Chapter 1:

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A tall, giant figure, coming into the room.

All the females stop breathing as Kris is wearing a smile on his face.

“Lay, are you done?”

Kris stopped at his lover, Lay.

“It’s a waste, you know.” The female whispered to another female.

“I know. What can we do? His choices.” The other female whispered.

Kris and Lay won’t care the whispers.

“No…”

Not waiting Lay’s answer, Kris leaned in to kiss the artist boy, his boyfriend.

“Ahem… I will be at the cafeteria, Lay.”

Lu Han leaves as Kris and Lay are too busy kissing each other.

“You naughty! He’s my only best friend. You make him uncomfortable.” Lay said and pulled himself from Kris.

“Who’s that?”

“He’s Lu Han, he majored in singing.”

Kris’s eyes followed Lu Han’s back.

“He could be the same major as me, he has looks.”

“Well ~ singing is his childhood dream.” Lay explained.

Kris shrugged off.

“Anyway, you have time at night? It has been a week.”

Kris said and Lay knows what Kris mean and he blushed.

“Kris… I said I had some important tests. I’m sorry but it would take a month.”

Kris showed his resentment by standing up.

“Fine, I am not that free anyway.”

Kris is about to leave. So Lay has to stop him.

“Hey! Hey! Kris, you know, I will come tonight. But no thing ok?”

Kris is still not fine. But he nodded anyway.

“Come on…” Lay dragged Kris.

“I am not ok yet.” Kris said but came along Lay’s lead.

Lay is looking at Kris with a smile.

“What?”

Kris is puzzled.

“Kiss me.”

Kris not looking at Lay.

“You said you are busy.”

“Not now.”

Lay tiptoed to capture the taller man’s lips.

Kris reacts immediately.

A minute later, they are fighting for dominance.

Kris took off Lay’s coat, leaving him with a shirt and upper three bottoms are already ed by Kris’ hands.

Lay is doing something too. His hands are messing Kris’s hair. But Lay is unnoticed what happened to his clothes since he’s too busy fighting for dominance and Kris isn’t giving up.

Kris lips moved. His hands are already done on Lay’s shirt’s fifth bottom.

Kris lips moved to Lay’s neck.

Lay is very ticklish only when someone blew air. Not when Kris nibbled on it.

“Kris…”

Lay gave up.

Kris is now working on Lay’s collarbone.

“Kris… Oh you naughty.”

“That’s why I loved you. You are honey to my ears.”

Kris’s hands are now on the final bottom of Lay’s shirt.

Then,

The bell of ending break-time rang.

Lay opened his e