・・・☆・Thirty Three ・・・☆・

Settling into a new home wasn't too bad considering that Yingyue and Ximen had been living together, essentially, for a couple weeks before this date. Therefore, when it came to a morning routine they were pretty well adjusted. Ximen would be the first in the shower whilst Yingyue chose what she wanted to wear for the day. Then she would jump in the shower and he'd get dressed trying to subtly match or you know not so subtly. By the time he was dressed she was out of the shower so it worked pretty well. This new routine was how she was currently dressed in a pair of navy trousers with a white blouse tucked in, a pair of white heels on and a navy jacket somewhere, and he too wore navy trousers and a navy jacket. 

"How shocked would you think people would be to know that it's actually you who likes to match?" Yingyue had brought up in the car that morning as they were on the way to university. 

"But then they'll think it's charming. I don't care what they have to say you know that. I only care for your opinion. So, Mrs Yan are you against us matching?" He replied taking a moment to take his eyes of the road and turn so he raised an eyebrow at her. 

"I think it's charming that you go out of your way to make everyone know you're mine." Yingyue's voice dropped slightly and she could feel Ximen as he suddenly slowed the car.

"Do you want to make it to school today?" Came his bashful response 

"Maybe I don't?" As Yingyue spoke those words they actually did enter the school grounds so there was no point in turning around now. Ximen wasted no time in parking before turning to look at his fiancé.

"Jesus woman, you're going to be the death of me." He spoke as he turned to look at her properly in his passenger seat. Wasting no time he lent forward crashing his lips onto her own as one hand went behind her neck and the other around her waist to pull her as close as possible considering the centre console in the way. Her hands made it to the mop of hair on his head as the kiss got more heated. Despite not wanting to Yingyue pulled away first her mind slightly foggy due to the lack of oxygen it had at the current moment. Though neither moved their hands remaining in the close position, which would have been much much closer had it not been for the stupid centre console. With their foreheads pressed together they did not care much for the world outside their own little bubble. 

"That was hot," Ximen commented as though he was nothing more than a 14 year old boy.

"You're such a dork." Yingyue laughed as she kissed him once again before moving back properly. 

"No come back" He let out a whine making grabbing hands out towards Yingyue.

"Xi, come on we have to get to class, isn't Si back or something? He was being cryptic last night." Yingyue went to open her own door and get out of the car. Ximen let out a grumble going to do the same, he would much rather be anywhere but here right now. By the time he was out of the car he was met face to face with the beaming smile of Yingyue her heels making her almost a decent height in comparison to him. 

"Come on my handsome husband let's go to class." She greeted holding her hand out for him to hold. He reached out and used this hand to pull her into his arms. "Say it again."

"Come on my handsome-" "No just the middle bit." "Husband?" 

"Urgh it sounds so good." He sighed as he held her no intention to move and head to class "I just want to marry you now." 

"If our friends didn't stop jetting cross country then just maybe we could." Yingyue replied before stepping back once again, she hated being the one to keep pulling back but she knew they would both just skip the lecture if she didn't drag him there.

"Soon, it's got to be soon. I'm done waiting." He huffed as he let her drag him through the corridors where they met up with two of the other members of F4 the two they were looking for. Ready to pull a massive prank on the member who had travelled to London and back in the space of 5 days. The group of four purposely staying out of the bridge room after witnessing the pineapple haired member of the group enter after doing god knows what in terms of messing around with the younger years. What a reliable example he was being for them. 

They didn't have to wait that long for Ximen's phone rung shortly afterwards. Si's contact flashing onto the screen a picture of the 12 year old Si dressed in his sisters clothing and heels taking over the entire screen. The group of four had a little giggle at the contact photo before going quiet and allowing Ximen to answer the phone. 

"Hello Ximen where did you guys go?" Came the confused voice of Si down the phone.

"Si, We came to London to see you. We just landed, where are you?" Ximen replied giving everyone around him a proud face for having come up with such a good idea. 

"What? I came back to Shanghai. Come back here." Si's voice rang out and the other three members of the group had to stifle their laughter before they gave the prank away. 

"We can't. Because of you we've enrolled in some school in London, we've already paid the tuition fees." Ximen continued to lie as he looked at the others for any good ideas. 

"I don't care come back here." Si had started to argue Yingyue started to point towards Lei as to use him as the next plot point the group of four moving towards the rooms doors and opening them as silently as they possibly could. 

"No. Lei said that he's not coming back anymore if you're refusing to talk to him." Ximen said this last statement before they walked in turning the volume of his phone down as low possible to not give away that they were in the room. 

"Who says I'm not talking to him, I've got plenty to say to him. Ask Lei to come back." Was the final set of words spoken by Si before the three upstairs signalled that Lei should speak aloud now.

"What do you want to say to me?" Lei spoke aloud alerting the pineapple haired heir of the groups presence. The group of four standing next to one another on the stairs began to wave as Si looked up to see whether they were really in the room. 

"So this is a prank then?" Si questioned as the four sent him a small smile and headed down the stairs. Yingyue was at the back of the line they had formed and stared down at the stairs having fallen down them one too many times to be comfortable. Lei was the only one to come completely off the staircase and stand opposite the final member of the group. 

 "So what did you want to say to me?" He questioned again waiting for Si to turn around and address him. 

"Lei what happened before." Si started before he was cut off "Which one" with the rate this drama was heading Yingyue signalled to one of the two others to get their phones out to record this moment in time. She would have done it herself but her phone was flat and currently needed a charge.

"Regarding the Spiderman" Si continued on

"I don't mind, however, I think you still owe me an official apology." Lei announced as he gave a smirk obviously enjoying this sudden power he had. Lei looked back at the three still stood on the stairs, nobody had started recording yet but they were ready. 

"Si you are my good friend, but you should really apologise to Lei for that." Ximen backed up obviously too wanting to see Si apologise considering it had been a while. Mei Zuo took the initiative to start the recording announcing that he wanted to be able to relieve the moment. He had switched positions on the stairs with Ximen so he was stood closer to the two boys and now the engaged couple were stood next to each other. Yingyue was clutching Ximen's arm in anticipation she was more than ready for this to occur. The three on the stairs watched on and let out a little cheer when Si bowed at 90 degrees in apology. 

Lei brushed this action off using the words "What are you doing? I'm not dead yet." Yingyue barely stepped back in enough time to stop the hurricane which was Si as he charged after the two boys on the stairs for mocking his apology.

It finally felt as though they were getting somewhere close to being almost back to normal. The friendship group might just have started to be back on the mend.