Yixing was walking around the apartment with a smile plastered on his face. And he was still playing with the box he was carrying around. The entire day.
"Can you be less happy? I thought you need to go home," Chao smacked the shit out of Yixing when he was passing by him. He almost took away his breath from the impact on his back.
But Yixing was just too happy with his present to care. Or strike back. He just grinned at Chao and ignored his horrified and disgusted face.
"I'm going home," he agreed. But not even that would make his day worse. Because in the box was something he was really proud of.
"Is that my present?" Chao came back and tried to get the box for himself, but Yixing was slightly taller, so he only raised his hand and evaded Chao's attacks.
