Yan Yu dreamt a long dream of many strange things where there was everything yet nothing left behind. His breathing was heavy and stuttered as he was finally released from his dreams after great difficulty. Waking up with dazed and befuddled eyes, numerous shades and shapes appeared and coalesced together before him, and they slowly became clearer and clearer until a very familiar face appeared.
Xun Chuan was lying on top of him, and his eyes went wide open as he said,
"If you didn't wake up any sooner, I'd have thought you'd died."
There was a moment where his eyes looked so bright and alive, so arrogant and prideful.
Yan Yu paused in surprise before he understood. He reached out to touch Xun Chuan's face, and then to the injury that disappeared by his throat.
He chuckled as he quietly said,
"How good."
But he wouldn't say what's good.
Xun Chuan simply thought that he was complimenting his looks and tilted his chin up to push right in front of his face,
"Right right, not even a single scratch."
He was so close that the moment Yan Yu shifted his head, he could kiss him. And the reality was he did just that. Holding onto Xun Chuan's slightly cold chin, he kissed him on the cheek, pausing for a few seconds before moving away. Following along, he agreed with Xun Chuan,
"Hmm. Not a single scratch."
Xun Chuan faced up towards Yan Yu's deep eyes, actually somehow feeling a bit embarrassed. If he had a body temperature, his ears would probably be burning up right now. He flipped over and curled up under the blankets, saying in a muffled voice,
"I'm stronger than you now......"
Yan Yu slightly raised his eyebrow,
"And so......?"
Xun Chuan's tone held a tinge of joy from gaining the upper hand,
"You can never kick me away now."
"I won't tell you to leave,"
Yan Yu thought that Xun Chuan was acting a bit idiotic, and he lay back down. He scooped Xun Chuan into his embrace and kissed him on his slightly cold forehead, before sighing,
"Never ever going to kick you away."
There were times where Xun Chuan thought that if Yan Yu had been honest with him in the beginning and he himself had been accepting and believed his words, the two of them may have gone through days of high tension and panic, but he may die in the end anyway.
A quiet and peaceful death, and because he already knew the reason beforehand, he would hold no grudge or a burning desire. Never turning into a malicious ghost and in the end, gone off for reincarnation.
This situation now, even if it was too painful and difficult to get here, who could not say that this was another way for them to be together.
Yan Yu hadn't been lying down for very long before he realized that he was covered in dirt and dust. He could even feel the stickiness of dried out sweat on his back. He quickly left the bed and grabbed the sheets to throw them into the washing machine before heading to take a shower himself.
Xun Chuan lifted up his hand, and a clean white sheet floated out from the closet. He listened through the door, hearing only the "wah-la-la" of the water, before he stuck his hands on the shower glass door, positioning himself as if he would storm in. Purposefully trying to scare Yan Yu, he said,
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Don't be a Kept Man
RomanceIn this world, there is always one type of man who does not want to improve themselves. They care only for themselves, by whatever means possible. They make their life goal to be kept as a lover, and they will use their lovers up until they have no...
