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Chapter 30: Take My Hand. Take My Whole Life Too. 🔞

A year later...

Bright rushes through his steps down the hallway. His heart is leaping with joy and it's doing a double somersault, excited to see Win again after a week of being apart from each other. He went on a business trip to Chiang Mai for a big project that Handle Yourself With Care has invested in. Now, he's back just in time for his wedding anniversary with his husband, which is tomorrow.

Once he arrives in front of their apartment, he punches in the passcode on the access security system box and the door beeps, signaling it has been unlocked. Bright pushes the door open, carrying his suitcase with him, and walks in. His cat, Ame, is sleeping on the sofa while his husband is lying on the floor, cocooned in a thick duvet while watching TV. He silently coos at the sight of his loved one's being so cute together like this.

Win knows that his husband is back. He lazily tilts his head to the side to look at him. "Oh, you're back," he gives the older man a small smile before focusing his attention back on the drama he's watching.

Bright pouts at that because he expects Win to give full attention to him, since they were apart from each other for over a week. He pushes his suitcase to their bedroom and gets into the bathroom for a quick shower. After that, he dresses into some comfortable clothes, a pair of shorts with a grey tank top.

The CEO jogs back to the living room and chuckles at Win, who has still not moved from the floor. He goes to him and lays his body down next to him. "Babe, share the duvet with me a little," Bright clings onto Win, swinging his leg over Win's stomach and his arm over the younger man's chest.

"Bright, you're blocking my view. I want to watch the drama," Win groans, trying to pry his husband from him. However, the attempt is futile, like always. Bright is so much stronger than him, especially nowadays, because he has been going to the gym a lot. "By the way, it's your turn to do the dishes today," the architect adds nonchalantly.

Bright huffs at that. "I just came back from a business trip and your reaction is this? Hmm, I'm sad," he sulks, but he still buries his face in the crook of Win's neck, cuddling him.

"What's the point of creating the schedule, then?" Win sassily retorts, rolling his eyes at his husband.

Bright pouts even more at that. He tilts his head up to look at Win. The younger man is pouting too. "Aw, my sassy husband, are you sulking with me too?"

"Hmm..." Win hums, still ignoring Bright.

"I'm sorry. I know I promised to come back yesterday, but as usual, something came up and I had to prolong my stay there. What's important is I'm here before the day of our anniversary day, right?"

Win shifts to look at Bright. He puckers his lips for a kiss and Bright's face softens. He presses his lips against Win's in a slow kiss. The kiss escalates, and it becomes needy. Bright sits up and removes the duvet from covering his husband's body. His eyes widen in shock at- "You're naked..." Bright breathes out, a sweat forming on his forehead.

The architect innocently nods at him. "I am indeed naked, Mr. CEO. I've cleaned myself for you, waited for hours just for you to come home," Win draws some random patterns on the back of Bright's hand. "Come here," he whispers seductively, spreading his legs wide so that Bright can fit in between them. The older man lies on top of him and their crotches brush each other in the process, making both of them moan.

"Who gave you the right to be naked under the duvet like that huh?" Bright asks as he dips down and presses his lips on Win's neck. The younger man squirms because he feels ticklish, but then he starts to enjoy the peppering kisses Bright's giving all over his neck right now. Win is struggling to breathe because his husband is giving so much pleasure to him that he can't even speak. "Speak, babe."