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Hua Yong sat on the sofa, holding a mug and staring blankly at the TV, not paying attention to what’s going on. Two steaming bowls of soup waited patiently on the table as the clock ticked on.

The lock of the door clicks open as Shao You walks in, gently closing the door behind him and resting his bag on the floor. “I’m back.” He looks over to the bowls on the table, “I hope I didn’t keep you waiting that long, the soup looks nice.” 

Hua Yong walks over and smiles with a tired look on his face. “It hasn’t gone cold yet, you’re right on time.” He goes to sit down just as Shao You grabs his arm and pulls Hua Yong towards him, wrapping his arms around his waist. “You seem tired, you didn’t have to cook, you know. 

“Im not that tired.” He pulls free from Shao You’s hug and sits down, starting to eat the steaming soup. “Peanut has gone to bed, the house should be more peaceful now.”

Shao You chuckles. “The office was busy today, can’t imagine what it would’ve been like for you.”

“It wasn’t that bad actually, it seems you're doing better nowadays.”

After the soup had been finished, Shao You stood up, picking up the empty bowls and taking them to the sink. “I will probably relax for an hour or so, then… we can go to bed early?”

“Ok.” Hua Yong closes his eyes halfway as if imagining the warmth of the bed already. He walks over to Shao You washing the bowls and wraps his hands around his waist and leans his head on his shoulder from behind. Shao You flinches, dropping the bowl and taking a deep intake of air through his teeth, accidently running his arm through the hot water. “Ugh!” He steps back, his skin turning redder.

“Mr. Sheng!” Hua Yong takes his arm and runs it under cold water. “How did I hurt you?”

“It’s just… something that happened to my shoulder at work, it’s fine.” He winces at the pain from the burn. 

“Something happened at the office?” Hua Yong’s face darkens. “What do you…”

“Just sit down on the couch or something, I don’t want you getting hurt from the shards.”

“You can pick them up in a minute, just let me sort you out, first.” Hua Yong takes his other wrist and pulls him to the couch, bringing over the first aid kit. He sits beside him, opening the box and taking out the burn cream. “This should help, give me your wrist.” Hua Yong holds his wrist out as he applies it, gently blowing on it after to set it. “Now, your shoulder. What happened? Who did it?”

Shao You unbuttons his shirt enough to reveal the wound on his shoulder. “It doesn’t matter what happened, the wound isn’t even that big.” 

Hua Yong looks at his with half dissapointment and half anger. “It does matter actually. I’m your husband and you won’t even tell me who hurt you.” He pouts and goes back to cleaning Shao You’s wound.

“You’re not mad are you?” Shao You laughs and takes Hua Yong’s hand away and holds it.

“I’m not mad at you, just… whoever did it.”

Shao You puts the box on the floor and rests his head on Hua Yong’s lap. “In any case, I have you to take care of me, right?” He strokes Hua Yong’s hand with his thumb.

“Hmmm. You’re lucky.”

“Let’s go to bed early. We’re both tired, and an injured person needs their rest, right?” Shao You stands up and pulls Hua Yong up, leading him to the room. “Your ready, so you can switch the light off, I’ll shower and come back.

10 minutes later, Shao You steps back into the room, seeing the lights off and Hua Yong sleeping. He opens the covers slightly and sits down. Hua Yong wakes from the movement and rests his head on Shao You’s chest.

“Did I wake you up?”

“Hmmmm. What happened to the broken bowls.” Hua Yong tiredly rasps.

“Oh, you’re back.” Hua Yong sits on the couch, not bothering to look that Shao You was walking towards him. Shao You bends down from behind the couch to hug Hua Yong around the neck. “Was I not supposed to?”

“You were, but not this late.” He takes Shao You’s arm off him and stands up to face him. “What meeting takes this long?” He folds his arms and looks to the side.

Shao You chuckles. “Why do you seem jealous that I’m discussing numbers with a client?”

Hua Yong walks over to their room to grab his notebook, Shao You following. “I had to put Peanut to bed, that little brat wouldn’t do what I said.” Hua Yong rolls his eyes and puts down the notebook. He pauses, “One of my colleagues saw you, you know.” He looks Shao You up and down then back to the notebook on the desk. “Why were you drinking?”

Shao You walks over to Hua Yong and takes his hand. “One of the people I work with was leaving the company, they invited me out but I didn’t stay long. Still, I guess I should’ve left sooner, seeing you now.” 

Hua Yong turns him over, pressing his hand firmly against the wall behind Shao You’s head. His eyes star at him, anger and jealousy underlaying beneath them. “Did you speak to anyone?”

“No, I didn’t speak to anyone at a social gathering. Infact, no one did. Not a peep the entire time!” He smirks and places a hand behind Hua Yong’s neck and strokes it with his fingers.

Hua Yong kisses him and pulls back, still clearly angry.

“Oh is that what you want?” Shao You smirks and moves his hand down to Hua Yong’s waist and rubs it with his thumb. He leans in and kisses him beside his mouth, going down to his jaw.

Hua Yong smiles slightly and tilts his head back a bit, moving his hands to hook around Shao You’s neck. Shao You lifts his head. “A business meeting is a business meeting. They had my attention for an hour, now you can have me for as long as you want.”

He drops his head down to suck at Hua Yong’s lower neck and collarbone, leaving a mark each time.

Hua Yong slips his fingers under Shao You’s top, gripping the side of his waist.

They both slowly go down onto the bed. Shao You sits ontop and takes off his top along with Hua Yong’s. He kisses down Hua Yong’s torso and back up before meeting his mouth. Hua Yong suggestively looks at the drawer next to them, containing something they probably should be using, and the chains and collars used during Hua Yong’s pheramone balance goes off.

“I warned you last time and you didn’t believe me, now we have Peanut.” Hua Yong smirks up at him.

“Who said I was talking about that?” A corner of Shao You’s mouth goes up.

“Says the one who made the ‘only during that time’ rule.” He pauses and looks down to Shao You’s lips, “Besides, who even said we are going all the way?”

“Fine with me.”

“Oh really?” Hua Young rolls over so now he’s on top. “Your not the one that’s mad, so clearly I should be the one to decide.” He strokes Shao You’s lips and dips his thumb inside his mouth.

Hua Yong leans down to Shao You’s jawline and kisses it with his tongue. He slides his hand into Shao You’s and moves it onto the mattress above his head. He moves down to his neck and chest, taking his time with each kiss. With his other hand, Shao You grips Hua Yong’s hair and presses Hua Yong harder onto him, clearly satisfied with the outcome of his jealousy.

“Actually… I’ve changed my mind.” He puts his hand behind Shao You’s neck and traces down it with his mouth. Hua Yong takes off his top then proceeds to unbutton Shao You’s, kissing every bit of skin revealed. He kisses down his lower torso, suggestively trying to nudge down his trousers with his fingers. Shao You grips Hua Yong’s shoulders as he sucks at his chest. Hua Yong unbuttons and pulls off Shao You’s trousers, slowly kissing up his leg to his inner thigh.

Shao You sits up and pulls him closer so their lips meet again whilst Hua Yong takes off his own and pulls Shao You onto him so they are both sitting up. He traces his back with his fingers whilst the other hand goes in between them to relive some of the aching. 

Shao You falls down onto the bed and gets rolled over by Hua Yong onto his stomach, Hua Yong’s hand firmly pushing up his back before thrusting in, still nipping at the back of is neck.

Pulling out, he rolls Shao you onto his back and kisses down to his stomach. “I see, Mr. Sheng, that you’ve still not had enough?” He traces his fingers over the point where his stomach ends. “Do you… want me to help with that?” He smirks and goes to wrap his mouth and tongue over everything under the sheets.

“Fu-” Shao You leans his head back and grips onto Hua Yong’s hair. “Hua Yong…” He breathes out heavily. “I can’t-” Shao You grabs the back of Hua Yong’s neck and pulls him up. 

After time had past, Shao You cradles his face, breathing heavily still. “Are you still jealous?”

“I was hoping you wouldn’t ask that.” Hua Yong lies next to him and rests his head on Shao You’s shoulder. He sighs, “But no, I’m not.”

“You should get jealous more often.” Shao Yong smirks.

“Don’t test me.” Hua Yong turns off the lamp and kisses Shao You.

I needed him to stay in the moment.

He was clinging onto me, his nails digging into my arms leaving curved dents. He started to double over, wincing and choking back a cry. I didn’t have a clue what to do, all we had access to was the lab downstairs with machines I didn’t even know existed. He was almost silent the whole time apart from some groans and sharp intakes of air, leaving me unable to want to move him or cause him more pain. He looked up, his eyes half open but fluttering shut sometimes as if his life has been sucked away from him, leaving him vulnerable and only able to feel what's left in him – pain. I held him still, looking at the rooftop door, calculating how far it would be for me to carry him back to the lab. The wind has started to pick up and I could only imagine how deafening it must be, if he’s even aware of his surroundings at all. I put his arm around my shoulder and try to slowly walk him back to the door. Just as we had taken the first few steps, his legs went limp and he has lost consciousness, his head falling down. My heartbeat started to pick up as I carried him to the door and into the lift. As the doors beeped closed, I let him rest in the corner. His what seemed lifeless body slumped down. I sat next to him, supporting his head on my shoulder. 

As I noticed something unusual, I lifted up his face, seeing a thick trail of blood running down from his nose. Obviously something was wrong, only a fool wouldn’t notice, but I didn’t know what to do apart from give him rest which he definitely needs more than.

We reached the lab and I lay him down on the bed and wipe his nose with a tissue. At that moment, one of the doctors rushed into the room, panic washed over her face. “What has happened?” She ran to one of the desked and pulled out a needle and began to fill it with a certain liquid I haven’t seen before. “We were on the rooftop, he started to feel dizzy. After a couple of minutes he was bending over in pain, unable to speak or move. He then lost consciousness and had the nose bleed.”

The doctor finished getting the liquid in the needle and runs to Hua Yong. She pulls up his sleeve and pushes the needle in, injecting it into his veins. “I’m not completely sure what has happened, I have my suspisions…” She pauses, “But it is part of classified information I can't speak of. I assume he has lost consciousness from the pain. His body may not have been able to take what was happening and just shut down. He should be fine with the injection but may not wake for a while, keep an eye on him and call me back when he is conscious again for me to run checks on him. I’ve put him on a drip, don’t let him take it off.” I watched her walk out the lab, leaving the empty needle on the table next to him. 

My heart never fully calmed down from the moment he was in pain until now.

I sat there with no rest for another 11 hours, him not even stirring. I sat on the edge of the bed watching Hua Yong for any signs of anything that could mean something. 

I stood back up, walking to the back of the room, facing the wall. All of a sudden, I heard someone splutter behind me. I turned around running straight to the bed, kneeling down beside it. Bile covered the bed around him, large spots of blood covering it. He had thrown up in his sleep, choking on it. He sat straight up, gasping for air as his lifeless eyes slowly turned to look at me. “Mr…Sheng. What happened?” He looked at the drip and the Bile covered sheets. 

“I’m not sure, the doctor suspects something but didn’t tell me because of ‘classified information’? What could you be hiding from me?” there was more anger in my voice than I wanted there to be but my question still stood.

“Apparently there’s more than I don’t know either, considering this.” He spoke wearily.

“You were doing tests on yourself? What was the need? All of us are fine, why do you need to do this?” I sat on the chair next to the bed.

“There were still things I needed answers for, about what happened with you and Peanut, and still answers I need now.” He looked back down at his hand to pull the drip out. 

We stood up at the same time with just enough time for me to catch him. Hua Yong stumbled back and clutched his head with the other hand clutching at my arm again. I lunge forwards and hold him as coughs, more thick blood slowly dripping from the side of his mouth. I frantically usher him to lie back down but he held onto my wrist. “Just give me more time to figure out what went wrong.” He tries to pull my wrist down so he could get past but he stumbled forwards, almost falling again. 

“No. You need rest. Just lie down until the doctor comes back.” I wanted to tell him sternly but more worry came out than expected. I sigh and sit down next to him. “Who are you doing this for?”

“It’s always for you Mr. Sheng.” He replies raspily

“If it’s for me, then rest. Recover until you can tell me what’s going on. Why are you trying to fix a problem that you aren’t even sure exists?”