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Anxin hooks up with Lee Sangwon one night and his life changes forever.
Anxin asks about the translation of a word. Sangwon says something else entirely.
Or, answering the age-old question: what happens when you call your bro pretty, on camera?
Anxin decides to find out more about the guy his fans have been shipping him with.
"You know," Kaiwen muses, leaning his chair back at his desk, drumming his fingers lightly on the table. "Maybe you shouldn't give up."
Anxin peeks at him, a little curious, his brows slightly furrowed. "What do you mean?"
Kaiwen rests on elbow on his desk, as if what he's about to say is obvious: "You're a freshman now. You've grown. Trust me - you can change the way he sees you." His grin turns mischievious, twisting into something quite sharper than his usual sunny smile.
or: Zhou Anxin wants his brother's best friend, Lee Sangwon, to see him as more than a little brother.
Lee Sangwon's trainee life is spend on curating one one thing: an aura. Quite, cold, untouchable. On Boys Planet 2, he's the mysterious guy, with the perfect looks, sharp dance lines, never caught slipping. But no one knows he's hopelessly, astronomically down bad for Zhou An Xin, who is loud and sparkly, always throwing an arm around Sangwon like they're already dating.
To cope, Sangwon keeps a secret notebook: 99 Reasons Why I shouldn't Fall for Zhou Anxin. Filled with silly stuff like "he talks with his mouth full" and "need to focus on debut." But it's really a silent scream for help. One night, the notebook falls from his bunk. An Xin finds it. Anxin finds it, grinning like he won the lottery...
"Okay. So. Let me get this straight. This whole time, when you drive Anxin-ie back to his apartment after parties - at ass hours, mind you - it's because you're being a good friend"
Sangwon tilted his head a bit. "Is that not what you do to, uh, Gyehyeon- hyung?"
"No," Kangmin pinched the bridge of his nose, exasperated. "I don't buy him perfume with a bouquet of his favourite flowers I accidentally found along the way. Or give him my jacket when it's slightly chilly outside - are you insane?"
"How weird is it if someone does all that as a friend?" Sangwon asked, failing to hid his worry as he bit his lip.
Kangmin looked back at him, horrified.
"Lee Sangwon. Everyone thinks you're dating Zhou Anxin, the bombshell of a sophomore form management. Why do you think girls and guys stop fawning every step you take? Why do you think people stop hitting on Anxin-ie as well?"
Or, apparently, everyone thinks that Sangwon and Anxin are in a relationship.
"That wasn't just helping. That was... that was fate! Think about it: he helped me, we made eye contact... He touched my wrist, Sanghyeon. My wrist!"
"You mean the part of your body people grab when they're trying to stop you from walking into traffic?"
"Do you understand what this means?"
"Yes. That you're delusional."
"It means Sangwon loves me."
Model Zhou Anxin just wants to work. Artist Lee Sangwon had found a new muse. Will they be able to go from strangers to lovers or will Anxin's work get in the way?
A social media au of Wonxin
The guy that sits in front of Anxin in Intro to World History class is easily one of the most gorgeous people he's ever seen on this planet. Like top 10 most beautiful people in the world status, period, end of story.
Anxin just wanted Sangwon to notice him.
Anxin realised he'd been daydreaming again.
Normally, Sangwon doesn't do much small talk with customers, he prefers the quiet, the peacefulness and usually just lets them be. He doesn't get why now, he does speak.
Or: Sangwon and Anxin meet for the first time under different circumstances.
A day in the life of Anxin and his cat-bunny hybrid boyfriend, Sangwon.
At the start of their third year, Sangwon and Anxin were paired up together for a pen pal exchange between Hogwarts and Ilvermorny. It was meant to improve the connections between the two major English-speaking wizarding schools.
But what started as a simple pen pal exchange could lay the groundwork for something more. Something that blooms over letters, visits, and time spent getting to know each other.
(aka This idea came into my head and would not leave. So here's the Wonxin Harry Potter AU that nobody but I asked for.)
Spending his mornings with Sangwon by his side made Anxin feel like the luckiest person in the world and he wouldn't trade it for anything that isn't spending the rest of his life with this guy.
"What if we just stayed at home in bed, cuddling and making out to our hearts' content?"
That wouldn't be a bad ide-
It took every restraint to push out that response out of his mind.
Or: A domestic morning with out favourite couple
The truth of it was this: Anxin has wanted, yearned, pined, and longes for many things in his life. Most ardently. But Sangwon had handed him this new, specific craving - handed it over, then turned and ran for the hills.
Now, he wants so badly it feels like he might split apart at the seams; he wants to devour, to be devoured, to be ruined.
Or, Sangwon is a vampire, and Anxin accidentally signs up to be his resident bloodbag. Shenanigans ensue.
The mark on Zhou Anxin’s wrist, a rose the color of a fading sunset, had glowed with a soft, warm light since the day he turned sixteen. It was a beacon of hope, a promise written in his very skin. That hope had a name: Lee Sangwon.
And Sangwon’s rose, an identical twin to Anxin’s, was his greatest regret.