What dreams are made of... (Between Us/Hemp Rope)

Being alive doesn't always mean living.

Notice: This story is entwined in the story of Mr. Unromantic (Between Us/Hemp Rope). It begins after the chapter "Refer to me as Karma" and is based on Waan and Tul's relationship. This series will not make sense if you didn't read the other one, so please consider doing so.

Thank you for taking the time to read.

I hope you enjoy :)

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After Waan leaves Win and the gang he heads straight to Tul's dorm room. He doesn't even finish knocking when the door swings open and he is pulled into the room. He smiles at the boy in front of him who is looking slightly annoyed. "I take it you missed me?"

He puffs out a breath, "Obviously. What took you so long?"

"Well maybe you should do better with your assignments so when I do come around you don't have to be stuck here doing work." He watches his boyfriend frown. He is so cute, Waan just wants to kiss him silly but he doesn't. He holds up the packet in his direction, shaking it in front of Tul. He watches his eyes light up, sparkling.

Tul licks his lips, anticipating. He opens the bag and smells the divine food inside, "Did you go to our steakhouse?"

"No, I just stopped by on the way to get you dinner." He goes to the cupboard and takes out a plate and cutlery, taking the food from him and plating it. He then goes to the fridge and gets him water, setting it all on the table for Tul. He hears silence and he looks up to see Tul staring at him, he furrows his brow. "Is there something wrong?"

He watches his boyfriend, feeling his heart skip a beat. He never had someone who treated him the way P'Waan did. The smallest things he does makes Tul feel all in love. What even is this feeling? He clears his throat, "No P'Waan. I'm just thinking about something. Let's eat." He goes to take a seat.

"I already ate handsome." He sits down and motions for Tul to continue.

"What's going on? You look a bit down."

Waan tells Tul about the meeting and everything that took place. He bites the inside of his cheek. He was never the one to be so cold but when it came to his family, all bets are off. He feels Tul's hand on his, gently rubbing his thumb against his palm. He brings his hand to his lips and kisses it softly, closing his eyes and taking in his scent. He needed this recharge.

"Did you really say 'Refer to me as Karma'? P'Waan, that's so cringe." He shivers at the thought, thankful he wasn't in there because he would have laughed.

He looked at him amused, "What are you even talking about? Team thought I was so cool." He smacks his hand away.

He scrunches his nose at the man, "Team would think you were cool even if you tripped and fell on your face. That kid likes you way too much to be rational. But not me.." He winks at him and smiles.

He shakes his head, "Finish up, I'm going to shower."

He stands up quickly startling Waan, "You know I think I need a shower too." He watches the look in his eyes change, his eyes become hooded and a playful smile spreads across his face, he bites his lip in anticipation. Nothing is better than P'Waan when he decided to be a bit naughty. He watches him walk towards him and pull him into a kiss, he feels himself heating up. He tries to deepen the kiss but P'Waan pulls away.

"Naughty boys don't get rewarded, finish your assignment and then we'll talk." He kisses his cheeks and sees the boy glaring at him. He snickers, turning on his heels and heading for the shower.

Seriously? Now he sees where Win got his attitude from. "I wasn't even that interested, I was just teasing you." He sees P'Waan give him a thumbs up. He looks down at his manhood in disdain, which is standing at attention, "You're so disappointing. You weak idiot." He closes his eyes and groans when he hears P'Waan laughing, knowing he witnessed his antics. Great, who is the cringey one now?

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Waan gets out of the shower and sees his boyfriend frowning at the work in front of him , he sighs, going to sit behind him and putting his arms around his waist. He puts his chin on Tul's shoulder, "What aren't you understanding?" He listens as his boyfriends complain about what he can only describe as everything he has ever been taught. When he is done he takes a deep breath in. "Here, let me help you." He goes on to explain all the dreary topics he too hated when he was in school. He notices that he is still lost when he is done explaining.

"It's just so boring P'Waan." He rubs his eyes, seeing the time and almost crying knowing he has to hand the assignment in tomorrow morning.

Waan gets up and goes to the cupboard, taking out chocolate sauce. He goes back to Tul and sits behind him. He puts his fingers inside his shirt and gently rubs his chest, "Lets play a game. Every question I ask, if you get it right, I will reward you." He pulls off Tul's shirt and squeezes some sauce on his shoulder, he puts his mouth over the spot and licks all of it up. "Like this, all over your body." He hears the sharp intake of breath and smiles against his skin. "Number 7, go." He listens as his boyfriend answers through a shaky breath, he pours some on his shoulder blade and licks it up, "Number 19." He listens again but this time Tul doesn't answer correctly. He immediately pulls away, having no contact with his boyfriend.

"P'Waan, don't play with me."

"Uh-Uh, you got it wrong. Remember only correct answers get rewards." He stays where he is and asks again, "Number 19." He hears him correct himself and smiles. He goes closer and squeezes some on his neck, this time gently biting the skin getting a moan in return. Focus baby, number 12." He feels Tul protest but he bites down on his neck once more. Tul throws his head back onto his shoulder and turns to face the man, lust filling his eyes. "Number 12." He answers and Waan pours some on his boyfriend's bottom lip, he sucks his lip into his mouth and allows his hands to roam. "Just a few more Tul." The boy nods, swallowing hard. He pushes him back up and moves to his side. He gets the rest correct, time for the last one and this time he puts some on his finger and smears it on both his nipples before sucking it into his mouth. He feels him shiver and pulls away. He goes to the bathroom and returns with a washcloth, wiping all the stickiness off him. "Now all you have to do is write it out. Good job. He bends down and kisses his forehead. I'm going to bed, join me when you are done."

"What? Wait what?" He groans again, "P'Waan." He pouts at him and watches as he just shakes his head no. He kicks his legs in frustration. "Fine." He looks down at his papers and tries to answer, he closes his eyes to remember the answer and can almost feel P'Waan's lips on him. He shakes himself out of the trance and begins writing furiously. Before he knows it he is done. He wakes up and sees P'Waan still awake.

"Are you done?"

"Yes." He opens his arms to him motioning for him to come to bed, he smiles at his boyfriend and obliges. He snuggles closer to him and kisses his chest. "Let's do it." He hears him laugh and doesn't understand why, "I'm serious, I really want..." He falls asleep before he can finish his sentence.

He hears his sleepy voice asking him to do it, he laughs. Gosh, why is he so cute? He is grateful for Win tricking him into admitting that he loves the boy. He is also grateful that Tul didn't give up on him. He kisses his forehead and makes him more comfortable before closing his eyes and just enjoying the moment. Strange how he has all the money he ever needs, houses, cars, everything, but being here right now in this moment, is the most joy he has ever experienced in his entire life. Being alive doesn't always mean living. "I love you." He says into the darkness before he falls into a deep peaceful sleep. His last thought being, this is what dreams are made of...