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It’s Fei Du that suggests it initially. Luo Wenzhou stares at him for a moment before barking out a laugh and pinching the other man’s chin.
“Darling, I would love to do this for you,” Luo Wenzhou says in a tone that’s the diametric opposite of placating. “But how am I supposed to wake up before you? Isn’t that a little inhumane?”
“I forgot that even the elderly need their beauty sleep,” Fei Du says dryly. “Leave it. Maybe we’ll just do handcuffs again.”
01 May 2021
It’s not a new fact that Mobei Jun is notoriously hard to read. Now that they’ve freshly entered a romantic entanglement, Shang Qinghua thinks he’ll have a better understanding of Mobei Jun’s expressions.
However, there is one particularly angry one that Mobei Jun seems to have reserved purely for him, and Shang Qinghua has no idea what it means.
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18 Apr 2021
Chu Wanning knows what he is and what he isn’t. And where he lacks in pleasantries and outward appeal, he makes up for in untouchable grace and dignity.
It threatens to unravel once he meets a familiar face in an unfamiliar city.
“So quick to run away from me, Chu-laoshi,” Mo Ran says, voice gently teasing as Chu Wanning refuses to make eye contact with him. “After you came all the way from…”
He trails off, waiting for Chu Wanning to let him know, but he sees the map open on Chu Wanning’s phone and grins wider. “You want directions?”
Chu Wanning clears his throat, and shakes his head. He should say something— instead, he stays silent as he looks down at his phone and punches in the hotel name again.
Happily, his phone tells him to try again when he has signal.
15 Mar 2021
Mo Ran tries to win over the new librarian at his university through his cooking. It goes well, up until someone else takes a page out of his book and starts to bring Chu Wanning food too.
Much to Mo Ran’s satisfaction, Chu Wanning starts with his food first. Mo Ran leans back in his chair and folds his arms over his chest, watching as Chu Wanning delicately vacuums the entire thermos worth of noodles.
“Was it good?” Mo Ran asks and Chu Wanning nods. The smallest smile tugs at the corner of his lips and Mo Ran almost sends himself over the moon when Chu Wanning says, “You’re a talented cook.”
The mood is quickly punctured by Chu Wanning pushing the cursed dish towards Mo Ran mere moments later.
“Have some,” he says, nodding towards Mo Ran's direct competition. “They’re not terrible.”
Mo Ran can’t help it. He looks at the container like it’s his mortal enemy.
Today, he’d shown up out of nowhere too. Not at the restaurant, but at Kojiro’s apartment in the late evening.
The thing Kojiro likes about Kaoru the most though is his sense of style. Sort of. Not that there’s a dearth of attractive physical qualities when it comes to Kaoru, but Kojiro has a fondness for the clothes he wears. Specifically, how they make it so easy to get access to him. How seamless it is to pull apart the layers, palm him through expensive fabric, lay little lovebites across his bare chest. How Kojiro doesn’t even have to get him fully naked to enjoy him.