Always there | Cheng X Reader | A Karate kid fanfic

Chapter 6: The Maintenance Man I - The Chase

Previously...

Cheng was just about to straighten up again when, on a complete whim, he glanced up. A very familiar pair of eyes at the door met his. Surprise flooded Cheng before a malicious smirk rose to his face. Dre stood at the door, peering into the window; when they made eye contact, the ecstatic excitement in his eyes ebbed away

Master Li let out the starting yell and, at once, they all snapped into the first sequence of moves, after which they froze, awaiting the next yell. Throughout the beginning of the routine, Cheng kept eye contact with Dre, pouring all his effort and energy into his movements

All too soon, Dre backed away from the door, heavily downcast. Grin widening, even more, Cheng barely resisted the urge to leap into the air in triumph. Instead, he restrained himself to expressing his high spirits through his kung fu, packing more power into his movements than he usually did. (End flashback)

At the end of his tale, the entire table was chortling loudly, much to the annoyance of the other customers

"Guys," I said between giggles "We should quiet down. Everyone's starting to look annoyed"

Slowly, the others ended their laughter and collectively sighed contentedly

"Well, maybe now he'll get the message and back off," Zhuang said with a smirk

Xiang grabbed his water glass and raised it into the air. "I say we go out to celebrate this event"

"Well, since we can't eat a second lunch," Zhuang began, "how about dinner at my house tonight?"

"Sounds like a plan," Feng said as everyone clinked their glasses together

~First Person P.O.V~

Cheng yawned as he stretched out comfortably beneath a lofty tree in the school courtyard. It was late—well, late for a school day. Classes had already been in session for about half an hour, but since it was the day of the tenth grade's field trip to the Forbidden City, neither Cheng nor any of his fellow classmates were required to show up for classes

Folding his hands behind his head as a makeshift pillow, Cheng closed his eyes, sighing in content as a pleasant breeze rolled over him

Naturally, peace was nearly unattainable when I walked over to him

All too soon, Cheng heard soft footsteps crunching in the grass beside him, and a foot prodded his side, followed by a familiar whine "Cheng! Move over!"

Cracking open one eye, Cheng looked up to see me standing over him. The first thing he noticed was my legs, slim and smooth and bared nearly up to mid-thigh. His eye followed the toned line of my long legs up to my face, where I was looking at him expectantly. Absentmindedly, he mused over how nice my legs looked before mentally slapping himself—after all, he wasn't supposed to be having weird thoughts like that over his best friend right?

"Did you hear me?" I whined again, planting my hands on my hips as I glared down at Cheng. I nudged him with my foot again "Move over"

Cheng yawned, feigning disinterest "You shouldn't stand like that when wearing a skirt, Y/n"

Immediately, red flushed my complexion and my foot reflexively found its way to Cheng's side again—only this time much, much harder "Excuse me?"

"I was just kidding!" Cheng wheezed, sitting up and moving over to allow me space to sit beside him. Holding his throbbing side, he glared up at me, noticing with faint amusement that I was gripping the edge of my skirt subconsciously now "I didn't even see anything; calm down"