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Part 7 of Twin.Tailss's Nicest Week 2025
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Adorned in white & gold

Summary:

Nice isn't an idiot.

He knows this is fake. He knows, in a way that aches somewhere deep, deep within his chest, that Lin Ling doesn't love him- not like that. He knows that Lin Ling is just an actor, playing his boyfriend for the public's adoration. Knows Lin Ling is a PR stunt, meant to make him more relatable to his younger audience. Knows that the news outlets would run wild if he ever let it slip how he felt when he saw Lin Ling for the first time- shielding a group of kids with his body, looking up at him with concrete dust still caught in his hair, with those deep brown eyes staring up at him in wonder, admiration, and relief. He knows Lin Ling is smitten with this blonde travel influencer Nice hasn't yet bothered to learn the name of. It's the reason the calendar hanging in their shared kitchen has her irritating face plastered all over it.

But seeing Lin Ling swathed in his cold ivory and shimmering gold, he can't help but want.

NICEST WEEK 2025: OCT 19
PROMPTS:
Clothing Swap, Fake Dating

Notes:

Nice is a simp here. Also, I wrote it in like a day, so. ENJOY!!!

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         I need to get Lin Ling an entirely new wardrobe. Stat.

         A frown tugged the edges of his lips down into a thin pout as he glowered at the too-big t-shirt. It was this gaudy yellow color- like sunlight, but make it ten times more annoying than it already was. He tugged on the collar, trying to put as much distance between his skin and the uncomfortable material as possible. The polyester t-shirt was oddly stiff against his body, crinkling every time he shifted like paper, and the seams scratched against his skin unpleasantly. It made him crave to crawl out of his skin.

         How does he live like this!? He used his other hand to scratch at his arm. It was itchy too- nothing like the high-quality cotton he was accustomed to. He's been my 'boyfriend' for an entire year now. Treeman should be paying him more. He should have the money to pay for much better clothes than these. Not stuff that feels like it was made with the most corners cut as possible to skimp out on the cost, yet is still overpriced as hell.

         He glanced down, letting his hand drop back down to his side. He tugged on the waistband of Lin Ling's tight black shorts, letting it snap back against his skin with a wince. It was smooth against him as it hugged tight against his ass- like plastic. Too smooth. It grated on his nerves… but, to give credit where credit was due, the shorts did make his ass look great. Even if they do cut off the blood flow.

         Nice shifted forward on the couch, letting his sharp stare fall upon the white tiled floor. He'd cleaned the entire house just a few hours ago, and the floors were still so clean they seemed to sparkle in the cheery sunlight beaming down at him from the floor-to-ceiling windows. He squinted, observing his reflection in the mirrored surface. He frowned.

         Lin Ling always looked adorable in these kinds of clothes in a way that Nice just didn't. Even earlier today, when Lin Ling had been wearing this exact outfit, he'd been adorable. The shirt hung baggy around his hips as he curled himself into the couch, his messy hair pillowing out behind him as he worried his thumb between his teeth- a bad habit he had never quite learned to shake. His brows had been scrunched together in thought as he stared up at the ceiling. He had slid his gaze over to Nice after a second, and a smirk had tugged at the corners of his pretty mouth in this way that tugged on his heart, warming his normally cold body from the inside out.

         "Hey," he'd smiled his imperfect, crooked smile- the one that scrunched up the corners of his eyes and wrinkled his nose. The one that was so real and alive that it always, without fail, made his heart freeze in his chest. Lin Ling's casual warmth always scorched through his body like an inferno, making his fingers itch with the reckless desire to reach out and touch him. "Wanna see what I'd look like in white 'n gold?"

         He had never liked it when anyone else wore his clothes. He could never quite shake the feeling that they were contaminated somehow, and the idea made his skin writhe in protest. But it was different when it was Lin Ling… and he could never deny him anything he wanted. Not when he wore that devastatingly handsome, imperfect smile that made him feel so much more real than everyday life did.

         The bathroom door slammed open, shaking Nice out of his thoughts with a jolt. He snapped his head up as boots squeaked on the porcelain tile, his breath catching in his throat as Lin Ling stepped out into the light with his signature grin stretched across his face. His chest tightened. He looks good in white. He observed, his eyes roaming appreciatively over Lin Ling's form. The expensive, luxurious fabric of Nice's hero suit sagged a little on his ass, but it pulled tight against his chest, highlighting every line Nice had ever burned to trace with his teeth and tongue.

         Suddenly, he wished these shorts weren't so tight. He tugged a blanket Lin Ling had left haphazardly draped on the couch over his lap, hoping he was being surreptitious. Luckily, it didn't seem like Lin Ling was paying much attention to him. He spun around in a circle, a grin stretching from ear to ear as Nice's cape dragged on the floor behind him. Nice's heart stirred. He looks really, really good in my colors.

         But Nice wasn't an idiot.

         He knows this is all fake. He knows, in a way that aches somewhere deep, deep within his chest, that Lin Ling doesn't love him- not like that. He knows that Lin Ling is just an actor, playing his boyfriend for the public's adoration. Knows Lin Ling is a PR stunt, meant to make him more relatable to his younger audience. Knows that the news outlets would run wild if he ever let it slip how he felt when he saw Lin Ling for the first time- shielding a group of kids with his body, looking up at him with concrete dust still caught in his hair, with those deep brown eyes staring up at him in wonder, admiration, and relief. He knows Lin Ling is smitten with this blonde travel influencer Nice hasn't yet bothered to learn the name of. It's the reason the calendar hanging in their shared kitchen has her irritating face plastered all over it.

         But seeing Lin Ling swathed in his cold ivory and shimmering gold, he can't help but want. Want in a way that made his chest ache every night with longing as he stared at Lin Ling's back, his body aching with the desire to wrap Lin Ling up in his arms and never ever let him go.

         "It fits better than I expected it to, honestly. A little loose around the ass, though." He grinned, finally turning back around to face him. A light red bloomed on his cheeks, a faint pink dusting the tips of his ears. Nice's throat clicked dryly as he swallowed, mesmerized. Dressed in his gold and white, Lin Ling almost looked like he was his. He wanted to rip the fabric off Lin Ling just enough to touch him; he wanted to make that pink spread down his neck to his chest, his cock, his- "Sooo? How do I look, baobei?"

         Nice paused for a moment before he smiled slowly, letting fondness soften the corners of his eyes. "You look great."

         When I replace his wardrobe, I should buy him some more clothes in gold and white. His throat bobbed in a swallow. For a moment, the idea of a white choker wrapped delicately around Lin Ling's neck slipped through his mind. He shoved the thought away. I doubt he'd mind it. And then when other people look at him, they'll think of me. His fingers twitched, balling into fists on his thighs, temptation oozing thick through the air as Lin Ling moved to sit beside him.

         He knew it suddenly, the realization hitting him all at once. He needed Lin Ling to love him back, and he'd do anything to make that happen. He'd do anything to make Lin Ling look at him with that same adoration he had when they first met.

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