When You Are Mine [MichaelWico]

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A pink blush crept up Xingi's face as Yongjie placed another kiss on his other cheek.

Xingsi couldn't help but laugh exposing his perfect white dentition.

"What are you thinking of?" Yongjie whispered trying to read his new lover's mind.
"You're mine now you don't have to be shy."

"I'm not shy," Xingsi shrugged as he wiped water dripping down his face. He inhaled. "I was just wondering why you were so determined to have me."

The smile on Yongjie's face disappeared. He swam to the edge of the pool and lifted himself up to a sitting position.
Xingsi noticed his face and joined him. "What? Did I say something?"

"Are you having doubts about me because I'm younger than you."

Xingsi looked up, a bit surprised. "No..."

"I just have a few years to graduate. I don't have to practice if you don't want me to. I can make you happy, Xingsi. I have come this far already and I don't want you thinking maybe because... "

Xingsi quickly pressed his index finger on Yongjie's lips shutting him off.

"Listen to be Fu Yongjie, I have never said this to any one, but I am romantic. I love easily and get hurt easily."

Yongjie nodded as he listened. Xingsi held the younger man's hands and squeezed.

"I made up my mind. I love you too, Yongjie."

Yongjie wasted no time. He planted a kiss on Xingsi's hand and smile.

"Thank you for loving me," Yongjie smiled. "Come I have something to show you."

Yongjie helped Xingsi up. They both went to the room and had a change of clothes
Giggling between themselves they strode towards the bar area of the hotel. Yongjie pointed to a table already set with candles and expensive wine. Xingsi's eyes widened in surprise. "Fu Yongjie how much did you spend on this?"

Yongjie grinned. "Not so much."

He pulled Xingsi to the table where they took their seat. A male waiter quickly brought a chiffon chocolate cake with about five or six birthday candles on it.

"Thank you," Yongjie said. When he noticed the waiter was about to sing. He waved his hand politely. "Don't worry, he will sing." he said referring to Xingsi. The waiter nodded and walked away.

Xingsi tapped his chest. "Me?"

"Yes, I want you to sing for me."

Yongjie reached out his right hand and placed it Xingsi's arm. "Please."

After a brief moment, Xingsi sang a quick Happy birthday song for Yongjie. Though he felt shy singing in an open place full of strangers, he still had a heartfelt sense of love for Yongjie.

Yongjie cut the cake, and stuffed some in Xingsi's mouth. He opened the wine and filled Xingsi's cup. They both drank and reminisced on old times and love stories.