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I Don't Understand Pocky Day

Summary:

"Today is Pocky's day. What kind of day is that?"

Xingchen asked that, and Xueyang maybe has to show what's the right answer is.

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I Don't Understand Pocky Day

Xuexiao fic

**11.11 happy pocky day!**

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"Today is Pocky's day. What kind of day is that?"

Xingchen lowered his magazine to see his niece busy at playing her handphone. The girl continued to smile, sinked down by something that Xingchen didn't understand. The girl's cheeks turned red for no reason, and laughed weirdly to the HP in her hand.

 

Just a few days ago, Xingchen returned from his study abroad in France, to pursue the fashion major that he loved so much. After returning to China, he was like meeting at a new world. There are some things that Xingchen did not understand from Asian culture that he did not encounter while studying in Europe. And when he opened the magazine, he found several model couples scattered around with their romantic poses with a pocky, Xingchen was able to link his eyebrows.

 

"What are you laughing at, Aqing?" Xingchen frowned.  The gray-eyed girl immediately dropped her cellphone as soon as she found out that in the room she was not alone. Didn't she forget that quality time with her uncle after years should have been made so valuable?

 

"Nothing," he said with her eyes pointing at the ceiling. This sweet girl's treatment made a twitch on Xingchen's head. If the girl really wanted to lie to him about dating, can she behave more intelligently?

 

"Today is pocky day. All posters are like endorsing this food brand," Xingchen tapped his magazine on the table. "Even a kind of formal-fashion magazine looks so full of colors. Is this Christmas ?!"

 

Aqing suddenly laughed. Even more excited than when she was chatting with 'whoever' on his cellphone.

 

"Uncle, how long have you been in the cave? You spent your 27 years in vain. Or, studying in France makes you very old-fashioned? I’m afraid to take that major next time." Aqing snorted. Once again makes the other person rubbed his chest. "This is a couple's event which is very trend nowadays. Not much different from Valentine which involves the chocolate."

 

"I - I really don't understand."

 

Aqing sighed. Her uncle studied about amazing fashionable fabric that was very cool in such a big country, without understanding a trend that was so hotshot in this era. She was afraid that this would be an unpleasant discussion with her friends. She was already showing off how famous he is as a fashion designer, but still out of date?

 

"I'll contact Xueyang."

 

Xingchen began to rowdy,

 

"What!?"

 

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"I can't believe I'm dating with an old man."

 

Xueyang's head was immediately beaten by Xingchen magazine book. The tall young man threw himself onto the sofa while folding his arms and showing a grim expression. He did not think Xueyang really came to serve his ridiculous confusion.

 

If he had to deal with this coxy youngster, he would like to find out himself with the Internet. But Aqing insisted that direct knowledge would be better to be understood. And stupidly, Xingchen just agreed.

 

How many candies did Xueyang give to bribe that child so that she would ally with him?

 

"Relax, babe. I'm not mocking you. I just want to help."

 

Xingchen's eyes stabbed closely into Xueyang's gaze, not accept that statement. "I know you better."

 

Xueyang just sighed. His stubborn boyfriend appear like a mestruating girl. Then, he took out something from his tote bag. A pretty pink pack with a pretty ribbon around it.

 

"I brought pocky."

 

Xingchen frowned. "So? You got it from your female partner?"

 

Xueyang immediately dodged it, "I got my bonus from where I work. And he is not a woman. Are you that jealous? Usually I am the one who got jealous." The shorter young man shook his head in understanding. He couldn’t be angry, but feel so relieved when his boyfriend began to be jealous. That is a rare event.

 

Morover, Xingchen also did not understand why the Pocky day effected him to be this annoyed.

 

"I'll teach you how to celebrate Pocky Day, as long as you don't sulk me like that, ok dear?"

 

Xingchen is silent. He was busy controlling the chest that was beating uncontrollably all the time whenever he was alone in the same room with Xueyang. It is always like that. He wanted to quickly end the pocky day problem which made him curious. After that he will look for reasons to keep busy.

 

"Put one of these pocky sticks in your mouth. Don't eat it yet."

 

Xingchen was still showing off his wonder expression. He looked at the pocky stick covered in pink chocolate with a strange look. Is there anything special about them?

 

"Hm." The pocky stick already hung on his lips.

 

Xingchen was truly surprised by the lives of young people nowadays, spending time in vain. Throwing money away to buy a box of Pocky, and wasting them to be played around. This is really a trend that is not suitable for a men on his age. He couldn’t understand why Xueyang also joined the tre ----

 

/ Krak

/ Nomm ~

 

Xingchen suddenly opened his eyes when he felt such a warmth touched on his lips. Both eyes shifted in panic when the pocky sticks was almost gone in his mouth. That stick was quite long, now it's just a pinch on the edge of his lips. Then his attention was thrown at Xueyang who was chewing on something.

 

Is he the culprit for the disappearance of the pocky on Xingchen's lips ?!

 

Xueyang was so fascinated by Xingchen's red cheeks and panic face. Looks so sweet, sweet like a pocky that he has tasted. He licked the crumbs on the edge of his lips, and seductively put his lips back on Xingchen’s lips. 1 minute pause for Xingchen to regain his consciousness.

 

Xingchen wided his eyes. In front of him was Xueyang and his boyfriend’s breath roared at his nose. They are too close! Xingchen couldn’t protest even though the rest of the pocky in his mouth had totally gone, had licked by the perpetrator.

 

"That's a way to celebrate pocky day." Xingchen's lips were rubbed softly by Xueyang's thumb. Xingchen's body crumpled up ... his eyes rolled in fear toward the pocky package which still had many pocky sticks left.

 

Xingchen really doesn't understand what kind of day a pocky day is !!

 

** end **

Notes:

gramatically error, i sleep too much in english class(?)
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