WARNING: NSFW
No-one under 17 allowed.
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After having fun in the pool, everyone washed themselves and got together to have the birthday feast. The dishes were all vegetarian and were cooked by Fang Junjie- the head chef, and Tang Rong and Duan Wei - his Sous chefs.
"Mhmmm… Devicious!" Rong Qing moaned after having a bite of her favorite dish. "Junjie, you wasted your talent in studying."
Others were amused.
Everyone's hunger seemed to come alive from the fragrance of these home-cooked dishes. Eagerly, they dug into the food.
Li Jin had already filled his stomach with smoothies and juices but he seemed to have never noticed his stomach's surrender. Happily, he took a bite of all the dishes he wanted to try.
"Rong Rong, pass the soup to me." Duan Wei said to Tang Rong who was sitting two seats to the left of him.
Sitting left to Fang Bai, Tang Rong tried to use his left hand to pass the big bowl of soup but he suddenly hissed because of the heat and the heavy weight of the utensil that almost made his fingers snap. The bowl tumbled out of his hand.
Fang Bai, who was engrossed in eating his favorite dish, moved in a split second. With both hands, he caught the base of the hot bowl easily and kept it next to Duan Wei as if it was a simple slip of the hand of Tang Rong. Since he didn't panic, others at the table also thought the matter was trivial and continued to eat the food.
Duan Wei also used the ladle to scoop the soup, so he didn't notice that the material of the bowl was not insulating.
With complicated emotions, Tang Rong gazed at Fang Bai who had again started eating the dish with a happy face.
Noticing his weird gaze, the latter was confused, "Did you also want to drink the soup? My bad, I should have asked you since you hadn't even taken a sip. I thought you disliked it."
Tang Rong looked down at the food on his plate. He himself never noticed he didn't drink this particular soup.
"Did you get hurt by the hot bowl?" He spoke.
"Huh?" The other looked more confused.
"The bowl was very hot."
"Oh, that! It's okay, nothing much. It's not even an injury, don't fret."
"Go and apply the burn cream on your hands."
"No!" Fang Bai softly whined.
"Go. Now. Before you regret it."
"Rong Rong you asshole."
At last, Fang Bai was still questioned by Junjie when the smell of ointment spread around, and he had to show both his hands like how a child showed to his parents. Thankfully, Rong-Rong had taken action on time and his hands were just a light shade red when the medicine was applied.
Since the matter was already out, Fang Bai also gave the ointment to Rong Rong so that he could apply it on his left hand.
After the dinner, they officially ended the short, informal party. Everyone greeted Fang Bai the last 'Happy Birthday' of the day and hugged him before they left.
Li Jin declined Duan Wei's offer to drop him off, and vanished into the dark alleys once he got out of the building.
Tang Rong and Duan Wei went to drop off Rong Qing into her hotel room. Han Bo also joined them since his home was on the way.
Junjie also went to the parking lot to drop Long You.
The lights of the parking lot were dim. In a black Rolls Royce, Junjie sat on the passenger seat as Long You bent over him from the open door.
Flustered by the closeness, Junjie spoke, "Hey, you should also take a seat; don't remain standing." He had been pushed into the car as his boyfriend thought he would get a cold outside.
"No. I like it here like this." Using the roof of the car as a support, the older man leaned down more until he could vaguely feel the breath of the other. In the silence of the night, both of them could hear each other's long and slow breaths. The air conditioner was turned on, so a gentle, heated air reached the younger man once in a while; his neck and ears felt hot all over.
Junjie did not push the other man away. He could smell the unique scent of the other, who was still staring at him without looking away. The gentle gaze seemed to be grazing through his skin.
"The thing you said at the party… Did you do that for me?" The older man finally spoke again. Junjie could almost feel the low voice on the skin of his neck as a heat wave traveled all over his body. He panted lightly and he could see the other man also getting affected by each hot exhale he took.
"Hmm.." His voice shivered as he realized how hoarse it was. He looked at Long You and saw his expressions change. Was it because of his frankness and acceptance of the relationship which was much more than the day the other had proposed to him.
Junjie felt a strange sensation again as Long You once again leaned more. This time he had removed his hands from the car roof and instead put them on both his sides on the seat. There was barely any distance between them now. He did not know whether he was breathing in oxygen or the other man's exhales. His hands tightened on the seat as the older man approached more.
"Look at me." The voice was low and mellow. Junjie looked up and saw those soft eyes which seemed to only contain him. He clenched his fingers more as the other moved closer. His brain seemed to be not working. He could faintly make out both of them breathing each other as their lips finally touched.
His breath stopped.
An electrifying shudder traveled from his ears to his neck, fading at the chest. It was just a normal touch of lips, but the implication behind it was huge. As their lips parted, Long You's hands traveled from his chest to his stomach. He could feel a knot forming in his stomach as those hands traveled more until they reached his waist firmly. The entire time Long You was still looking at him.
"I love you, Junjie." Long You spoke hoarsely. Fang Junjie's fingers loosened their grips from the seat. Oh, how close Long You was to him.
He lifted his numb fingers and slowly brought them to the other's face. They could both see their own faces in each other's eyes.
Softly, he whispered, "I like you…"
He let himself go as the other man again dipped down, this time with a more frequent breath. His heart was beating crazily when their lips met again, this time to ravage each other.