"You're lazing around again," you said after finding Cheong Myeong lying in his secret spot.
He sat on the grass as he saw you walking towards him, not really surprised by your presence. "I'm just taking a break after training those rascals."
"Really?" you asked teasingly and were about to sit next to him, but he suddenly pulled you to sit on his lap instead.
"Cheong Myeong!"
You're now straddling him and he wrapped his arms around you as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, breathing you in.
"I need to recover some energy," he mumbled.
a/n: Forgive me in advance if this seems like ooc, LOL. I haven't read ROTBB in a long time, and it's my first time writing a drabble about Cheong Myeong.
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How long do you think Chung Myung would be in denial for when he catches feelings? And how do you believe he admits/realises he's in love?
he can be in denial for so long
and when i say long, believe me, it will be YEARS but it depends on which chung myung is this:
pbss chung myung will be oblivious to his feelings but he pretty much catches on a little bit late. he can go lengths and lengths for the person of his affection and never realize he sees them in a romantic light until the universe sends a signal — in the form of chang mun sahyung dropping cryptic hints to chung myung about his feelings. he’ll be pretty skeptical at first. he will undergo the denial phase for many years because ya know ╮(￣▽￣"")╭ he can be quite good at keeping his emotions in check. chung myung can deny but his actions will say otherwise HAHAHAA ꉂꉂ◟(˃᷄ꇴ˂᷅๑)༡
mhdd chung myung, however, is too focused on rebuilding mount hua and keeping in check to make sure mount hua will surpass its former glory — HE WILL HAVE NO TIME REALIZING HIS FEELINGS. the people around him??? they aren’t blind ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ who can resist seeing their youngest one experiencing the winds of sweet spring? even more that the youngest in question is chung myung. they will be intrigued and having second thoughts — because how???? yeah. and so, jo gul is the one first to speak up and oh boy chung myung is hella confused until he gets angry about whatever love nonsense and threatens him to do hard drills <(ꐦㅍ _ㅍ)> this will be followed by the others until the sect leader and the elders hear of it: hyun young is proud, un gom and un am are surprised, hyun sang prays for whoever got chung myung’s heart, and hyung jong is excited to hear more about it from the lover boy himself (they don't know chung myung doesn’t know he has romantic feelings…) once brought up in front of him and everyone leaves him alone with his thoughts, he is having crisis HHAHAHAHAA ꉂꉂ◟(˃᷄ꇴ˂᷅๑)༡
the similarity between the two is that during the in-denial phase, chung myung keeps giving the person of his affection dirty looks and mumbling to himself (͠≖~≖ ͡ )
as for admitting his feelings, chung myung is internally screaming and raging and just (he has been using his brain to think for fourteen hours now he says, ( ◡̀_◡́)ᕤ ‘fuck it’)…admits. will he confess? nopeee, he will not confess right away. he is most likely to see if the other person also sees him in the same way and even if he does notice, he’ll never say a thing. chung myung is the type of person to place friendship and family above of all else and with the conflicts surrounding the sects, he doesn’t want to hurt the other person or lead them on. then again, you just know chung myung treats a special someone by attaching them with an object that reminds him of them, he openly shows his affection like that.
the reflection in the mirror bears your resemblance. you wipe off the excess stain of lipstick, gingerly watching the red shade follow the shape of your lip, and then, in a moment of notice, your eyes catch the sight of a beauty mark on your jaw.
behind you, there’s the rustling clothes.
a pair of arms embraced your waist as you sit idly in the messy sea of blankets in your lover’s room, the young man’s soft exhales can be mistaken he's sleeping yet chung myung, with all of his morning wake, sit up properly. his face pressing to your hips seconds ago is now buried in your neck, his long eyelashes tickling your skin there, as you watch him in silent adoration.
“have you heard of the saying ‘beauty marks are the places your lover in the past life kissed the most’?” your whispered voice almost lulling him to sleep. using the mirror to see him better, you moved to angle it.
chung myung leaned forward to kiss your jaw. “tell me more about it.”
“there’s nothing much about it,” you brush his hair with your fingers once he tries to sleep on your shoulder. “if that is true, i think you and my past lover share a similarity.”
you can’t see the twinkle in his half-lidded eyes. chung myung tilted his head to the side while one of his hands slipped into your thin robes, playing with your flesh — caressing and light pinches. your eyes met his and you think the expression on his face is telling you i-know-something-that-you-don’t.
“is that so? that’s good then. it means in the next life, you’ll born with this mark reminding you of me again.”
“What?” he asks, and you grin, slowly walking toward him.
Cheong Myeong immediately realizes what you’re about to do as he shouts, “Don’t!” But it’s too late, and you’re too fast to catch him as he tries to run away.
He feels weak right now as you shower his face with kisses, like he’s malfunctioning. He always reacts like this whenever you do this.
Who would believe that the Mad Dog of Mount Hua is weak to kisses?
If someone happens to see him in this state, they won’t be seeing the sun again.
✑ greeting everyone as lunar new year enters ♡(◕ᗜ◕✿)
✿ warning/s: fluff, jealousy, slight sexual insinuation, swearing, use of chinese terms, nothing much has changed it's just chung myung with a dragon tail, starts with pbss and ends with mhdd, let me know if i missed something!
straight and thumping on the ground impatiently. fast rhythm beat with 0.95-second intervals.
—and with that crease between his eyebrows, pout so evident in his lips, eyes boring through the side of your head. there’s no need to turn front to see the literal dragon of mount hua is displeased at the slow pace of his order shīzitóu. it’s not like you can afford to flat-out be rude to the half-huili jing server eagerly asking for more affirmations about their restaurant’s food. goodness, you’re not chung myung…
“the sauce? is it sweet enough? or perhaps you like it sticky…” the half huili jing server’s voice lowered in a purr. “..daozhang?”
you’re about to correct the server when a sarcastic, gruff voice enters the conversation. “no, they don’t like sweets that much and they prefer thin consistency sauce to sticky.”
speaking of, your companion finally spoke up. the entire time chung myung is either grunting or clicking his tongue to respond as you put out the orders on the menu. you wanted to let out a heavy sigh but held it in. he spoke up but at what cost?
chung myung tapped his palm on the table a little bit too hard. “put the shīzitóu down. that’s what i ordered.”
faced with the natural hierarchy’s top one, how could a huili jing fight against a dragon? even more to a half huili jing? with a graceful movement, the half huili jing set out the tray full of appetizing meals rich in different flavours and seasonings.
the silence was too loud despite the busy chatter heard outside the private room and so, once the sulky half huili jing strolled away, you picked up the chopstick, ready to eat. that’s how you and chung myung spent the rest of the evening with occasional banters, two unfilled cups holding beads of alcohol, and an abandoned bottle of peach baijiu in the side.
moves languidly
the elders and the youths alike have watched a certain senior-junior pair dance around with each other. be it when they are younger than they are now—the plum blossoms in winter’s seasonal bloom and summer’s jovial heat sighing at the young man finding himself to get the point across and you dodging every little thing almost nil. the terrified junior brothers betting on who will try to make a move first.
so far the winning score is on those who placed bets on chung myung’s side…
a group of junior brothers set aside their lunch once they saw the two together with the taller one carrying a box with decorative materials for the spring festival and the other having a ladder.
you propped the ladder to the wall and started climbing on it while chung myung set the box down.
“will the elder make a move?”
“shush.”
“come on, shixiong. he is right. how about we bet if the elder makes a move on them this time?” junior brother lu nodded to the oblivious pair. he pushed his lunch forward, “i’ll bet my lunch set a, elder chung myung will make a move.”
junior brother ming, the shixiong, responded dryly. “i’ll bet mine he will not.”
“i’m with brother lu!”
“shixiong, you can’t possibly think elder will not when you also saw him–”
“watch.”
“huh?” instinctively, junior brother lu inclined his head just to see you playing with the ends of the red lantern for the spring festival, let it brush to your senior’s nose as chung myung sneezed. sending you a harmless glare as you laugh loudly. elder chung myung may be directing witty remarks to you but this little junior brother lu can see the tail of the elder languidly swishing behind him.
he sighs and thinks, elder chung myung is almost never too honest and yet his tail is saying otherwise.
wiggles in excitement
a new series of tomorrow awaits as the booming fireworks line up to the dark skies, below were the firecrackers noisy and frizzled. the sect adorned in red lanterns and spring couplets can be seen hanging on the doors. the disciples of mount hua gather all around in different places; some are in the dining hall, some are burning bamboo sticks and firecrackers, laughter fills up the festive mood, and some are watching the abundant glowing light flutters seen above to the lowered ground.
a single stick fell out from the fortune shaker.
you stare at it, losing interest in picking it up as each second passes by until the black-clad swordsman nudges you with his shoulder in a bump, snickering. “will you look at that.”
you can’t believe the gods had decided to be mean to you on the eve of the spring festival. the harmonious atmosphere feels like mocking you as the fortune stick reads ‘misfortune.’
then you shove the stick back into the cylinder, shake it violently, a stick falls out and you’re miniscule away throwing away the damn fortune shaker. tsk, should’ve known it’s a sham.
chung myung clutches his stomach from too much hysterical fits as he then grabs one of your hands that was choking the cylinder. surprised at his gentle touch, chung myung easily slides his fingers between the gaps of yours as his stare pins at you with a gaze swirling playful pink billows, night light kissed skin. suddenly, peering up into him through the shadows settled by the moon feels intimate as the two of you sit on the rooftop.
“there,” he whispered. “i’m sharing half of my great fortune with you.”
you swallowed thickly, wanting to squeeze your heart to shut up.
a comical exclaim escapes out of you, shiny eyes admiring him, “gege!”
chung myung reacts to your address with a sudden burst of triumph. his tail wags frantically, displaying his excitement. hearing you calling him 'gege' has clearly delighted him, and he seems eager to engage whatever his mind is scheming.
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“where are you targeting!? here! stop feigning ignorance, will you?”
you stifled a laugh. how can you not? the frustration on his face is evident because of the frown he is contorting as chung myung crosses his arms, pouting. resigning to your inevitable fate, you leaned in, your noses brushing like feathers, tickling and teasing to the skin. but mortals are known for their resilience, are they not? instead of pressing your lips to his into a quick peck just as he braced himself for your warmth. you quickly landed a swift kiss on his forehead.
this time, you can’t hold out the laugh escaping. the sight of chung myung fuming in anger for resisting him from your affections is a funny memory you would look back to.
