That evening, Sheng Wang barely managed to get any sleep. He had to force himself to get up early the next morning, his stomach growling in protest. He hadn't eaten a proper dinner last night, so he piled his plate with double his usual serving at breakfast, hoping to fill himself up.
He had even forgotten his routine of taking notes before bed, all thanks to his last encounter with Jiang Tian that had left his mind spinning.
Luckily, Jiang Tian was still asleep when Sheng Wang got up, allowing him to move around the dorm without feeling those familiar, watchful eyes on him. He even left for school a bit earlier, convinced that his day wouldn't be too stressful. The weather was nice, and everything seemed to flow smoothly. For some reason, he even felt a small relief when he noticed the only notification on Jiang Tian's phone was from a shop confirming a blanket order they planned to share.
The day passed almost uneventfully, save for one small incident. One of his male classmates accidentally bumped into the back of Sheng Wang's chair when the bell rang, and everyone was in a hurry to get to the cafeteria. Sheng Wang didn't remember his name, and the boy didn't even apologize, but he let it go, not wanting to make a big deal out of it.
But when Sheng Wang finally reached the cafeteria, what he saw made his chest tighten painfully.
He didn't remember the boy's name, but he knew that face.
There, right beside Jiang Tian at the table, sat that same boy—right with Little Mouth Xu, Gao Tianyang, and Little Pepper.
For a moment, Sheng Wang's feet froze on the spot. Then, without a second thought, he turned and walked out of the cafeteria, his heart heavy.
He skipped lunch again.
Back in the classroom, Sheng Wang threw himself onto his chair, burying his face in his arms, hoping he could just nap through the pain and confusion gnawing at him. He didn't want to make assumptions, but as the bell rang to end lunch, he found himself watching the door, waiting for that classmate to return. But he never did.
Even as the school day ended, that boy didn't come back to class.
After the night study session, Sheng Wang gathered his things quickly and walked back to the dorm, a storm of emotions swirling inside him.
On his way down the hall, he overheard two female students talking. They didn't notice him, but his ears picked up Jiang Tian's name, and he immediately hid behind a pillar to listen.
"Jiang Tian? Really?" One of the girls asked in surprise.
"Yes! My friend said he sat with their group during lunch. He was talking with him the entire time," the other replied excitedly.
"Zheng Xuan is so lucky!"
"Right! And isn't that why Jiang Tian hasn't been hanging out with Sheng Wang as much lately?"
"Well, I'm sticking with Sheng Wang, then. Jiang Tian's already interested in someone else, it seems."
As the girls walked past, Sheng Wang released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. Zheng Xuan, huh? he thought bitterly. Did he skip class just to be with Jiang Tian?
He strode back to the dorm, pushing open the door angrily.
"Sheng-ge?" Shi Yu looked up, startled by his sudden entrance.
"Where's Jiang Tian?" Sheng Wang asked directly.
Shi Yu thought for a moment. "He went back earlier, but he mentioned he had to go home. Didn't say why."
Without another word, Sheng Wang turned, left the dorm, and hurried outside to hail a cab.
When he finally reached their house, Sheng Wang punched the gate code, his fingers almost trembling with impatience, and walked inside, his steps brisk and determined.
Auntie Sun was there to greet him with a warm smile, but it faded when she noticed his expression. "What's wrong, Xiao Wang?" she asked, her voice full of concern.
"Is Gege home?" Sheng Wang asked, unaware of the term slipping from his lips.
Auntie Sun nodded, watching him curiously as he tossed his bag onto the couch and made his way upstairs, his steps heavy with frustration.
He marched straight to Jiang Tian's room and pushed the door open without knocking, slamming it shut behind him. Jiang Tian stood by his desk, startled by the sudden entry.
"Sheng Wang?" Jiang Tian said, surprise evident in his expression.
"What's wrong?" he asked gently.
But Sheng Wang said nothing, his jealousy and frustration overwhelming his words. In one swift move, he crossed the room, grabbed the back of Jiang Tian's neck, and pulled him into a kiss.
Jiang Tian, taken by surprise, hesitated but didn't push Sheng Wang away. Instead, he allowed the kiss, standing still, only moving when Sheng Wang's lips pressed deeper, trying to communicate everything he couldn't say in words. Gently, Jiang Tian brought his hands to Sheng Wang's arms and, with a soft grip, guided him back.
Sheng Wang tried to reach for him again, but Jiang Tian's firm hold stopped him. Slowly, he pulled out a chair and eased Sheng Wang into it. Sheng Wang, exhausted from the tension that had been building all day, let Jiang Tian guide him, sinking into the seat.
Jiang Tian crouched beside the chair, his gaze full of concern and understanding as he took Sheng Wang's hand. Their fingers touched, a comforting spark passing between them.
"What's going on, Wang-zai? Hmm?" Jiang Tian asked softly, his voice laced with patience.
Sheng Wang shifted, avoiding Jiang Tian's eyes, unsure how to respond.
Jiang Tian reached up, gently tilting Sheng Wang's chin until their gazes met again. "What is it?" he asked, his tone even softer.
For a long moment, Sheng Wang stared back, unable to find words to express the turmoil inside him. But Jiang Tian waited, his calm gaze unwavering.
Finally, Sheng Wang whispered, "Earlier…"
"Hmm?" Jiang Tian urged him to continue.
Taking a shaky breath, Sheng Wang forced the words out. "Did you… did you hang out with him all afternoon?"
Jiang Tian's brows rose, understanding dawning on his face as he patiently waited for Sheng Wang to continue.
"That boy… Zheng Xuan. He's in my class, but he skipped the afternoon. Were you with him? Why didn't you tell me you were coming home?" Sheng Wang asked, his voice trembling with hurt.
Jiang Tian let out a sigh, his lips curving into a gentle smile as he gave Sheng Wang's hand a reassuring squeeze. "No, I wasn't with him. I don't know where you got that idea. Sure, he sat with us at lunch, but that was just because he insisted. Tianyang didn't want to be rude, so we let him. And no, I wasn't with him afterward. I had my own class. If you'd checked your phone, you'd see I texted you—I had to come here for a form that needed mom's signature. That's all."
Sheng Wang's cheeks flushed, unable to meet Jiang Tian's eyes.
A comforting silence settled between them, until Jiang Tian asked, "Were you jealous?"
Sheng Wang tensed, looking away as the embarrassment crept up his face.
Seeing this, Jiang Tian chuckled softly. "There's no need to be. I refuse to have anyone as the reason for us to feel that we're apart from each other. You don't need to worry. I am never leaving you. Didn't you know that?"
"Look at me, Wang-zai." Jiang Tian let go of his hand and then proceeded to slowly cupping his face, his fingers sliding lower to lift his chin until he's looking up to him.
The moment he met Jiang Tian's gaze, every last bit of self-control he had remaining slipped away. Jiang Tian's eyes were filled with emotions he couldn't even begin to name.
Perhaps holding each other's gaze had already become their unspoken ritual, because neither seemed willing to look away. However, this time, it was Jiang Tian who made the first move, leaning forward and capturing Sheng Wang's lips with a kiss that was soft at first, almost as if giving him one last chance to pull away. But when Sheng Wang didn't, when he pressed back ever so slightly, Jiang Tian deepened the kiss gradually. His lips were so warm, firm, and insistent that Sheng Wang could feel his own pulse racing in his ears.
Jiang Tian's hand gently cupped the side of Sheng Wang's face, tilting his head just enough to gain better access. Sheng Wang's knees weakened under the intensity of the kiss, and before he knew it, Jiang Tian's hands were at his waist, lifting him effortlessly. Sheng Wang's breath caught in his throat as Jiang Tian guided him to the edge of the study table, placing him gently on the table's surface without breaking their kiss.
Sheng Wang let out a soft gasp. Once he was settled, his left hand instinctively gripped one side of the table for balance while his other hand held firmly onto Jiang Tian's nape for support. Standing between his legs, Jiang Tian's hands slowly slid up Sheng Wang's sides as his lips trailed from Sheng Wang's already swollen lips, down to his chin, his neck, and then to his earlobes—letting him hear how heavy Jiang Tian's breathing was—before returning to his lips. Sheng Wang's fingers tangled in the fabric of Jiang Tian's shirt as the kisses he received grew increasingly unbearable.
With precise intent, Jiang Tian moved closer, playfully biting Sheng Wang's earlobe.
A small, involuntary moan escaped from Sheng Wang's lips. Jiang Tian hummed in response, the vibration in his voice sending a shiver down Sheng Wang's spine, almost making him tremble. Jiang Tian's hand moved with deliberate slowness to Sheng Wang's school tie, loosening it and tossing it aside with careless abandon, not caring about the mess they might make.
Sheng Wang's heart pounded faster as Jiang Tian's fingers deftly undid the buttons of his school uniform, starting with the first one without a moment's hesitation. After he finally undid that first button, Sheng Wang felt Jiang Tian's lips travel down to his collarbone, pressing soft, lingering kisses onto his exposed skin. The gentle touch of his lips stood in contrast to the roughness of Jiang Tian's palm as it slowly caressed his arm.
Sheng Wang's breath caught as Jiang Tian nibbled gently at his collarbone, drawing yet another soft moan from him—one that could no longer conceal his building anticipation.
But before they could lose themselves further in the moment, a sudden knock at the door interrupted them.
"Are you boys alright in there?" Auntie Sun's voice called out.
Everything froze for a moment. Sheng Wang's eyes widened in panic, and he tried to pull himself out of Jiang Tian's embrace, but Jiang Tian held him firmly, not letting him go. Instead of stopping, Jiang Tian planted a playful kiss on Sheng Wang's neck, then slowly covered Sheng Wang's mouth with his hand to muffle any sound that might escape as he shamelessly continued what he was doing, undeterred by Auntie Sun standing right outside.
The silence that had filled the room was broken as Jiang Tian lightly nibbled Sheng Wang's neck and pressed his wet tongue to the freshly reddened spot, drawing a muffled gasp from Sheng Wang.
After placing a few more kisses, Jiang Tian slowly pulled back, his gaze never leaving Sheng Wang's.
Then he spoke, his voice calm and collected, as if he hadn't just done something so bold. "We're fine, Auntie Sun. Just working on some take-home assignments," he replied, his voice loud enough for her to hear through the door.
There was a brief pause, followed by a faint, "Alright," and the sound of her footsteps retreating down the hallway.
The moment they were alone again, Jiang Tian turned back to Sheng Wang with a mischievous sparkle in his eyes.
The soft kisses turned heated, each one rougher and more intense, revealing their overwhelming hunger for one another as they practically devoured each other's swollen lips. Sheng Wang's head was spinning, his body responding in ways he hadn't expected—but he didn't want to stop.
In a surge of sudden confidence and loss of control, he placed his hands on Jiang Tian's chest and pushed—gently at first, then with increasing urgency—until they stumbled slightly. They ended up pressed against the glass sliding door leading to the balcony. Sheng Wang pinned Jiang Tian against the wall, their lips colliding in a passionate, consuming kiss. This time, Sheng Wang took control, skillfully removing Jiang Tian's tie and tossing it aside with a clear sense of urgency. His kisses were desperate, releasing all the feelings he had kept buried inside. The curtain behind them shifted with their growing intensity, and with one particularly eager kiss, the curtain rod fell to the floor with a loud thud.
Sheng Wang pulled back just enough to glance at the fallen rod, laughing softly, breathless and flushed. Jiang Tian, however, seemed unfazed. He flashed Sheng Wang a teasing smile before pulling him back into another kiss, all while slowly guiding him toward the bed.
When they reached the edge of the bed, still entangled in each other's arms, Jiang Tian gently pushed Sheng Wang onto the mattress. He crawled over Sheng Wang, his lips finding Sheng Wang's once more with an intensity that left them both breathless. Sheng Wang's hands roamed across Jiang Tian's back, feeling the muscles tense beneath his shirt as he responded to each touch.
He recalled the dreams he had of Jiang Tian in the shower, calling out his name in a tone that almost sounded seductive. The way the water dripped from his hair, cascading down to his perfectly sculpted face, then to his neck and Adam's apple, which drove Sheng Wang wild each time, and then down to his chest and further.
With that vivid memory, something awakened deep inside Sheng Wang. His need for Jiang Tian, his hunger, and his desire to be closer suddenly surged to the forefront of his mind. Fueled by a rush of adrenaline, he pushed Jiang Tian back and flipped them over so that he was on top, straddling him.
Jiang Tian's eyes widened in surprise, his lips parting as Sheng Wang positioned himself so close to his groin.
"Wang-zai," Jiang Tian whispered, his voice filled with awe and a desperate need.
Sheng Wang didn't give him time to say anything else. Lost in the moment, he leaned down, capturing Jiang Tian's lips again while his hands hurriedly worked to undo the buttons of Jiang Tian's shirt. One by one, the buttons came undone, and Sheng Wang allowed his fingers to brush over Jiang Tian's exposed skin, eliciting a soft gasp from him.
The sensation of Jiang Tian's warm skin under his fingertips was intoxicating, compelling Sheng Wang to kiss his way down Jiang Tian's neck, unbuttoning the rest of the shirt while pressing kisses even lower. Each kiss was deliberate, slow, and filled with an intensity of emotions he could no longer contain.
However, Jiang Tian couldn't help but feel impatient. With a low growl, he flipped them again, reclaiming control. Sheng Wang barely had time to react before Jiang Tian had undone the last button of his own shirt and tossed it aside. His lips were on Sheng Wang's again in an instant, the kiss deep and almost possessive.
Jiang Tian's hands moved quickly to Sheng Wang's shirt, undoing the buttons with practiced ease. Sheng Wang shivered as the cool air hit his skin, and then the shirt was gone, discarded like the rest. Jiang Tian's lips found him again, moving from his neck to his collarbone, leaving a trail of kisses and gentle bites.
Sheng Wang moaned softly as Jiang Tian nibbled on his neck again, his body arching into the touch. The sound only heightened Jiang Tian's arousal. His kisses traveled lower, across Sheng Wang's chest and down to his abdomen. The sensation was so overwhelming that Sheng Wang felt as though he was losing himself entirely in that moment.
Jiang Tian's hand found its way to Sheng Wang's throat, his fingers wrapping around it almost unconsciously. With a gentle squeeze that sent a thrill coursing through Sheng Wang's body, he didn't even attempt to stop Jiang Tian. It wasn't painful, merely firm enough to make him gasp, his breath coming in ragged pants as Jiang Tian continued to explore his body.
"Ge..." Sheng Wang whispered, his voice barely audible as his body trembled beneath the agonizing touch.
Jiang Tian paused for a brief moment, his eyes locking onto Sheng Wang's. There was something raw, almost primal, in his gaze as he leaned down to kiss Sheng Wang once more, his hand tightening just slightly around Sheng Wang's throat, sending another wave of electricity coursing through Sheng Wang's body. The intensity in Jiang Tian's eyes was nearly overwhelming, a potent mix of desire and something deeper that made Sheng Wang feel both exposed and vulnerable—yet utterly safe at the same time.
Jiang Tian's lips pressed firmly against Sheng Wang's, capturing every quiet sound that escaped his lips as he struggled to keep his voice down, trying not to let Auntie Sun hear them from the lower floor.
Sheng Wang's fingers then gripped Jiang Tian's shoulders, pulling him closer, as if he were afraid to let go. With each kiss and every touch, he felt himself spiraling into a blissful madness.
Jiang Tian's kisses trailed from Sheng Wang's lips down to his jawline, brushing against the delicate pulse in his neck. The sensation made Sheng Wang's heart pound even harder, each beat echoing like a drum in his chest. Jiang Tian moved lower, leaving soft, heated kisses along the path to Sheng Wang's collarbone, where he lingered, playfully nipping and pressing his lips gently against Sheng Wang's skin.
Sheng Wang's breathing grew heavier, his chest rising and falling in sync with Jiang Tian's movements. Without uttering a word, Jiang Tian's fingers moved to Sheng Wang's waist, pulling him closer and allowing his hands to explore the bare expanse of Sheng Wang's back, feeling the tension in his muscles. Then, Jiang Tian pulled back slightly, gazing deeply into Sheng Wang's eyes. "Wang-zai," he whispered, his voice rough with overwhelming emotion, "I love you."
Sheng Wang's heart skipped a beat. No words were needed; he reached up, cupping Jiang Tian's face in his hands, and pulled him into another kiss, soft yet filled with all the unspoken words he couldn't articulate.
His actions conveyed his answer clearly to Jiang Tian.
With one deliberate movement, Jiang Tian reached for Sheng Wang's waistband, gently teasing the sensitive skin of his abdomen before very slowly reaching for the zipper, bringing it down... and again, slowly pulling the pants off of Sheng Wang, who was already too weak to say anything. After Sheng Wang's pants were removed, Jiang Tian's palm found its way to Sheng Wang's hard and erect groin. Even with the fabric of his boxers acting as a barrier between their skin, Sheng Wang could feel the heat of Jiang Tian's palm, which made him stifle a moan.
Jiang Tian, noticing Sheng Wang's reaction to his touch, looked up at him with a playful smirk, observing how Sheng Wang's eyes were tightly closed and how his left hand was pressed against his mouth, biting it to suppress his moans. This sight only fueled Jiang Tian's desire. Once again, he moved his hand to stroke Sheng Wang's groin through the fabric of his boxers. He continued this for a few more moments before trailing kisses back up to Sheng Wang's neck and then to his lips, kissing him hungrily while simultaneously stroking him.
"Ge, that's—" Sheng Wang's words were abruptly cut short when Jiang Tian captured his lips again, kissing him with an insatiable hunger, sucking on his lower lip and playfully biting it. The way Jiang Tian kissed him, combined with the slow movements of his hand on Sheng Wang's groin, made Sheng Wang writhe in overwhelming pleasure. In mere moments, he had become a gasping and whimpering mess due to the intoxicating sensations Jiang Tian was giving him.
Jiang Tian pulled back from the kiss, watching as Sheng Wang reacted to his strokes, his lips parted in surprise at how his usually sulky and playful stepbrother had transformed into a hot and alluring person the moment he found himself in Jiang Tian's bed, lying helplessly beneath him.
The thought alone heightened Jiang Tian's arousal, making him certain that he could release just by gazing at Sheng Wang's face if he let go of his inhibitions.
"Ah! Ge… please," Sheng Wang whimpered again, his toes curling from the sensations that Jiang Tian's strokes were creating. The overwhelming pleasure was pushing him to the brink of insanity.
"Please what?" Jiang Tian asked, teasing Sheng Wang with his raspy voice that sounded almost like a faint whisper as he slowed down his strokes slightly, attempting to gauge Sheng Wang's reactions.
Sheng Wang protested the sudden deceleration of Jiang Tian's hand on his groin. "Ge, please… faster," he pleaded, his voice thick with need as he begged Jiang Tian to increase the pace of his strokes.
The way Sheng Wang struggled to articulate his request despite the relentless waves of pleasure made Jiang Tian's own arousal heighten even more. He released a satisfied groan and gradually let his hand slip inside Sheng Wang's boxers, making its way through the fabric until he was finally touching him directly. This action caused Sheng Wang to suddenly open his eyes in a mix of shock and pleasure. "Ge," he whispered, drawing Jiang Tian's attention back to his face, which was now more messy and needy than ever.
And then, without any prior warning, Jiang Tian began to move his hand up and down, causing Sheng Wang's head to fall back against the bed. "Ah!" he moaned loudly, overwhelmed by the sensation.
Jiang Tian's free hand swiftly found its way to Sheng Wang's lips, muffling his moans as his own lips trailed soft kisses down Sheng Wang's bare chest before gradually nibbling on it.
As the intensity of Jiang Tian's movements escalated, Sheng Wang struggled to contain his moans, the need for release building within him. His eyes fluttered and then closed tightly from time to time, desperately trying not to scream at the top of his lungs whenever Jiang Tian's strokes became just a little too overwhelming. His hands clutched the sheets of Jiang Tian's bed tightly, feeling the fabric beneath him.
Desperate for release, he grasped Jiang Tian's wrist, biting down on the palm that covered his mouth. With a few more strokes, he finally reached his climax, releasing himself into Jiang Tian's palm, the heat and messiness of his orgasm flooding Jiang Tian's hand. His mind went completely blank, as if it had stopped processing information for several seconds.
Jiang Tian withdrew his hand from Sheng Wang's undergarment and turned to gaze at Sheng Wang's face. "Are you okay?" he asked gently. Sheng Wang could only blink in response, still lost in the wave of pleasure Jiang Tian had just given him. Jiang Tian's other hand moved to caress Sheng Wang's hair, and he leaned down to press a soft kiss on Sheng Wang's forehead. The moment Jiang Tian's lips touched his skin, Sheng Wang instinctively closed his eyes.
Allowing Sheng Wang to rest, Jiang Tian reached for a box of tissues from the bedside table, never taking his eyes off Sheng Wang.
After carefully cleaning his hands, he returned to bed. "Are you alright, love? Can you please say something?" he urged Sheng Wang.
Sheng Wang opened his eyes, blinking twice to fully process Jiang Tian's words. After a few moments, he managed to nod and attempted to sit up.
Jiang Tian watched him rise on the bed, reaching for Sheng Wang's hands to give them a gentle squeeze before bringing them to his lips and kissing them tenderly.
"Do you want to take a bath?" he asked again.
"Will you come with me?" Sheng Wang replied.
Jiang Tian nodded, a smile breaking across his face.
Hastily, he gathered their shirts that had been scattered across the floor and retrieved two unused towels before carefully putting his shirt back on. After fastening his shirt, he made his way over to Sheng Wang and helped him into his shirt. Then, he gently assisted Sheng Wang up, guiding him out while carefully checking to see if anyone was outside.
Once he was certain that no one else was around, he slowly led Sheng Wang into the bathroom.
He allowed Sheng Wang to sit in the tub while he turned on the tap and gathered soap and shampoo to wash him. Once the water was at an adequate level, he joined Sheng Wang in the bathtub, tenderly bathing him with the foamy cloth that he had lathered with soap. When it was time to apply shampoo, he made Sheng Wang turn around so that he could face him.
Feeling a bit better, Sheng Wang suddenly had a naughty idea.
Just as Jiang Tian was about to apply the shampoo to Sheng Wang's hair, Sheng Wang seized the opportunity and settled himself into Jiang Tian's lap, straddling him.
"Ahh…" Jiang Tian groaned at the unexpected impact of their groins meeting, his hands freezing midair as the shampoo he held slipped from his palm.
Sheng Wang couldn't help but smirk at that.
Without allowing a moment to pass, he began to grind against Jiang Tian, his groin rubbing tantalizingly against Jiang Tian's. He started off agonizingly slow, but soon increased his rhythm as the desire to escalate their actions took over.
Jiang Tian's mind was already drifting into a haze from the way Sheng Wang moved atop him, intensifying his need to strip Sheng Wang of his clothes once more, yearning to feel him directly against his skin.
Without any hesitation, Sheng Wang slowly began to move on Jiang Tian's lap, grinding against him in a manner that was both tentative and teasing. His hips swayed in a slow, agonizing rhythm, pressing their bodies together. His expression displayed a mixture of shyness and curiosity, but the glimmer in his eyes revealed his desire to see how Jiang Tian would respond.
As he continued, his confidence began to grow, and he quickened his pace, finding a rhythm that felt right and was enough to drive Jiang Tian absolutely crazy. Each movement brought him closer to the edge of his pleasure, and the friction between them sparked a heat that was both exhilarating and frustrating.
Jiang Tian let out a low, drawn-out groan, his eyes fluttering closed as he tilted his head back, completely lost in the sensation of their bodies rubbing against one another.
Sheng Wang's movements were propelling him toward a place where his thoughts felt scattered; his focus narrowed solely to the sensation of their bodies moving together.
The overwhelming urge to pull Sheng Wang even closer, to feel him directly against his skin without any barriers, almost made him lose his sanity.
He lifted his hands, holding Sheng Wang's waist firmly, guiding his movements.
"Argh..." Another groan escaped his lips, deeper this time, as Sheng Wang's rhythm became even more insistent. The need to feel Sheng Wang's skin against his own became almost unbearable. Each slow grind sent waves of heat coursing through him, prompting him to tighten his grip, his fingers pressing into Sheng Wang's waist as he steadied him.
Jiang Tian's mind drifted, his thoughts becoming a hazy blur, all of his senses consumed by the overwhelming heat he was experiencing.
With a few more thrusts, they both reached their climax simultaneously, producing raspy and exhausted groans from their parted lips.
Sheng Wang's body, feeling the weight of exhaustion, fell against Jiang Tian's. Silence enveloped them as they remained in that position for a few more minutes, only feeling each other's heartbeat and hearing only their ragged breaths recovering from the waves of pleasure they had just experienced moments ago.
Once they both recovered, they continued their bath, silently savoring each other's presence.
After their bath, Sheng Wang expressed a desire to return to his own room to get a clean set of clothes, but Jiang Tian wouldn't let him. Instead, he retrieved his own clothes and insisted that Sheng Wang wear them. Sheng Wang didn't complain; he simply complied with what his Ge wanted, then proceeded to help Jiang Tian change the bed sheets.
"I'm your boyfriend now, am I?" he asked after contemplating for a moment.
Jiang Tian paused for a few seconds before turning to Sheng Wang with a wide smile on his face, his dimples showing as he closed the distance between them. He then wrapped his arms around Sheng Wang's neck, pulling him into a tight embrace that soon caused both of them to tumble onto the bed, making them laugh at the silliness of the situation.
His pointing finger then made its move, hovering near Sheng Wang's lips without directly touching them, imitating the way Sheng Wang had done while they were sharing the bed before.
The thought made Sheng Wang's cheeks flush. "Ge!" he complained, playfully hitting Jiang Tian on the arm.
Jiang Tian could only laugh at his reaction. "Why? Is my boyfriend shy?" he teased.
"Stop it!" Sheng Wang hid his face with his palms as Jiang Tian continued to tease him.
The night drifted by as they held each other close, savoring every moment, unwilling to let go, as if afraid of being forced apart.
The next morning, Jiang Tian gently woke Sheng Wang around five o'clock, as they still needed time to prepare for school.
Once again, Jiang Tian insisted that Sheng Wang wear his clothes, choosing a plain cream T-shirt and black shorts this time.
After showering, they enjoyed the breakfast Auntie Sun had prepared, then made their way back to the dorm. Jiang Ou and Sheng Mingyang hadn't yet returned from their business trip, so they would have to visit again another time.
Upon arriving at the dorm, they were immediately met with the loud voices of Shi Yu and Gao Tianyang. "Sheng-ge! Tian-ge!" both called out, as though they hadn't seen each other in years.
Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian could only shake their heads, amused at the enthusiasm.
But as Sheng Wang passed by, Gao Tianyang suddenly grabbed his arm, stopping him in his tracks. "Wait, wait, wait! What's that red mark on your neck, Sheng-ge?"
Sheng Wang's eyes widened, his hand instinctively reaching up to cover his neck.
A surge of panic hit him as he tried to pull away from Tianyang's grip.
"It's probably just… mosquito bites," he mumbled, quickly moving to his bed to grab a clean uniform before retreating to the bathroom to change.
Inside, he leaned against the bathroom door, his fingers brushing over his neck. Letting out a heavy sigh, he shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. Damn, Gege is sneaky and territorial, he thought to himself.