This is Not My Obituary

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"I'll be back soon okay?" Shuyang kissed Rui's forehead while the older nodded and pressed a loving grip into his bicep. "Be careful." MingRui said as he returned the kiss and stared into his boyfriend's equally as demanding gaze. "I will be," Shuyang began. "You stay here with Dela and the girls."

MingRui nodded.

It wasn't like MingRui was some feminine man with no masculine attributes, nor was he a weakling. The man had been one of the many confusing treasures that Shuyang had fascinated himself with. The thing that pulled Shuyang so close to him in the first place was the man's generous duality. He could be rough housing and slamming back shots in a drinking competition with American tourists one minute and squirming under the younger the next minute.

He was very interesting.

"I promise that after today, we'll have no more worries." Shuyang said confidently as he felt the conscious weight of the pistol lodged in his waist band. He had snagged it the day prior from a friend of his back in town. "What're you going to do?" Rui questioned, though he already knew he didn't want to hear the answer. He feared the news would prove much too arduous for himself at the moment.

"Don't worry babydoll." The younger pulled MingRui back into his chest and left yet another soft kiss to his bangs.

"Okay." Rui hummed as his lover left his side. He watched out the living room window as Shuyang climbed into the truck and motored out of the drive.

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MingRui sat and mangled himself in nervous knots, hands tangled and knuckles cracking with every movement.

Dela and Lona watched the man perspire and him subconsciously while his eyes stared wide at the fluffed carpet.

Music floated in from the garage as Hanyu worked on some farmer's truck. Dela sat in her husband's chair, hands busy with two large needles and a ball of yarn she had let Hanyu pick out for a baby blanket. Lona watched in fascination as Dela skillfully moved the yarn from needle to needle without missing a single stitch. "MingRui," Dela said aloud after hours of observing his frantic, but quiet state. "Hm?" He looked up from his focused spot on the floor and met eyes with the pregnant women.

"Are you okay dear?" Dela asked as she adjusted herself in the cushy chair. MingRui nodded absentmindedly as he looked between the blonde and the brunette.

Lona and Dela exchanged worried gazes as MingRui's eyes began to gloss over. "Are you sure? Do you need anything?" Dela asked again. MingRui shook his head, wiping a tear he didn't know he had let slip. An internal sense of turmoil had settled heavily on his heart. Where was his boyfriend? What was Shuyang going to do? Why didn't he stop him from leaving l? He just wanted to feel safe like he did with Shuyang. Why did he feel so vulnerable when the younger wasn't around?

"Ruirui? What's wrong?" Dela questioned once again, this time calling by the pet name she had given him in school. Rui looked up at her with a puppy-like gaze as he wiped more of his straggling tears. He didn't want to cry. Not in front of Dela. He didn't know Lona much but he still didn't wanna cry in front of her.

"Miss Shuyang." He said quickly and quietly. Dela felt her heart drop at the mention, putting her knitting down gently and wiggling her way out of the comfortable chair. "Ruirui." She said softly as she sat down next to man and placed a tender hand in his fluffy hair and craned his head onto her shoulder. He rested his cheek to her chunky-knit sweater and took in a long breath. "M' sorry." He whined lowly. "Don't be sorry Rui. It's okay." Dela hummed. "I understand." Lona interjected as she sat herself down on MingRui's other side. "I know how it is to miss something." She affirmed. "I bet you do." Gou said back, remembering how she was relocated from America to live with Zihao.

The three sat there in a tight embrace as time ticked by. Hanyu walked in casually with hands covered in grease and various other substances, eyes softening at the sight. "What's going on?" He said softly. Dela looked up at the sound of her husband's voice and smiled upon seeing him. "Just letting out our feelings." She whispered, now aware of the sleeping Rui on her shoulder. Hanyu nodded and hummed, bending down to kiss his bride.

"Go get cleaned up my love, I'll be getting dinner ready soon." She gave Hanyu a sweet smile. "Okay." He said hushly before kissing his wife once again.

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"Baby wait." Kara giggled as she blushed, her husband burying his head in the crook of her neck and pressing kissed the to the delicate skin. "Mmm, not even a change." Xinlong hummed deeply as he tightened his grip on the rounded hips, pulling the woman towards his front. The man's voice tickled Kara's jaw, causing her to giggle girlishly. Xinlong loved to hear his wife enjoy herself; in any form.

"You're gonna get us arrested." Kara joked, but pushed the man away from her, his eyes meeting her own, half-lidded and hazed with the beginnings of pleasure. "No one's gonna see us, trust me." Xinlong said as his voice dripped with the deep, husky, intoxicating tone he used against Kara to get what he wanted. Not that she ever complained.

"What makes you so adventurous?" She laughed as the man hoisted her up from the ground and settled her on his hips. His hands gathered under her skirt, feeling at the heated skin near the mound of her ass. "I've always been this way."

"Hmm, have you? You'll have to jog my memory." She divulged as her hands ran through the man's hair, twirling strands together like she knew Xinlong liked her to. He relaxed in her care as his cheek rested in her halfway exposed chest. "You're so nice to me." He said as his voice was muffled against the cotton bra around the woman's bosom. She held him closer and lightly kissed his hair, allowing Xinlong to repose abutting her chest. The man set the woman to sit on the small ledge where him and his childhood friends used to play, now resting comfortably in his wife's comfort.

"I love you." Kara said against Xinlong's fluffy locks. "Love you too." He said aloud, a sudden flash struck oh his body. He didn't dare pull away from the protection of Kara's breast, slowly opening his eyes to see exactly what he was afraid of. His grip tightened on Kara's hip as he closed his eyes again, turning his face the other way out of fear. "Leave me alone." He whispered, cheek pressed firmly to the woman's warm collar.

The grounds did nothing of the sort, instead staring at him as he tried to hide in his wife's embrace.

"Long what's the matter?" Kara asked, lifting her husband's chin, eyes meeting. "Baby?"

"Let's leave." He said with a shutter.

"I thought we were gonna-"

"We'll get a hotel, far from here." He said as he shimmied back in his shirt and helped his wife back until her own.