#wang zao

2p China commission

Note: This is a song fic. Translations at the end

This empty feeling sets in my chest and I start to worry

Try to push it down, cast it out, but I can't control it, ah

Hanging on by the strings that you're pulling

So you cut me down just to push me around like I'm your

It was a typical day of walking the halls of college, just trying to get to class before they could find (F/N). You had no idea how it even started or what could have caused it, you mostly kept to yourself aside from being with friends or being forced to team up on group projects. People just weren't your thing. But, for some god-forsaken reason, a group of girls decided that you would be the perfect target to torment throughout college, and that they did-every chance they could.

Most of the things didn't bother you. The comments about your appearance, body, hair, or anything you enjoyed. What really got to you was when they decided to bring your friends into it. They started saying things like, "They're only your friend because they pity you," or "They don't really care about you it's all an act." Today was apparently going to be one of the days they brought your friends into this.

"Hey! (F/N)! Get your ass over here!" You heard one of the bullies calling to you as you tried to get past, using the crowd to hopefully hide you, which didn't seem to work. You continued walking, trying your best to ignore them, you were planning on meeting with Zao before class. One of the girls grabbed your wrist as you passed by, yanking you from the crowd and causing a few bystanders to curse. "You little bitch. Next time I say 'Get your ass over here', you fucking do it. Why were you even in a rush? Like anyone would want to be caught dead hanging out with you, especially looking like that. Were you trying to find Zao, perhaps? You're always with him, practically glued… Too bad for you though, he told me earlier that he finds you absolutely pitiful and barely manages to tolerate being around your stupid ass." The girl smirked, laughing as the others joined once she was done talking. You just stood there, looking at the floor, knowing it was just easier to not say anything.

Punching bag

Take it out on someone who won't hit you back

'Til we're all as broken as you

Oh, yeah

"No response huh? Whatevs. Come on, ladies, we have more important things to do than be around this pathetic shithead anyway." With that, they shoved you aside and walked by, the shove causing you to stumble and fall due to not paying attention. You groaned as you got up, sighing as you continued the walk while trying your best to keep from tearing up. You knew it wasn't true but that ball of anxiety inside you started to worry. Once you reach the classroom, you immediately went to the back and sat down with your face buried in your hands on the table. There was still plenty of time before class started and Zao usually came in within a few minutes of you arriving, hopefully by then you could hide the fact they had gotten to you today.

"Nǐ hǎo (F/N)." Zaosays as he walks closer to where the (h/c) girl was sitting, more like laying, at the desk. Quickly trying to calm down and hide how much you were genuinely hurting, you lifted your head with a small smile and a quiet reply. "Oh h-hey, Zao. H-How's it going?" Zao furrowed his burrows as he studied (F/N)'s face, instantly knowing something was wrong. "What happened? Was it those stupid fucks again? W-Wait Why are you crying!?" Zao questioned, slight panic washing over when he saw tears falling down your face, you yourself hadn't even realized it was happening till he said something. Quickly you wiped them away, shaking your head. "It's fine, don't worry about it. I promise I'm okay." You say quickly, a fake smile forming, trying to prove your point.

In a flash Zao has grabbed your chair, bringing you closer before turning it to face him. "Bì zuǐ, tíngzhǐ sāhuǎng. Sǎ. Tell everything, now." His voice was stern but also laced with concern for his closest friend. Looking down at the floor, twiddling your thumbs as you started explaining in a quiet tone. "It was them again… They did their usual shit but one thing really got to me and I know it shouldn't have but it's been making me really anxious since they said it and-" You were cut off from rambling by Zao. "Húyán luàn yǔ." He told you the meaning once and always used it to stop you from nervous rambles so you knew to shut up and get to the point now. This time you were much quieter, just audible enough for Zao to hear you. "They said you were only my friend because you felt pity for me…" At this, he fell silent, anger about to burst, not at (F/N) but at that group of girls. He was going to take care of this one way or another, (F/N) wasn't going to be crying because of them ever again. "After school, my house." That was all he said before the bell signaled class to begin. All (F/N) was nod, turning the chair back to its original position.

So say goodbye to your Mr. Nice Guy

You got your wish, he's rotting in hell

I'm up all night when you think I'm sleeping

People-pleasing's never good for your health

So go fuck yourself

After school (F/N) practically ran out of the last class and off the school grounds, just trying to avoid that particular group of assholes. Eventually coming up to quite a large house, you went up and knocked on the door. You had only been over a couple of times so it was still nerve-wracking to come over. After a bit, the door opened to a very exasperated Zao. "Duìbùqǐ! I hope you weren't waiting long. Had to deal with siblings…" He sighs, opening the door further for you to come in. You shake your head, stepping in with a tiny 'thank you'. "No, no! It's alright, really. U-Um so, what was the reason for inviting me? You never did say." "Help. I'm going to help you stand up to them. If that no work then… I'll take care of them." Zao said, the last sentence you could practically feel his hatred as he led you towards his room.

Taking a seat across from each other on his bed, you shot him a wary glance, not sure how well this will work. As if knowing what you were thinking, Zao smirks. "Trust me, you can do it. And I'll be close by to deal with those yúchǔn de pìgu mǔgǒu if needed." You nod, smiling softly knowing you had the greatest friend in the world in front of you right now. "Thank you, Zao, for everything. I'll forever be in your debt at this rate!" You giggle a little at the end as Zao simply shakes his head. "Let's see how tomorrow goes first. Now, watch and learn then you do it." With that started the practice and learning the best ways to deal with the group of bullies. You even set up a code word for it you needed to tag team Zao in. After practice, working on homework, and having supper with his family and more homework, it had gotten quite late. After some back and forth then finally agreed and set things up, you stayed the night with Zao at his house, making sure to get up a bit earlier the next day and graciously accepting borrowed clothes from one of his sisters.

The next day the two of you went to school together, chatting almost the whole time. Once the group of bullies was spotted, (F/N) and Zao exchanged nods, the plan already set in motion. Before long walking down the hall, they called out to you, except this time their words practically oozed venom. "Don't worry, I'll be around the corner like we planned. You got this." Zao whispered to you before slipping away. You took a deep breath, sighing as you walked over. "Oh look, dumb bitch can learn a new trick after all!" They all started cackling at the remark. "You know what, I'm fucking done with all of the idiocy you lot spill. The true pitiful ones are you guys, honestly." You spat out, already irritated with the group, before they could say anything, you continued. This time with what Zao helped you practice.

'On this episode of "Friend or Foe?", you're throwing stones

And hope I'd tie a rope 'round my throat 'til I start to choke

You're a sick, persistent virus under my skin

Rather set myself on fire than let you win

I could give you the world, but you'd poison the seas

I could let down my guard, but then all that I'd be is just your

Punching bag

Just another pot calling the kettle black

Take it out on someone who won't hit you back

'Til we're all as broken as you

Oh, yeah

So say goodbye to your Mr. Nice Guy

You got your wish, he's rotting in hell

I'm up all night when you think I'm sleeping

People-pleasing's never good for your health

So go fuck yourself’

'(F/N) started walking away once everything was out. The same bully that called you over had other plans though and quickly yanked you back, causing you to fall to the floor. You winced as you hit the ground, they laughed above you, one winding to start kicking. Calling out to Zao with the word you both agreed upon if things came to this, you braced for the impact which never came. Instead, you heard someone being slammed into a wall and a mix of gasps and curses. "I swear if I catch or hear any of you treating (F/N) like ass, you will be sorry." You still hadn't opened your eyes out of fear but you could clearly see a very pissed of Zao in your mind, solely from his tone and the energy around him. The group of girls only squeaked in fear before running away. Zao shook his head before turning his head and holding a hand to (F/N). "It's alright now, they're gone." You slowly look up at him, shakily taking his hand. The thought of nearly getting a bruised or broken rib still haunts your mind and anxieties. Zao carefully helped (F/N) up, pulling you into his chest for a tight embrace as he plants a gentle kiss on your forehead. "You're okay, calm down. It's alright." He kept whispering reassuring words as you clung to him, still shaken up but so damn happy that he was here to help you. You let out a barely audible string of 'thank you's. Zao smiled, rubbing circles on your back. "You're welcome, anything for you."

~Translations - all done using google translate, many apologies if any are incorrect. Please feel free to correct me on any translations!~

Nǐ hǎo - hello

Bì zuǐ, tíngzhǐ sāhuǎng. Sǎ - shut up and stop lying. Spill

Húyán luàn yǔ - rambling

Duìbùqǐ - I'm sorry

François Bonnefoy(2p!France):

-Someone that doesn't talk much, mute would be perfection.

-Not too active, to say the truth someone as lazy as him would be perfect.

-A partner that would share a drink with him instead of scolding him for his drinking habits would be top.

-The only thing that he likes physically in a partner is for her to be shorter than him.

James Mathieu Williams(2p!Canada):

-He needs and wants a sweetie.

-If she can even cook it would be perfect.

-Also even if she doesn't have to love physical activity, he would like a partner that enjoys walks.

-He likes chubby girls.

Allen F Jones(2p!America):

-What he wants: someone as crazy as him. What he needs: someone yes active, but chiller than him.

-She shouldn't be frigid, Allen prefers a free-spirited person.

-Someone independent and not too clingy is the top for Allen.

-He likes girls with muscles, but he also likes ultra fragile girls.

Wang Zao(2p!China):

-Someone that he can easily manipulate would be perfect 

-But she will also have to act as a mother, lovingly and caring towards him.

-He isn't someone that let his emotion show in his face, therefore someone emphatic would be good.

-In a girl, he really appreciates a big bosom.

Viktor Braginsky(2p!Russia):

-Someone thick-skinned, since his bluntness can hurt her feelings.

-Absolutely NOT someone noisy, he adores silence and hates when it's broken.

-A genuine person that doesn't make any sarcasm would be really good for him.

2p France: -Sitting in the corner sipping his drink and watching everyone or flirting up a storm with all the girls, there is no in between.-Will refuse to do any dance that has a song to go with it (Cha Cha Slide, etc.)-If it is a good grinding song, will be in the middle grinding on anyone and ensuring he has a date to take home.

2p England: -Chatting with the chaperones and making friends with anyone who feels left out.-Avoids the dance floor like the plague (he hates dirty dancing).-Always snacking at the food bar and making people laugh with his dorky dancing on the sidelines.

2p Canada: -Either he didn’t go at all, or Allen forced him too and he is standing in the corner on his phone waiting to leave.-Hardly talks to anyone and complains about the loud and trashy music.-If there is a balcony or anywhere outside, he will be there and trying to interact as little as possible.

2p America:-Hitting on everyone and grinding on everyone.-Flirting as hard as he can and having a great time on the dance floor.-Snuck some alcohol in under his jacket and is boozing it up with everyone, away from the chaperone’s eyes. 

2p China:-Smoking cigarettes and weed in the bathroom with whoever wants to join him.-Grinding on everyone on the dance floor and trying to convince a group to go home with him.-Flirts with some of the chaperones, just to test his luck.

2p Russia:-Doesn’t go to prom unless forced too.-Stands in the corner talking to the chaperones about academics or not talking to anyone at all.-Tries to leave early as to avoid the rush and the noise.