Breathless Yi Fan closed the door behind him just in time Tao appeared in front of him, a frown on his forehead, lips pouting. “Where were you? What are you doing in Luhan hyung’s room?” he asked one after another, coming closer and putting a hand on the handle, but Yi Fan quickly stopped him. “Uhm, I had to tell Lay something… He has an early schedule tomorrow.” He spoke in a calm tone, pulling Tao in a sweet hug. “Baby, you’ll get sick. You just showered, let’s go…” he breathed softly in his ear, causing Tao to giggle and nod before leading them both to their own room. After they left, the door opened slowly, Yi Xing peeked his head behind it, a small smile on his shuddering lips. “Goodnight, Kris.”

A sigh filled the room as Yi Xing locked the door behind him. Another lonely night, he whispered into the darkness and threw himself on the bed. He smelled the scent that Yi Fan left behind and took his phone that was on the bedside table. Unlocking the phone, he waited for a message. Goodnight. But after ten minutes it didn’t come, so Yi Xing closed his eyes, taking the still warm pillow between his arms, imagining it’s his duizhang. He couldn’t help it. He didn’t want to. He kept fighting against it, but a tear fell leaving a long trail behind him.

“You’re no fun!” Tao pouted and sat on the edge of the bed in his cute panda pajamas that Yi Fan had been making fun of the last five minutes. He crossed his arms as Yi Fan took place next to him, his arm around his shoulder. Yi Fan poked his cheek, causing Tao to turn his face and look at him confused. “You’re cute when you pout…” Yi Fan mumbled and planted a kiss on his smooth cheek. “Aw, cheesy Kris, just go change…” Tao mouthed blushing madly and pushed Yi Fan away from himself. Shaking his head, a smile on his lips Yi Fan turned to leave for the bathroom but turned again, this time frowning slightly. “Tao, where’s my phone?”

“I don’t know,” Tao mumbled eyes not leaving his mini notebook.

Yi fan sighed, eyes travelling around but he then shrugged it off, leaving their room. It’s no big deal anyway, he thought smiling as he passed Yi Xing’s room.

After taking a quick shower, Yi Fan left the bathroom; hair still wet dripping on his white plain t-shirt. He tiptoed towards his room but suddenly, stopped in front another one. His eyes glanced on the closed door, taking deep breath before opening the door. Without making a sound, his eyes scanned the dark room, noticing the fragile body sleeping on the bed. A smile crept on his lips as he made his way, silently, towards the sleeping boy. He gently put a blanket over his body, sitting on the bedside table to admire the beautiful creature. Yi Fan leaned in and placed a sweet kiss on the sleeping boy’s temple, causing him to giggle in his sleep because of the dripping water. Trying to stifle a chuckle, Yi Fan bit cutely into his lip and watched the smiling Yi Xing. “Goodnight,” he whispered quietly, hands brushing his hair away, just like a habit.

Yi Xing let out a snore, burying his face into the pillow, making the taller boy smile as a maniac. His hand lingered a little longer on Yi Xing’s burning cheek before standing up to leave the room but before he could move he felt a light tug on his sweatpants. He looked back and saw Yi Xing’s small hand holding onto it.
“Don’t go…” he muttered, eyes half open, still delirious from sleep “Please stay” he said, weakly squeezing.
Yi Fan’s heart ached at Yi Xing’s words. He gently removed the grip and tucked it under the blankets. He kneeled near the bed and pulled the covers. Yi Xing’s eyes were still slightly open, looking straight at the older “You came…” a faint smile spread across his lips.
“I did” YI Fan smiled back, caressing his cheek and pecked it “I have to go now”
“Don’t leave me”
“Okay…” he laid  next to him, whispering sweet things to the boy before he fell asleep again. When Yi Fan was sure he was in a deep sleep, he carefully slipped out of the bed.

“I’m sorry…” he said as he leaned on the door after he closed it “I really am…”

The Sun peaked through the curtains, lightning up the room, but Yi Xing continued to sleep, face buried in the softness of his fluffy pillow.

A faint knock could be heard but the boy didn’t budge.

“Hyung…” Jong In peeked in, looking around the room “Wake up” he whispered, tiptoeing toward the bed “Come on hyung. You’re going to be late” he lightly shook the sleeping body. As he slightly bent over, to take a better look he was suddenly pulled down, in a tight hug “You came” Yi Xing quietly said as he squeezed Jong In’s lean body, inhaling his scent “You smell nice” he said, eyes still closed.

“Yah, hyung” Jong In felt tense a bit, but soon relaxed when he saw that the older didn’t have any plans of letting him go.

“What is going on?” a firm, deep voice immediately woke Yi Xing up. He literally pushed the boy off him, making him stumble back words; a horrified look on his face, speechless.

“I-it’s not what it looks l-like…” Yi Xing stuttered “I j-just t-though-”

“Breakfast is ready. Finish what you were doing”

“Yi-” the older just slammed the door “…Fan..” Yi Xing finished, cursing inside of himself for making the older misunderstand.

Etched, Yi Xing couldn’t take his eyes from the closed door. After few times blinking, he realized what had happened.

“Xing?” a voice brought him back to his sense and he glanced at the confused Jong In. He smiled and waved it nervously off. “Nothing, duizhang being.. the duizhang he is.”

Jong In nodded laughing and stood up, putting a hand around Yi Xing’s shoulder, surprising him. “You were really waiting for me?” he teased his friend.

“What?” Yi Xing opened his mouth to protest but Jong In left the room, laughing and letting Yi Xing blush madly. “!” he bit his lips and sat on the edge of the bed thinking how to get everything right with Yi Fan. “It’s not like my fault… he just misunderstood the situation!” Yi Xing pouted , looking at his hands as he let out a loud sigh. “…”

With a troubled feeling, Yi Xing entered the kitchen only to wish he didn’t. Just before him, Tao was resting his head against Yi Fan’s shoulder, hands around his shoulder, waiting for the table to be served. That’s my spot, he thought narrowing his eyes and eyed the back of his lover. The fact that Yi Fan was sitting next to him without doing anything, drove him crazy. Suddenly he heard someone call for him and Yi Fan turned his face, catching Yi Xing who was staring at him. He smirked. They both did.

“Lay! Come, sit next to me!” Jong In smiled at the confused boy, patting the chair between him and Yi Fan. Taken a deep breath, Yi Xing lowered himself on the char, feeling his eyes on him. “You had fun?” he heard his hoarse voice hiss behind his ear and Yi Xing only continued to stare at his empty plate, a aching feeling filing him in. “Shut up.”
“What did you say my Lay?” Jong In playfully poked him on his cheek. Yi Xing grinned, eyes not glistering, and shook his head, “nothing…”

“Leave him alone. He has to eat,” Kyungsoo spoke, teasingly and placed some food on the table. Jong In rolled his eyes and mouthed something, before turning his attention to Yi Xing, again.

“Your kimchi spaghetti doesn’t taste as good as they did before. Hyung” Jong In sorted, emphasizing the last word, and took a bit in his chopsticks “Hyung” he tapped Yi Xing’s shoulder “Say aaah~” Jong In he brought the spaghetti to Yi Xing’s mouth. The older looked at him weirdly before he smiled and ate it sweetly.
“Yah, Jong In, it wastes good” he said with a mouth full “You did good Kyungsoo-ah” he gave him thumbs up before Jong In fed him another one.
“You have some here” the second youngest leaned closer to Yi Xing bringing his fingers to his face “A bit of…” with the tip of his thumb he whipped the leftover at the corner of Yi Xing’s lips.
“There, all gone!” he pulled back flashing a cheeky smile. Yi Xing’s eyes opened wide, staring at his dongsaeng before both of them started to chuckle un controllably.

On the other hand, the person on Yi Xing’s left side could not stand the sweet giggles, laughters, feeding each other.

Something was boiling inside of him and he just wanted to stop. Yi Xing was his! His… secret lover.

“Okay, Jong Innie open wi-ahh” Yi Xing suddenly let out a weird sound lowering his head down, dropping the spaghetti on Jong In’s lap.
Heat took over his body and a very familiar palm, slid up and down his thigh, going higher and higher.
“Is everything okay hyung?” Jong In asked as he cleaned his pants with a napkin.
“Yeah, it is…” he remained calm as he looked back at the front.
The warmth of the hand inched closer to his crotch, gripping on it lightly. Yi Xing’s heartbeat picked up its’ pace. The boy swallowed hard as Yi Fan began to massage it gently, making the boy squeal quietly at the sensation. He glanced at the older who remained to eat calmly, his right hand under the table. Sliding even higher, it went under Yi Xing’s shirt. He loved the familiar feeling of Yi Fan’s touch on his body. He loved the way how Yi Fan’s cold palm felt on his heated skin.
The leader’s long fingers danced round the hem of his jeans, slightly teasing but never going fully inside before he pulled back.
It was as if a huge weight was lifted of Yi Xing’s shoulder when Yi Fan pulled back, not looking at the boy at all.

The dancers thought were a bit shifted when Kyungsoo practically dragged Jong In out of the kitchen, saying he needed to finish something and he need him.

After a while, all EXO members left, saying they wanted to rest a bit and went to their rooms until it was only Yi Fan and Yi Xing left in the kitchen. Alone.
It made Yi Xing anxious and happy at the same time.

The blonde guy got up and put the dishes in the sink, leaning on it after.
“Had fun?” he asked, in a sarcastic way. The main dancer ignored him.

“I see…” he sighed walking back to the table and sat on the edge “Can’t describe the fun you had?”
“I have no idea what are you talking about” Yi Xing quickly got up and also placed the plate in the sink.
“Uh, should I remind you?” Yi Fan asked but didn’t let Yi Xing answer and continued talking “This morning. Jong In. You. Bed. Hug?” Yi Xing stopped walking “Sounds familiar? I’m happy I didn’t see more.”
“There was nothing, nothing more to see!” Yi Xing turned, practically yelling. Yi Fan was accusing him of something he didn’t even think of doing “You know it was an accident…” his shoulders dropped down together with the tone of his voice.
“Oh really?” Yi Fan slowly walked toward the boy “You were smiling too…”
“I thought it was you” he whispered but it was loud enough to Yi Fan to hear him “You know I would never do that…” he looked up just to meet the piercing gaze of the older.
“Me?” the leader crossed his hands “Do I look that much like Jong In?” he sounded serious now “Liar” he wanted to leave but Yi Xing grabbed his sleeve.
“I was sleeping then! I wasn’t even awake! Yi Fan… You’re not being fair here…” he sounded so desperate and he hated himself for that. But it was the man he loved.
“Oh really…” Yi Fan said without looking at him “My boyfriend hugs someone else in the morning in front of me on the bed we… we…” he didn’t finish the sentence but Yi Xing knew exactly what he meant.
“It’s just a hug!” the younger clenched on Yi Fan’s shirt “I don’t go around kissing him…” that sentence hurt the blond one. He was… right. But the pride didn’t let him admit.
“Who knows…” he calmly said, coldly looking now at his lover.
“Seriously? I’m not the one two timing here…”
“I’m not two timing!” Yi Fan spat back “And if you think I am, maybe…” he leaned to the boy, feeling his breath on his lips “Maybe that’s why you’re playing with Jong In…” he cupped his chin and whispered “We’re the same, babe” those words sent shiver down Yi Xing’s spine.
“No!” Yi Xing lightly pushed surprised Yi Fan off “Are you saying you’re playing with me? Because I would never do that to you…”
“Do you think I’m playing you?” the taller seriously asked.
“I don’t know…” Yi Xing pulled back leaning on the counter “I don’t even know what we are anymore…”
Yi Fan felt guilty for saying those stuff. He walked and stood in front of Yi Xing “I’m sorry…” he leaned in, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend’s small waist “I know there’s nothing between you two…” he leaned his face on Yi Xing’s shoulder, burying his face in the crook of his neck “I just… I thought you were bastard as me… I’m sorry…” he murmured against Yi Xing’s soft skin.
“You’re not a bastard…” Yi Xing returned the hug, caressing Yi Fan’s hair “But I could never cheat on you. Ever…”
Yi Fan pulled back, lovingly looking at the man he loved “I know” he smiled genuinely “That’s why I love you “

Not giving a chance to Yi Xing to respond he sealed his soft lips with his, perfectly molding. Gripping on his thigh, he brushed the things off the counter and pushed Yi Xing who was now fully sitting on it. He brushed the tip of his tongue against Yi Xing’s lover lip. A nostalgic feeling took over their bodies as their tongues engaged in a passionate kiss. It felt so right.
Yi Fan’s arms tightly wrapped around Yi Xing’s shoulders, while the younger’s ones were clinging to Yi Fan’s lean chest.
Ragged breathing, small whimpers were all that filled the empty kitchen. Yi Fan’s lips traveled along Yi Xing’s defined jaw, down to his milky neck before those plum lips on his sweet spot.
Letting out a cry of pleasure, Yi Xing wrapped his legs around Yi Fan’s waist, tilting his head to the side, wanting to feel more. More, because soon… He wouldn’t be able to.
Desire took over both of them as Yi Fan went lower and lower, kissing the between his collar bones.. His palms creeping under Yi Xing’s this shirt, feeling all of the boy.
“Yi Fan…” the younger moaned into the kiss as he enjoyed his lover’s touches, setting him on fire. Yi Xing curved his hips, brushing their groins together making Yi Fan groan. The younger cupped his face and pulled him in another heated kiss. Wet, sloppy, but still loving and full of emotions, making their minds spin.

“Tao… Will come…” Yi Xing uttered  between the kisses but his older lover didn’t stop.
“I don’t care.”

“I do.”

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