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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>" Somebody out there was made for you, and I’ve been hoping for it for almost 5 years now, and yes I do like you more than friends do but I know it’s not me, and it will never be me. I hope you’re happy, Chengcheng. "<br></strong><br>Dismissing the other words left in the message, Chengcheng found himself in a daze, almost in awe as he couldn't keep his gaze off of his phone. Justin? The same boy who would kick him every single morning to wake him up? The Justin Huang that would only laugh at him when he chokes on his food? The Huang Minghao that curses at him as if he was a demon. The Justin Huang Minghao that he had been spending most of his life to be known as his best friend was in love with him?<br><br>Chengcheng was gripping tightly onto his phone, until he feels the vibration in his palm, his ringtone going off as an incoming call was seen. It was from Justin. Could he even answer him right now? In his glory of feeling betrayed, lied to, joked on, and so on and so forth. Could Chengcheng still have the courage to talk to who was once he called as his best friend?<br><br>Swiping to the the left of his screen, he declined the call, throwing his head backwards until he felt it hit the bed rest, closing his eyes as he tries not to snap at any moment. Why was he this mad? <br><br>Staring at their long-due conversation, Chengcheng began to type his emotions, not restraining himself at any cost.<br><br><strong>Hey Justin.<br>You want me to be honest, right? Then let me be honest. <br>Do know that I fucking hate you so much right now.<br>Have you ever heard of this one song that goes-<br>Oh screw it you're a dumbass, I'll just type it out for you even if I'm too lazy to do so.<br><br>{ </strong>How long will I love you<br>As long as stars are above you<br>And longer if I can<strong> } <br><br>Remember last year? During our prom? Did I go?<br><br></strong><em>"You going to buy a suit for prom?" Justin nudges his elbow teasingly, before quickly wrapping his arms around Chengcheng's torso, resting his chin on the elder's chin.<br><br>"Yeah, I was about to."&nbsp; Chengcheng turns his head to the younger, ruffling his hair to mess it up which earned a whine of displeasure from Justin.<br><br>"Okay. Take care." Justin grins, unclasping from the embrace as Chengcheng playfully tried to remove Justin off of him like the clingy koala he was.<br><br>The very next day, the exact same day where Chengcheng was all in his formal glory, face styled up neatly, wearing probably one of the most expensive suit out there, he would have preferred to spend it on McDonald's rather than a whole useless suit. Chengcheng was already on his way to the supposed event only for him to receive a call from Justin.<br><br>"What do you want?" Chengcheng mocked his tone to make it seem like he was annoyed but felt guilty as soon as he hears Justin's rough, almost weak voice, laughing.<br><br>"No need to be so snappy. Just wanted to know if you're about to-" Then he was interrupted by a cough, and then a sneeze. "To tell you to be careful and don't get drunk, you're a kid, ge." Something was wrong with Justin and before he could even think of anything, he ends the call, telling the driver to go to Justin's house instead of the venue.<br><br>He then receives a message from Justin saying,<br><br>[ FAN CHENGCHENG. HOW DARE YOU END THE CALL ON ME. I HATE YOU. DIE.]<br><br>It brought a smile to Chengcheng's face, because Justin was probably bipolar, one moment he said 'be careful' in such a sweet motherly voice, and now he's telling Chengcheng to die, aish this kid really.<br><br>As soon as they arrived on Justin's crib, per se, Chengcheng pressed the button on the car to lower the glass window, squinting as he sees Justin wrapped with a thick blanket, looking devastating and ill, furiously typing on his keyboard and Chengcheng then noticed those furious typing was for him, his phone kept on buzzing and buzzing, message after message. <br><br>[ FU XI XI. ]<br>[ FANC EHGCHENG IS THSI FRIENDHSIP OVER?]<br>[ UGH I HTAT EOYU SO MUCH IM GONAN BLAME OYU IF I DIE RIGHT NOW]<br>[ BITCH rePLY]<br><br>Chengcheng steps out of the car, staring up at Justin before going through their front door first.<br><br>"Chengcheng?" Justin's mother answered the door and Justin was still furiously typing and spamming his phone.<br><br>"Can I see Justin?" He politely asked, already pleading with both his palms clasped.<br><br>"Oh, yes of course, but what's the suit for, dear?" Justin's mother teased before letting him in.<br><br>Chengcheng was quick to yell a 'thank you!' before rushing his way to Justin's room, not even bothering to knock as he barged through the door, kicking it open like a spy before he playfully raises his finger as if it was a gun, pointing it to Justin who was now eyes wide open, mouth gaping, as if he saw a ghost and they remained looking like that for a good two minutes before Chengcheng rolled his eyes.<br><br>"Are you just gonna stare at me or do I need to leave?" Chengcheng mumbles hesitantly, pointing to the door.<br><br>"HOLY FUCK. CHENGCHENG, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Justin yells, voice cracking from his colds before he scrambles off to jump into Chengcheng's arms.<br><br>"I... came to... see you?" Chengcheng pauses word after word before he wraps his arms around Justin, pulling him closer as he nuzzle his nose on the younger's locks, holding him tighter as he noticed how uncomfortably warm Justin was.<br><br>The moment he noticed Justin was shivering, he unclasped from the hug, removing his coat off of him, wrapping it around the younger. "Idiot. Why didn't you even say you were sick?" Chengcheng nags at him, but his voice was surprisingly soft, concern washed on his face as he cups Justin's cheeks, and he was hoping the tinting of Justin's cheeks weren't just from his fever.<br><br>"You had a prom, I knew you'd be doing this if I told you." Justin reasons out before ending it with a small cough, pouting at the end of his coughing fit. <br><br>"Well great! You made me missed my prom too!" Chengcheng rolls his eyes and as soon as he sees the guilt on Justin's face, he was expecting to receive a knockdown from the younger but Justin only looked down, smiling sadly. "I'm sorry, should I tell our driver to drive you now there? Thank you for checking up on me." Justin mumbles, unconsciously gripping onto the Chengcheng's coat on his body.<br><br>"I.. no I was kidding, I'd rather stay here with you." Chengcheng coughs, pursing his lips and when he saw Justin look up at him, the smile he received was too blinding.<br><br>"Are you kidding me?" Justin asks in disbelief, staring at the wide open door before he furrows his brows. "Are you gonna run away from me while saying that? Not cool." Justin adds, crossing his arms.<br><br>"No." Chengcheng shakes his eyes, blinking before Justin just literally drags him back to his balcony. <br><br>"Good." Justin then says as soon as they were seated on the ground, with Justin staring up at the night sky.<br><br>Chengcheng made a mistake to look up as well, because he probably would have already squealed at the beauty he was seeing, but the moment he stares right back at Justin. He still thinks the younger was way more beautiful than any star that existed up above the skies.<br><br>"Hey, Justin." Chengcheng calls out. The fact that they were both just sitting beside each other, staring up at the sky with Chengcheng wearing a suit, it would be enough for his hopeless romantic ass to think everything was romantic, far romantic than the prom he was about to attend to.<br><br>"What?" Justin turns to face him, eyes still sparkling despite the obvious glint of sickness and fatigue. <br><br>"Stop playing Mobile Legends." He hisses before Justin shuts him up quickly.<br>"I was kidding, I just wanna say. This date isn't free. You owe me another one the next time around." Chengcheng grins and the night ended with Justin yelling a 'i'M GONNA PUSH YOU OFF AND YOU DIE.'<br><br></em><strong>Heck no bitch. I did not. Remember Christmas of last year? Did you give me a gift?<br><br></strong>{ How long will I need you<br>As long as the seasons need to<br>Follow their plan }<em><br><br>"Chengcheeeeng!" Justin yells from god knows wherever he was. They were currently on Chengcheng's place because it was Christmas and their parents are pretty close to each other because they were brothers and Justin insisted to sleepover because they haven't been doing it /which was a lie because they probably do it about three days in a week-/. <br><br>"What the heck did you DO this time?" Chengcheng goes downstairs, looking for Justin as he yells only to see Justin struggling with the gifts, because well, he was being squashed by boxes and boxes of gifts.<br><br>Staring at the clock, Chengcheng stares at it, it was close to 12 midnight and Justin was still a mess, will always be a mess. Snickering as he made his way to help the younger. Through laughing fits, they both succeeded saving Justin before Justin was quick to envelope him for a hug. "Merry Christmas." Justin whispers, hugging the elder closer.<br><br>Chengcheng was taken aback, they rarely ever had these moments and whenever they had these moments, Chengcheng swears he cherishes all of it.<br><br>"Merry Christmas." Chengcheng mumbles against Justin's hair. <br><br>"I'm sorry." Justin continues, face contorting in distress as they pull away. <br>"Huh?" Chengcheng asks in genuine confusion.<br><br>"I don't have a gift.. I tried making cupcakes but-" Justin started rambling only for Chengcheng to cut him off. <br><br>"Shut up. You do." Chengcheng hisses, waving a dismissive hand.<br><br>"I.. don't.." Justin furrows his browns.<br><br>"You, you're the gift." Chengcheng grins, flicking Justin's forehead.<br><br></em><strong>So dumbass, did you? You said you didn't but it was you. The gift was you. </strong><em><br></em><br><br><strong>Remember when I first told you about my girlfriend? You were so enthusiastic. Do you know whose fault all of this was? Justin. It was all you. I was so </strong><strong><em>so </em></strong><strong>madly in love with you since god knows when but you kept brushing me off! You're the reason why I fell for her. You're the reason why I didn't uttered a word. God, I hate you so much. You kept on urging me to date her, you kept on urging me to say my feelings for her and yes I fell for her because you seemed happy about it. Your happiness was way more important than whatever I could ever have, Minghao.<br><br></strong>{<strong> </strong>How long will I want you<br>As long as you want me to<br>And longer by far }<strong><br><br>"</strong><em>Chengcheng.." They were standing in front of each other, it was Chengcheng and his girlfriend's three month anniversary and Justin was right in front of him. <br><br>"I'm so glad you found the one." Justin grins, nodding his head repeatedly before he clears his throat. "You better treat her right." Justin playfully glares before letting out a laugh. <br><br>"Thank you." Chengcheng answers, voice hesitant and the air between them was so quiet and Chengcheng thought he had completely moved on from Justin. Moved on from his useless feelings for his best friend. Though, the moment he sees Justin's smile, the same smile that Chengcheng had tripped himself into his own feet not just once, nor twice but a hundred thousand times.<br><br>Chengcheng could only stare as he stares at Justin walking away from him. <br><br></em><strong>It was your own fault. It was you. <br><br>Sent 3:32 AM <br><br></strong>As soon as Chengcheng pressed the sent button, he didn't hesitated to call Justin and once he picked up, he had to say the words he had to say before Justin could read his shitty letter of frustration for loving his very own best friend.<br><br>"Chengcheng I'm so-" Justin starts, voice breaking and Chengcheng knows Justin was crying and he didn't want to talk to this kind of Justin.<br>"Shut up. Let me finish." Chengcheng demands, Justin responded with a sob. <br>"You know. I can never just be your best friend, not after all of this." Chengcheng starts.<br>"I'm sorry, don't you wanna be friends anymore?" Justin answers from the other line before Chengcheng interrupts him again.<br>"BECAUSE. Firstly, Fuck you.." Chengcheng pauses and he noticed how Justin remained silent on the other line.<br>"...You're now mine." Chengcheng continues, heart pounding rapidly in his chest, heaving a sigh of relief at his words said.<br>"What?" Justin asks, despite it felt sad, there was confusion in his voice as well.<br>"Do I need to call back my ex and get back together with her or are you gonna say 'I love you' now?" Chengcheng facepalms, clicking his tongue.<br><br>"I can't believe YOU. YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!" Justin yells from the other side, sadness completely gone.<br>"Now you say it or I'm doing it." Chengcheng warns.<br>"Fine..." Justin rolls his eyes.<br>Chengcheng only remained silent, waiting.<br><br>"I love you, Fu Xi Xi." <br><br><strong><br><br><br></strong><br><br>&nbsp;<br><br><br>&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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