Nannam wouldn’t be out ten hours a day chatting people up and stealing interview spots and looking for opportunities for a job or something better, if it wasn’t to make both of them happier. If it wasn’t to make Nanfah happier.

Wei Ying likes to wear chokers a lot. So Lan Zhan buys some for him. Then, testing their limits, collars.

Wei Ying wears those, too.

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Or, the one where Wei Ying and Lan Zhan accidentally stumble into a BDSM relationship.

Wei Ying gestures to his outfit. His hands are buried deep within the hoodie; he’s mostly gesturing with the sleeves. “Well, it works with the whole get up, you see?”

“The…” Lan Zhan looks down at where his fingers are toying with the top of Wei Ying’s thigh highs. Wei Ying pretends he is not shivering. “…skirt. And these stockings.”

“Thigh highs, Lan Zhan!” Wei Ying says, batting at him with the end of a sleeve.

Daichi spanks Suga until he cries. Suga loves it.

The truth is, Kenny hasn’t stopped pretending to be Mysterion.