Xue Yang looked down at Meng Yao, only half-listening to him prattle on. It was still something though, ignited a bit of a spark. Meng Yao was certainly more noticeable than usual today. "What are you doing, shortie?"
He raised his eyebrows. "Do you want to feel my biceps? You really are a pervert, eh?"
With a chuckle, he kept on walking. Tiny noodle arms here didn't really stop that from happening. "I'm going to basketball. Do you wanna--"
"I'm not a pervert. I don't want you, you're an annoying asshole. No one should want you." Meng Yao insisted stubbornly as he found himself essentially dragged along as his attempts to make Xue Yang stop did little. He stumbled behind him, losing the grip on his arm and instead, he grabbed the back of his stupid sports jersey.
"You can't take credit for being Mei's secret buddy. I was her secret buddy!"
Reluctantly, they ended up in the gym. There were a bunch of jocks there, playing basketball, and he immediately felt like his teenage self again. Every boy in this room had beaten him up at some point and that weird sense of dread came over him. Why were teenagers so scary?
"Mei is the cute short girl, right?" Xue Yang gestured with his hand, roughly estimating her height. Probably going a bit too low. "I think she'd still be too tall for you, shortie."
He turned around to pet Meng Yao's head condescendingly, then he faced the other guys and called out, gesturing so they'd toss the ball his way.
"Why's the freak here?"
Xue Yang shrugged to the question, catching the ball and dribbling as he headed onto the court. "I dunno. He's into me."
"I'm not into you!" Meng Yao called out indignantly and then looked at the assholes. Fuck. No, he couldn't be scared, it was his dream. They couldn't hurt him in his dream... right? No way was he being stuffed into a locker or tied to a goal post in his dream, he wasn't going to allow it. "And I won't leave until you tell Mei the truth!"
"Can your boyfriend at least sit on the bench, eh?"
"I'm not his -- I'm here about a girl!" Meng Yao insisted angrily as he stubbornly stayed where he was, ready to hide from any flying balls. "Come and admit the truth, you no-good punk!"
"He's not my boyfriend, he's too shy to ask me out properly," Xue Yang explained. Then he turned to face Meng Yao, holding the ball. "Get lost or sit on the side, loser. We wanna play."
With that, he did throw the ball at him, which his friends thought was a good reason to cheer. If the nerd needed a ball to the head to leave him be, Xue Yang didn't mind providing.
Meng Yao cried out, much to the delight of these idiot boys. He did, however, managed to run after the ball that had hit him in the face and he grabbed it up, holding it tight in his arms.
"Are you kidding me? Give us the ball."
"Tell Mei you lied." Meng Yao spoke directly to Xue Yang, almost pouting at how unfair all of this was. He didn't deserve to get hit with dumb balls, he deserved the right thing to happen. So he was going to try and keep the ball.
Xue Yang rolled his eyes and jogged over. He hit the ball with his flat hand, making Meng Yao lose it so that it bounced off, rolling over. To keep Meng Yao from grabbing it again, he instead grabbed his arm, leaning in to look into his eyes. "You're getting on my nerves, shortie. If you wanna talk, then wait until I'm done with my game. Last warning."
He dug his fingers in, arching his eyebrows. "Got it?"
Meng Yao cried out in pain, those fingers really hurt. He hated it, he didn't like feeling this weak again. Not that he had ever been strong. One of the other boys took the ball, calling him a weirdo as they jogged back over to the court. Meng Yao managed to get himself out of Xue Yang's grip but he had to wriggle quite a lot to do so.
"You're a jerk. That's why you're lonely." Meng Yao snapped at him, moving back to get distance from Xue Yang. He rubbed his arm pitifully. "You will make it right with me and Mei. Mark my words."
"Who's lonely?" Xue Yang asked, rolling his eyes. "Fine, I'm marking." Whatever that meant. He turned away and ran over to join the game, soon forgetting about Meng Yao's presence altogether. Which was easily done when he couldn't spot him anywhere after the game.
The others hit the locker rooms first, Xue Yang did some extra exercises before he walked in as well. He didn't waste any time getting changed for the showers. Still, by the time he had finished his shower, no one else was around any more, all of the others having called out their goodbyes one by one. He assumed he was alone and so he walked into the locker room while drying off, only to pause when he saw his locker open. And empty. "What the fuck?!"
"Oh, are you looking for this?" Meng Yao called out as he showed off Xue Yang's clothes. They were wrapped around him and in his arms and he kept a distance, close to the door, ready to run if Xue Yang charged him. "Come at me and I run out into the school hallway. What are you going to do? Chase me naked? As if. You'd look like a right pervert."
Meng Yao smirked cockily and backed up as Xue Yang seemed to get closer. "Ah! Back off! You know what you have to do - take it back. Tell Mei you weren't her buddy, I was. I did it. You did nothing, you liar!"
Xue Yang looked at him, holding his towel in his hand and that way covering at least some stuff. Mostly just the essential part, but still. He glanced toward the door, wondering both how much he really cared who saw him naked and how fast someone like Meng Yao could honestly run. He doubted he'd make it that far.
However, there was another thought. The thought that this was fun. And so Xue Yang hesitated, not rushing him yet. He didn't really want to kick this guy's ass. He was funny today. "You like Mei?"
It was kind of obvious. "I didn't lie. They all just assumed. She seemed to like the idea."
"You did though. You took credit. It doesn't matter what they think, you can say 'no, it wasn't me'. Who are you to screw up my life? To take things from me?" Meng Yao asked, clearly frustrated with this whole thing. "It's not how this is going. It's my dream, it's my world and you're going to do what I say. You're going to tell Mei!"
Meng Yao demanded it, assuming that was the rules of this dream. To want it hard enough that eventually, it happens. "You always treat me like shit, you lie about me and hurt me but you can't do this. I draw the line. You will tell her." He wanted one thing from his past to go right. He wanted Mei.
"Who's lying about you? You're the guy who threw himself at me. And now you're taking my clothes." Xue Yang felt that the pervert label was kind of attaching itself here. Maybe Meng Yao should stop acting like this if he didn't want to be called that. On the other hand, Xue Yang really hoped he didn't stop.
So he shrugged. "Fine." Whatever. "I'll tell Mei that you did it. When I get around to it." He wasn't really in a hurry. "Now give me the clothes."
Xue Yang dropped the towel, standing there naked. Well-muscled and endowed, he felt. "Or I will chase you outside. See how it looks that you stole my clothes."
"You lied. I fell and you know I fell. You told people I was a pervert. No one would sit by me!" It was not just embarrassing but yes, it also made girls laugh and tease him. The only girl that never teased him for it was Mei. And she went with Xue Yang. Meng Yao had never successfully dated, never had the time for it either. He was a 26 year old virgin and it was embarrassing.
And it was Xue Yang's fault - clearly. "No, not good enough. Not when you get around to it. Do it now! I need you to --"
He trailed off when the towel dropped and he saw those abs, the strong thighs and his fucking giant dick. Great. Fantastic. He had a giant dick too. He puffed out his cheeks in anger and shook his head, hugging the clothes to his chest. "Tonight. I want you to tell her by tonight. I won't leave until you do it."
"You won't leave until I tell her?" That was quite the devotion to this weird endeavour. Xue Yang snorted, then just shrugged. "Okay then. You can come with me until I tell the girl."
He didn't have Mei's number, as far as he knew. Whatever. He could just bide his time a bit and watch Meng Yao some more. It was fascinating. "I've gotta say, you're so different than I thought you were. Always figured you'd just end up some pathetic corporate slave, but look at you now. You've got balls."
Not that he could literally see them. Only one of them was naked.
"Okay. Tonight. We're going to find her." Meng Yao reluctantly relinquished the clothes and held them out to Xue Yang, his face going red because he was looking at another man's giant dick. He didn't want to but it was right there. He had never seen another guys dick people. Not for this long and this much.
He let Xue Yang take his clothes and pointedly looked away. "Of course you did. You don't think much of me but what you do think isn't nice, is it? I'm just a weirdo pervert that's too scared to tell you that you're a jerk. Even though you are a jerk."
And he wasn't scared this time. He could finally say it. He didn't have to smile politely and cower when they beat him up to try and appease them. It was his dream. "Your friends suck too."
"M-hm. I am a jerk." Xue Yang didn't argue the point. They obviously were. He put on his underwear, then the shirt. Then he ran his fingers through his hair, making a face. He glanced at the mirror, wishing his hair was longer. He couldn't wait to not have to adhere to the school's rules for his appearance any more.
"And my friends do suck." He didn't disagree with that either. "But, yeah, I figured you're scared. But you are scared of nothing today, are you? Maybe I should take you to a doctor."
"I am scared, I just want justice more. I don't want to get beat up but I want the truth to be known." He shoved his hands in his pockets and waited for Xue Yang to be fully dressed - he looked so different right how. He was younger, he had shorter hair and less earrings. It didn't make him seem softer though, he was still an intimidating jerk. "There's very little justice in the world or you'd be unhappy too."
That's how it felt when he had to slave away for his father while Xue Yang lazed around making tons of a bunch of likely cheap, crappy knives. "Are you ready to go find her?"
"There's absolutely no justice in the world. You've just gotta make sure that you make it fair for yourself." That was how he dealt with it, anyway. He didn't exactly look happy for a moment there, as he finished dressing himself, a deep frown on his face that he wasn't aware of. By the time he had straightened up to look at Meng Yao again, he had forgotten what they'd even been talking about. "Huh. Find who?"
"Mei! We're going to find Mei, you jerk. Come on!" Meng Yao huffed and grabbed Xue Yang by the arm, pulling him along with him. He didn't have her number and he didn't know where she was but it wasn't his job to work this out. It was Xue Yang's job. "You have to find here, you're closer to her so you'll know where she is."
Meng Yao didn't. He had no clue where any of the kids at this school went to have fun. He always went home to his little apartment and studied. He graduated with amazing grades - not that it mattered. "Where do the other kids... go?"
"'The other kids'?" Xue Yang mimicked him, clearly amused. "How old are you, grandpa?"
He chuckled and walked with Meng Yao, letting himself get dragged along willingly. He was curious to see where this would go, after all. More and more of Meng Yao's personality was coming through and it was deeply entertaining. "We can go to the coffeeshop, the girls like that one. The one with the hot boys."
He knew all about that. "Mei might go there after school. Loads of the girls do."
"Fine, we'll go have coffee or whatever." He usually didn't have money for that sort of thing but for once, he had cash in his pocket. His father wasn't underpaying him yet and he had a rich brother so life was not so bad. He quite liked this dream. "I don't know what people do. I never went out after school. I came to school, I studied and then I went home and studied more. I had to have at least 90% on every exam on my final scores or my father wouldn't take me for a job."
He exhaled tiredly and let go of Xue Yang as they headed for the exit. "I wasted my youth." He had worked through his teenager years just to do it again as an adult.
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He raised his eyebrows. "Do you want to feel my biceps? You really are a pervert, eh?"
With a chuckle, he kept on walking. Tiny noodle arms here didn't really stop that from happening. "I'm going to basketball. Do you wanna--"
Well. "--be a ball boy?"
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"You can't take credit for being Mei's secret buddy. I was her secret buddy!"
Reluctantly, they ended up in the gym. There were a bunch of jocks there, playing basketball, and he immediately felt like his teenage self again. Every boy in this room had beaten him up at some point and that weird sense of dread came over him. Why were teenagers so scary?
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He turned around to pet Meng Yao's head condescendingly, then he faced the other guys and called out, gesturing so they'd toss the ball his way.
"Why's the freak here?"
Xue Yang shrugged to the question, catching the ball and dribbling as he headed onto the court. "I dunno. He's into me."
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"Can your boyfriend at least sit on the bench, eh?"
"I'm not his -- I'm here about a girl!" Meng Yao insisted angrily as he stubbornly stayed where he was, ready to hide from any flying balls. "Come and admit the truth, you no-good punk!"
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With that, he did throw the ball at him, which his friends thought was a good reason to cheer. If the nerd needed a ball to the head to leave him be, Xue Yang didn't mind providing.
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"Are you kidding me? Give us the ball."
"Tell Mei you lied." Meng Yao spoke directly to Xue Yang, almost pouting at how unfair all of this was. He didn't deserve to get hit with dumb balls, he deserved the right thing to happen. So he was going to try and keep the ball.
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He dug his fingers in, arching his eyebrows. "Got it?"
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"You're a jerk. That's why you're lonely." Meng Yao snapped at him, moving back to get distance from Xue Yang. He rubbed his arm pitifully. "You will make it right with me and Mei. Mark my words."
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The others hit the locker rooms first, Xue Yang did some extra exercises before he walked in as well. He didn't waste any time getting changed for the showers. Still, by the time he had finished his shower, no one else was around any more, all of the others having called out their goodbyes one by one. He assumed he was alone and so he walked into the locker room while drying off, only to pause when he saw his locker open. And empty. "What the fuck?!"
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Meng Yao smirked cockily and backed up as Xue Yang seemed to get closer. "Ah! Back off! You know what you have to do - take it back. Tell Mei you weren't her buddy, I was. I did it. You did nothing, you liar!"
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However, there was another thought. The thought that this was fun. And so Xue Yang hesitated, not rushing him yet. He didn't really want to kick this guy's ass. He was funny today. "You like Mei?"
It was kind of obvious. "I didn't lie. They all just assumed. She seemed to like the idea."
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Meng Yao demanded it, assuming that was the rules of this dream. To want it hard enough that eventually, it happens. "You always treat me like shit, you lie about me and hurt me but you can't do this. I draw the line. You will tell her." He wanted one thing from his past to go right. He wanted Mei.
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So he shrugged. "Fine." Whatever. "I'll tell Mei that you did it. When I get around to it." He wasn't really in a hurry. "Now give me the clothes."
Xue Yang dropped the towel, standing there naked. Well-muscled and endowed, he felt. "Or I will chase you outside. See how it looks that you stole my clothes."
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And it was Xue Yang's fault - clearly. "No, not good enough. Not when you get around to it. Do it now! I need you to --"
He trailed off when the towel dropped and he saw those abs, the strong thighs and his fucking giant dick. Great. Fantastic. He had a giant dick too. He puffed out his cheeks in anger and shook his head, hugging the clothes to his chest. "Tonight. I want you to tell her by tonight. I won't leave until you do it."
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He didn't have Mei's number, as far as he knew. Whatever. He could just bide his time a bit and watch Meng Yao some more. It was fascinating. "I've gotta say, you're so different than I thought you were. Always figured you'd just end up some pathetic corporate slave, but look at you now. You've got balls."
Not that he could literally see them. Only one of them was naked.
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He let Xue Yang take his clothes and pointedly looked away. "Of course you did. You don't think much of me but what you do think isn't nice, is it? I'm just a weirdo pervert that's too scared to tell you that you're a jerk. Even though you are a jerk."
And he wasn't scared this time. He could finally say it. He didn't have to smile politely and cower when they beat him up to try and appease them. It was his dream. "Your friends suck too."
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"And my friends do suck." He didn't disagree with that either. "But, yeah, I figured you're scared. But you are scared of nothing today, are you? Maybe I should take you to a doctor."
Before he hurt himself.
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That's how it felt when he had to slave away for his father while Xue Yang lazed around making tons of a bunch of likely cheap, crappy knives. "Are you ready to go find her?"
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He really was a jerk.
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Meng Yao didn't. He had no clue where any of the kids at this school went to have fun. He always went home to his little apartment and studied. He graduated with amazing grades - not that it mattered. "Where do the other kids... go?"
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He chuckled and walked with Meng Yao, letting himself get dragged along willingly. He was curious to see where this would go, after all. More and more of Meng Yao's personality was coming through and it was deeply entertaining. "We can go to the coffeeshop, the girls like that one. The one with the hot boys."
He knew all about that. "Mei might go there after school. Loads of the girls do."
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He exhaled tiredly and let go of Xue Yang as they headed for the exit. "I wasted my youth." He had worked through his teenager years just to do it again as an adult.