Thread by @xueyushi, an oh-my-god-they-were-neighbours au where wwx receives a package in the mail one [...]

an oh-my-god-they-were-neighbours au where wwx receives a package in the mail one day & it’s quite clearly not meant for him bc he didn’t order anything but it has his address on it so he opens it anyway – it’s a dress. a knee length, floral, baby blue dress with a multi-layered–

skirt. he’s immediately confused, bc now he knows for certain that this. isn’t meant for him. but he has no idea what to do w it, so he hangs it up in his wardrobe & forgets about it; maybe he can gift it to yanli, or wen qing even though it’s really not her thing.

but later that night he gets kind of... curious. he tries it on & is surprised to find that it actually fits him & it... feels good. really comfortable. airy & light. plus it makes his ass look GREAT. so he thinks, to hell with it, nobody will know if he keeps it.

he doesn’t wear it out – not that he’d be ashamed to or anything, he just doesn’t have a reason to – but sometimes he’ll come home & try it on just to admire himself & feel comfortable. he thinks that’s it – the situation is over.

it isn’t. a week later, he receives another–

package in the mail. this time, it’s an ankle-length skirt that shimmers when he twirls from side to side in front of his mirror. he kind of really loves it, & again, it makes his ass look DIVINE. so it joins the dress in his wardrobe, & that’s that.

until he receives three–

more packages over the next two weeks; a pair of skirts, another dress, & a cream jumpsuit that’s just slightly too long for him but still works if he wears platform boots. he adores them all, & throws them into his growing collection at the back of his wardrobe, but he’s still–

confused as to where they’re all actually coming from. he certainly isn’t ordering them, so maybe they’re meant for one of his neighbours? & maybe he starts to feel a little guilty – someone else has obviously paid for those clothes & must be disappointed that they haven’t–

received them, so he should probably apologise & pay them back. he could, you know, GIVE them the clothes. but he kind of loves them, so reimbursement will suffice. he decides to check w all his neighbours to see if they’re missing any clothes, so he begins knocking at doors.

the college student across the hall isn’t missing any clothes, so he thanks her for her time & moves on. the elderly woman two doors down hasn’t been expecting any packages, but she does invite wwx in for tea. he politely declines & moves on. he checks at every door on his–

floor, but to no avail. finally, he decides to try one floor up; his apartment is 104, so maybe the resident of apartment 204 put in the wrong address when ordering those clothes. he knocks at 204’s door & is surprised when a tall, frankly beautiful man answers. wwx is about–

to apologise for wasting the man’s time, but then he looks down to see that the man is wearing a flowing white skirt w a– oh god– a BUNNY stitched above the hem. 2 thoughts run through wwx’s mind:

1. that skirt is fucking adorable

2. he’s been stealing this beautiful man’s–

clothes. OH FUCK HE’S BEEN STEALING THIS BEAUTIFUL MAN’S CLOTHES!!!!!

he apologises profusely, offering to pay the man back in full. the man, who introduces himself as lwj, rather bluntly points out that the clothes are, uh... expensive. maybe wwx would prefer to just give him–

the clothes back?? wwx sighs but relunctantly accepts – sure, maybe they’re secretly the most comfortable clothes he’s ever worn, but he can buy his own skirts, right? it’ll be easy. he’ll be so good at choosing them. so he takes lwj down to his own apartment & loads all of his–

missing clothes into his arms, then bids him goodbye. lwj nods & leaves.

after that, wwx attempts to buy his own skirts & dresses – he shops w his sister, buying hoards of clothes that somehow never feel as comfortable as lwj’s. they’re always so itchy, or not breathable–

enough, or made of such poor-quality material that they’re ripped or ruined when he washes them. he’s frustrated & desperate – so he goes to lwj for help. lwj tells him that he usually shops online, & gives him a list of every site he favours. he tells him how to estimate–

sizes, which site is best for dresses & which is best for skirts, which materials are the nicest on skin. wwx soaks up this information gratefully & returns to his own apartment to shop – only to be met w another hurdle.

lwj really wasn’t kidding when he said these clothes–

were expensive. wwx’s usual wardrobe consists of cheap sweaters & the same 2 pairs of jeans he’s had since uni, so he’s floored by the price tag on these items. he sighs, closes his laptop, & decides to leave the matter alone.

& then, another week later, a package comes in the–

mail. wwx opens it up to find possibly the most beautiful dress he’s ever seen – silky & a deep red, it comes down to his ankles, showing a slit along his right leg. it’s– hot, & so comfortable, & his ass has never looked better. but he sighs & folds it back up, then takes it–

upstairs to lwj’s apartment. he apologises once again for receiving his package & pushes it into lwj’s arms, but lwj just shakes his head & gives it right back.

“for you,” he says.

wwx is astonished. “why?”

lwj tells him that he remembered, only after giving wwx a list of–

websites, how wwx had reluctantly given lwj his clothes back instead of paying him. he realised that maybe wwx couldn’t use those sites after all, as expensive as they are, so he took it upon himself to buy something for wwx – something of his own, that suits him.

wwx almost drops to his knees in thanking him, but lwj just shakes his head fondly & says, “if you’d really like to show your gratitude, wear it tonight at 7. I’ll pick you up.”

& wwx is like. holy shit. holy SHIT. is he asking me on a date???

“are you asking me on a date?”

lwj nods & says, “if that’s okay.”

YES??? it is very much okay. it’s great, actually. so wwx agrees, & as promised he wears the red dress that night. lwj wears a blue skirt to complement his look, & together they eat out at a fancy restaurant & then they get ice cream & then–

they go home & uh. they don’t need the dress/skirt for the rest of the night

& months later when they move in together, they’re forced to buy a second wardrobe to fit all their clothes.

the end.

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