng responds, his eyes narrowing as he glances from dan heng to yingxing to dan heng again, his fury only barely concealed. yingxing's mouth drops open, and he is at a complete loss for words for a moment, soon clearing his throat and running a hand back through his pale hair, his face hot. few people can put the fear of the gods into him like dan feng can. normally yingxing is one of the only people who can handle him during one of his rants, but this time dan feng's anger is pointed at him.
this time, he knows he's fucked up. ]
A-ah.. Dan Feng - [ he starts, clears his throat again. ] You're.. Dan Heng was just -
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[ He pitches in, finishes Yingxing's statement even as he trails to a dead halt, because there's no point in lying, not when it will only make things worse for them both to do so. His breath shudders as he takes it, but he keeps his eyes on his brother's face all the same, not allowing himself to back down despite how furious Dan Feng looks. ]
I suppose you can see for yourself that yes, this is the friend whose house I went to. [ Then, gentle but insistent in tone: ] I told you it was someone I trusted, right?
[ It's not much of an argument, but it's the only one he has. Dan Feng should trust Yingxing too, hasn't he always? ]
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trusted. you trusted a man over a decade your senior, who should have known better than to take advantage of you.
yingxing flinches, but doesn't argue it, only sighs through his nose. he and dan feng trust each other, yes, which is all the more reason that yingxing should have thought twice about this, about how dan feng might feel about it, about the fact that dan heng is young, was in heat - ugh. it's trust that he's damaged, now. ]
Ah-Feng, I..
[ dan feng shakes his head, steps forward to take dan heng's wrist, standing between the two of them.
don't ah-feng me. you deliberately hid this from me. how am i supposed to feel about that? come - let's go. ]
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No, wait.
[ If he didn't expect opposition, he certainly won't expect defiance, the determination written into his younger brother's eyes as he looks between the two of them. ]
This isn't Yingxing's fault. I know I'm young, but I'm the one who made the choice to come here. I'm the one who asked for help. And it... [ Well, they were going to have to tell him eventually... ] it wasn't only about my heat anyway, gege. I came here because I wanted to.
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his expression softens.
.. you're confused, Dan Heng. A first heat is always this way.
his grasp on dan heng's wrist tightens, trying to keep him close. he's angry, yes, and clearly feeling betrayed, but he loves dan heng more than anyone, and his concern is clear.
yingxing, meanwhile, keeps his gaze down. what can he say? his guilt tells him that dan feng is entirely correct, that he shouldn't have taken dan heng to bed, that he was an idiot to even think it wasn't anything but him being a horny creep. ]
Ah-Feng, we weren't planning to keep it a secret. We were going to tell you, just - just after.
[ dan feng shoots him a hard look.
I think you've done enough, haven't you? ]
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His free hand lifts, covers the hand grasping at his wrist, and this time there's less wilfulness in his gaze but something quieter, more logical. ]
Please don't—I'm not confused, ge. I've liked Yingxing for a long time. well before my first heat. And.. he's telling the truth. Actually, he was the one who insisted we had to tell you. I just wanted to get through my heat first. I—we both—understand that the situation is difficult, and that it would need a discussion, but my heat was the wrong time to do that, so...
[ He sighs. ]
I'm not expecting you to like this right away, but don't be angry with him when I was the one who came here in the first place.
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Didi, whether or not you came here on your own doesn't matter. You weren't -
in a place to consent. not properly. he came to yingxing under duress, and as an older, more responsible man, yingxing should have turned him away. that dan heng has been interested in him for a long time.. dan feng sighs, and rubs his face with his free hand.
No, I don't like it, and I cannot fathom how you could think I wouldn't be angry with him, but I see you're going to be stubborn about this, and I'm too exhausted to argue any further.
he's been working hard all week, after all, between worrying himself sick over dan heng.
Just.. you used protection, yes?
yingxing freezes. ]
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After all, Dan Feng always told him not to chase after rock stars.
It seems like it might be over enough that they can leave it for another day, when...
you used protection, yes?
...and even if he thought he could possibly brush the topic off, the way Yingxing freezes just behind him makes the answer far too evident.
Dan Heng sighs. Maybe if he frames it in a positive light... ]
I'm on the pill. And T. Between them they should be enough but just in case, we started using condoms after the first night, and I made an appointment with my physician.
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You..
silence follows. it is not a good silence. it is not a pleasant, comfortable silence. dan feng looks positively murderous.
After the first night.
dan feng's jaw clenches tightly, his burning gaze fixed on yingxing with laser focus, the tips of his long ears hot red. ah, and they were so close to meeting in the middle here, in a way. almost. almost. releasing dan heng's wrist, he stalks to yingxing, his voice eerily calm.
You had better pray every night that your negligence did not bear fruit.
yingxing's throat works around a deep swallow. he knows dan feng well enough to know that he shouldn't argue. not about this. the two of them bicker quite often, but this is entirely different. ]
.. Understood.
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[ Like his brother, Dan Heng has started to turn red—though in his case, it's out of embarrassment. If he sounds mortified when he speaks, it's because he is... and yet there's nothing else for him to say. He can't argue, not about this—not when he knows that with this at least they've made a mistake. But..
Fuck, this whole thing is the worst kind of mess.
He looks over at Yingxing, pained apology written onto his expression. It's an apology owed, but no doubt saying it aloud will just make things even worse. He can only hope the older man sees it, understands.
And that he's not pregnant.
And that he can find a way to talk Dan Feng around. ]
Gege, [ he says, his voice soft. And because he thinks it's the only way of getting out of here with Yingxing alive: ] Can we go?
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it's fine. he's suffered dan feng's wrath before, he'll suffer it again.
Oh, now you want to go.
he says sharply, then sighs, because it's dan heng, and he can't be angry with him for very long, especially when he sounds soft like that. with one last scathing look toward yingxing, he takes dan feng's hand and stalks back through the doorway.
Let's go. ]
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The younger brother wonders, mutinously, if he intends to lock him up there, like some princess in a faerie tale or other immersia.
But he doesn't say anything, not until they're in Dan Feng's car, answering silence with silence until the door shuts behind his older brother, until the engine starts with a low hum. ]
You weren't there to see his face, gege. [ His voice is quiet, but his tone is decisive. Sure. ] He was horrified. It hadn't crossed his mind at all. And I... as much as you're hoping I'm not pregnant, I'm hoping that even more, but...
[ He frowns. How is he meant to word this? ]
That shock tells me he wasn't just being careless. It was more that.. it's like he didn't think about it because he still saw me as man, despite all the physical evidence to the contrary.
[ He looks up at his brother with a small, tentative smile. ]
And if that's true, it makes me happy.
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but he still listens. tries to understand, even if he's still furious. ]
Dan Heng..
[ another sigh, and dan feng frowns through the windshield as he stops at an intersection. ]
I know you're technically an adult, but you're still so young. How can you know what happiness with another person is, yet? You've never even dated before. You haven't even dated him.
[ his brow furrows, and now that his anger has fizzled away a bit, all that's left is stark concern. dan heng is smart, he's so smart, but he's also very, very naive in many ways, and that can be dangerous. in the end, he'll have to make his own mistakes to learn, but accidentally getting pregnant when he's barely old enough to drink is a big way to learn. ]
Whether or not he was careless, in the end, is irrelevant. He took you to bed, someone over ten years younger than him who couldn't properly consent - that alone was a poor choice, let alone not even thinking to use protection, regardless of your gender. What if you caught something from him? He's a rock star, didi.
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...Are you saying I don't actually know that what I'm feeling is happiness? I was talking about one small thing, gege, I wasn't doing that stupid lovelorn thing you seem to think I'm doing. I don't know what happiness is with another person, but I won't ever know that if I don't give myself a chance. Right?
[ It's logical, he thinks... but so too is what Dan Feng says next, poiting out the mistakes Yingxing made—the mistakes they both made. ]
What does it matter if it was a poor choice? It was a mistake. It wasn't something he did on purpose. We know we started things backward and...
[ Ugh. He feels like he's on the back foot here. Defense, defense, defense. Is there any way that his older brother can possibly understand just how much he likes Yingxing? ]
We talked about it, actually. We... we'd both like to try going on dates.
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[ he's known about dan heng's little crush on his favorite rock star for awhile, which is why dan feng had eyed yingxing the moment he started making moves on his little brother. it's a delicate power dynamic, one between a celebrity and a fan, and he doesn't want to see dan heng hurt because of it.
of course, he loves and trusts yingxing, but.. much of that trust has been damaged, now.
dan feng sighs, closing his eyes for a brief moment until the light changes, and he begins to glide forward again. ]
Didi.. I had one ask. And that ask was to stay away from rock stars. Even my own friends.
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That's... that's different. March bought that for me, it wasn't...
[ He sighs, and leans forward in his seat, closing his eyes. ]
I know. But I can't... this isn't really... I can't control who I like, gege. I wasn't looking for this to happen. But I... but he just...
[ Another sigh, as Dan Heng shakes his head. ]
I'm sorry, gege.
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they slide into the driveway, and dan feng puts the car in park. ]
.. I suppose if you are going to be dating a rock star, one that I know is better than one that I do not.
[ he says, softly, then reaches to place a hand over one of dan heng's. ]
I know I can't stop you. Especially not now. Just.. please. Be careful.
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I...
[ He's not sure what he was expecting, but it certainly wasn't for Dan Feng to soften as quickly as he has. He turns his hand, wraps his fingers around his brother's. ]
I will be, I promise. I just...
[ Another sigh as he shakes his head. ]
Thank you for... for trying to understand, gege. I know it's not what you want for me, but...
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