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#wangxian College AU with slutty Wei Ying is /thirsty/ but thinks LWJ is too much of a softie for his taste. —— “Aahh I really need to fuck!” WY said, gripping his head and tossing his textbook aside. NHS, his roommate, looked up at him: “I thought you had a date last week?”
“A date!” WY rolls his eyes, voice filled with disgust. “The guy barely lasted five seconds! He came on my thighs!!” He said, out of his mind without a good fuck for too long. “It sucks to be you, bro.” NHS, always the supportive friend, simply stated and went back to texting.
“It does!! I am too pretty for humans, I guess.” WY sighs, flopping back on his bed and kicking his legs. “But now there’s not one guy left to actually blow some steam!!” He whined and received a raised eyebrow from NHS: “Tinder?” He asked but WY huffed:
“Unsolicited dick pics and them bragging about being a top.” He pouted, sad without the perspective of getting laid. “But to be honest I am this close to ignoring the red flags…” NHS snickered: “A dick is not worth it.”
“Ah sangsang, I hate that you’re right!” WY threw himself over his friend’s lap. “Uh. Didn’t you tell me you matched with Lan WangJi?” NHs says, texting on his phone and ignoring WY daily tantrum. “Lan WangJi?” WY asks. “The guy from the music department.”
It clicked right away. “Ahhh! Lan Zhan, the guqin player!! Yeah, we did. Texted a little too.” WY says, remembering the pretty guy he matched on tinder. “It didn’t work out?” NHS asked and WY shook his head sadly: “With that baby face? He will probably cry in bed with me!”
NHS blinked over his phone, his face funny: “Uh, are we talking about the same Lan WangJi?” “Tall, broad, golden eyes Lan WangJi? Pretty sure it’s him. And yeah, he has this bitch face going on but the little I texted him, he was pretty respectable and all.” WY sighed again.
“That’s the problem with him? I remember he asked you out for dinner. Twice.” NHS points out. “That’s precisely the problem. He’s all polite and a gentleman!!” WY kicks his feet and cover his face with a pillow. “He looks sweet but I am not exactly into politeness!!”
He kept going, knowing too well he was quite a hoe. “I like them mean, huaisang!! He would probably wax poetry and taste like vanilla…” It was sad but it was honestly an act of terrorism to try another failed fucking… “But he does like you, Wei-Xiong…”
“Yeah, I see him watching me in the halls…” WY says, biting his nails and trying to recall the booty calls he could make. “You should give him a chance.” NHS says, after a while. WY realized about half his good contacts started relationships. Oh god, he was really screwed.
But not in a good way!!!! He was screwed in the bad way, without a single top to do the job!!! It was a disaster! Especially after months of not being fucked properly. The realization made him angry: “And nurse my sexual frustration with another family-oriented guy? Fuck no!” ——
It took a few weeks for Wei Ying to hunt down his next prey. Honestly, how hard it was to find a decent top nowadays??? Just someone to fuck his brains out and maybe choke him a little bit… Turns out he had to rely on a friend of a friend of a friend who new a guy.
It ended exactly how he predicted, with him barging into his dorm: “How, just how is it so hard for a bottom to get an actual fucking???!!! The guy just needs to thrust!” He yelled his frustration to his friend. “Another bad date?” NHS didn’t even look up to him, the nerve!!
“He turned up with flowers! Flowers,Huaisang!” WY huffs, throwing his hands to the air in defeat. NHs finally raised an eyebrow. “You really are a whore.” It was true but WY had a solid opinion about flowers: “Flowers are for the dead, sangsang! Living people need dick!”
“Who was it?” He asked and WY wanted to throttled that guy all over again over that weak ass date. “Some Su She from the Art Dep. I was under the impression Art guys were unhinged but I spent the whole time looking at the ceiling!!!” He whined, one failed date out of chastity.
“Seems like a nightmare.” He scrunched up his face. “It fucking sounded like one too. I counted how many times his voice pitched.” WY says and NHS bursted out a laugh. “How many?!” “Seventeen!!” And he rolled around in tears. At least someone was having fun over his suffering.
“Don’t laugh at my spend,sangsang! To worse it all, Lan WangJi sent me another text on Tinder.” He said, walking in circles in front of his bed. “He asked you out again? I mean, you have to agree he is very persistent. You’re the campus whore.” His friends said and WY gasped.
“I am not the campus whore!!! I am…merely experienced!! But with the amount of good sex I am having, I’m almost back to being a virgin!!” He wailed, dramatic as ever. NHS huffed. “Just accept his offer. At least you’ll eat in a fancy restaurant with how loaded he is.”
“I’m not hungry for food, I’m hungry for dick.” He threw himself on the bed, defeated. “Please, gods, help me in my honored quest.” He prayed out loud. “Anyway, when is the calculus test?” “Tomorrow morning.” It was 10:43pm. “Oh, sweet.” ——
“I accepted Lan WangJi’s offer.” Pulling a chair, WY whispered to NHS in the library. “This desperate?” “Do not judge me! I have no other choice. I am walking on a single log path. I am going insane.” He whisper-yelled, pulling his hair. “You’re really a thirsty bitch.”