Chasing Happiness

Chapter 8: Christmas Time is Here

They wake up the next day to the sun beaming into space. Xie Yuchen wakes up first. His face is pushed into Hei Yan Jing's back and his arm is thrown over him. He sits up fast looking at the form next to him. The man was still sleeping, his long eyelashes were brushing his cheeks. His hair was swept across his face. He looks beautiful. He leans in and moves a piece of hair.

Hei Yan Jing does not move at the sensation but he grunts. He flips over and looks at Xie Yuchen with wide eyes. His shades are off but once the light in the room hits his face his shuts them closed. Xie Yuchen grabs his shades and places them on his face.

"Better?" he asks, Hei Yan Jing nods his head and sits up. He looks at his phone and realizes that I was past noon. "We slept too late", Xie Yuchen says, he crawls out of the bed and throws his slippers on before he runs out of the room. The suits should have arrived and they had only about 3 hours before guests could arrive to settle into their rooms before the party. Hei Yan Jing gets out of the bed and goes into the bathroom. He will shower now while Xie Yuchen gets the suits and breakfast from downstairs.

When he comes out Xie Yuchen is drinking his coffee. The suits are laid out on the bed in their bags. Hei Yan Jing smiles at him and pours himself some coffee from the pot they were given. His hair was put up in a towel and he was only wearing his boxers.

"What time does your father want us to receive guests?" Hei Yan Jing asks.

Xie Yuchen sighs. "3 PM, they will start moving into their rooms at that time. Do not put on your suit until after that". He hands him another bag. "This is just a turtleneck and slacks, just wear this. After they arrive, at 3: 30 PM we will return to the room and prepare. We can arrive at the party late, father does not mind".

Hei Yan Jing nods his head and eats the food in front of him Xie Yuchen walks away to shower. For the next several hours they speak little words with one another. Xie Yuchen is sitting at his desk putting some makeup on when he catches Hei Yan Jing in the mirror. The man was only wearing his slacks and the way they sat on his waist was driving him wild. He tries to not think about how hot Hei Yan Jing actually is. He was astonished he was able to friend someone as hot as him, and even to see him half naked daily. He was worried about tonight. Since his father knew his true identity, he was afraid that people would realize who he was and bother him. He sighs.

Hei Yan Jing hears the younger man sigh and he walks up to him. He places his hand on Xie Yuchen's shoulders and starts to massage them softly. He notices quickly how tense his shoulders are and he frowns. He digs his thumbs in more and Xie Yuchen groans into the touch. Hei Yan Jing pauses a bit but continues. Xie Yuchen suppresses his moans. He was always tense but someone hitting his knots was a whole new feeling. Hei Yan Jing stops after a few minutes and rubs his hands up and down his shoulder blades.

"You are tense", he states. Xie Yuchen laughs at that and nods his head.

"Do you need some makeup?" Xie Yuchen asks, "I don't think you normally wear it do you?"

Hei Yan Jing shakes his head no. He looks at the table of makeup in front of him. Xie Yuchen didn't wear much, mainly just eye makeup and some blush. He had natural freckles so he tried to not cover them up too much. Xie Yuchen takes a lip tint and he grabs Hei Yan Jing's chin gingerly. He places the brush on his lip, sweeping it across his lips. It gave his lips a supple pink look. They looked inviting. He smiles at Hei Yan Jing. The older man looks at himself in the mirror and coos at his reflection. Xie Yuchen chuckles and pushes him away from the mirror.

"Finish getting dressed". It was 2:30 PM, they had very little time left. Hei Yan Jing puts his shirt on. The turtleneck was tight and it hugged his body. It showed his small waist and the slacks sit perfectly. Xie Yuchen turns around to get ready but he freezes when he sees Hei Yan Jing. He was going to go insane with how hot the man looks. Hei Yan Jing turns to look at Xie Yuchen. The man was wearing a white satin shirt, it was unbuttoned so a bit of his chest was showing. It was tucked loosely into black slacks. A gold necklace sat on his neck, hugging its base. And the jade green bracelet was prominent on his small wrist.