because each story can have only 200 parts and I am a terribly long winded person, hence the overflow to Volume 2.
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Fanfiction from an overactive imagination & random fandom.
Once again disclaimers: This is a fan fiction inspir...
It was just past 8pm when Gong Jun breezed into the private dining room of the hotpot restaurant.
"Sorry I'm late Han-ge." Gong Jun took off his black mask and smiled. "We had to do an extra take because a piece of paper blew into my face."
Zhang Zhehan could not help but laugh. That would make a great inclusion in the blooper reel. And it was so like Gong Jun to be involved in random hilarity like that.
"Is there already an edited compilation of stuff happening to you?" Zhang Zhehan asked. "Yang has several edited videos of him falling down."
Gong Jun looked aghast. "What? I can't imagine that for Yang-laoshi. He always looks suave and perfect." He sighed in admiration. "He really is a cool, unapproachable male god. His image is what I aspire to be."
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"I already said that day, stop ogling my tall handsome boyfriend, when your boyfriend is even taller." Zhang Zhehan pretended to snap at Gong Jun in mock anger. Then he collected his expression as he realised that he had the perfect opening to broach his topic.
"So ah....how are things with you and Xu Feng?"
Gong Jun peered interestingly at the spices floating around in the bubbling twin hotpot. "Han-ge can I put in the vegetables?"
"Oh yes yes....let's talk as we eat." Zhang Zhehan passed him the vegetable platter and sneakily observed Gong Jun who happily swished his meat around.
Zhang Zhehan could feel that his face was slightly pink, and he was glad that the steam from the hot pot obscured his blush. From Gong Jun's enthusiastic eating, he could tell that he was famished. One must never get between a man and his food.
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A few minutes later, Gong Jun remembered that Zhang Zhehan had asked him a question. "Sorry Han-ge, you were saying something?"
Zhang Zhehan perked up. "Xu Feng. How are things with you and him?"
"Ahhh..." Gong Jun sighed dramatically. "Long distance relationship, what else? Usually he would cook all my hotpot for me, but look at me now, doing it myself."
