My Lethe

you are mine

It's been a while since I updated this, but I won't ever give up on my stories. They will all have a proper ending.

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hang Wei woke up the next morning slowly, and pulled the covers from over his head down to his hips. The bright sun snuck pass the blinds and created strips of sun light onto the ground, but brought in enough light to wake him up.

Zhang Wei climbed out of his bed and out of habit, grabbed his towel and a change of clothing and strolled to the bathroom. He still wasn't used to living in such a nice home. The furniture looked new and clean, the floors were spotless, the bathrooms had a real toilet and a real shower. ..everything was completely different from what he was used to.

He walked into the bathroom, stood under the shower head, and turned it on. The warm water flowed down his body, washing away all the aches he was not aware he even had. The water so was warm it felt like a thousand little hands were massaging his muscles in each part of his body until they were as relaxed and soft as a feather. It was so relaxing that he stood under the shower head for an entire hour, until the water eventually turned cold and he could no longer ignore the sound of his stomach growling.

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Zhang Wei sat at the breakfast table, and slowly ate the rice and eggs that Liling prepared for breakfast. On the side of the plate there was a delicious pair of toast with a strawberry jam that Liling's mother makes fresh daily. It seemed awfully cliche to Zhang Wei. A perfect couple with perfect parents and a perfect home. He wondered if this is what life was like for everyone in Beijing .

As he ate, the bell unexpectedly rang. Zhang Wei barely glanced over as Yong answered the door, and instead he continued to fill his mouth with the deliciously warm rice.

"Zhang Wei, a class mate is here for you." Zhang Wei looked over at Yong in confusion. He didn't expect that anyone would come to see him especially not so early in the morning. It was barely seven.
Zhang Wei nodded and excused himself from the table. When he went to the door he saw that Qiang was waiting there, with a patient look on his face. His arms were joined together behind his back, and he was wearing a stained school uniform.

"Qiang?" Zhang Wei said. He grabbed onto his arm and pulled the older boy outside of the house, and stood directly in front of him on the porch. The daylight sun exposed the dark circles under his eyes and the pale complexion in his skin. He thought back to yesterday when Qiang confessed to Zhang Wei that he hasn't gotten rest in a few days. It seemed that he was still exhausted.

"What are you doing here?"

Qiang pulled out a cigarette from within his pocket, put it between his lips and lit the end. The orange flame burned it slowly, and let off smoke that formed into clouds.

"Want to go to school together?" Zhang Wei shrugged his shoulders, then immediately shook his head. Qiang was wearing a dirty uniform, his appareance was changing, and he was obviously exhausted.

"Atleast wear a clean uniform to school. You've got stains and you smell of strong alochol. You won't be allowed into the classroom like this. " Qiang looked down at his uniform then pulled the collar away from his skin, ducked his head down and inhaled.

He quickly let go, surprised by smell, and looked back up at Zhang Wei.

"I haven't been at my home in a few days to get a change of clothes. " Zhang Wei sighed. He couldn't understand what family issues would be so bad to make Qiang absolutely refuse on returning home.

However, he nodded.

"And? You smell like a bar. You still won't be able to get into school. "

"I left the club and came straight to you. Let me take a shower and borrow your uniform." Zhang Wei looked away from Qiang. He couldn't help but to feel an enormous amount of concern for Qiang. He didn't know much about him, but he knew that sleeping in cars and drinking until day light wasn't good for him.

"A quick shower."

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Zhang Wei laid on his bed and tuned out the sound of the shower water running as he flipped through his manga. He had already read it five times since receiving it, but each time he read it he grew more and more fascinated by it. Mangas were truly the most fascinating form of entertainment. He could get lost in them for hours.

"Zhang Wei, is that the manga I gave you?"

Zhang Wei quickly turned around towards Qiang and placed the book down. He couldn't deny that Qiang cleaned up rather nicely.

He nodded, causing a sweet smile to grow onto Qiang's face. Qiang liked to see that Zhang Wei enjoyed the gifts he gave him. Getting him that manga was not difficult, it was rather easy actually. However, he would get him anything that his mind ever thought of no matter the lengths it would take.

"Do you really like it? Do you want more? Give me the name, we can go get it right now. " Zhang Wei laughed to himself. Qiang was bouncing like a rabbit, so eager to please Zhang Wei. Truthfully, he couldn't quite understand why Qiang was so willing to gift him things. He never could.

"No. I don't need gifts. I am not a needy man." Qiang laughed yet rolled his eyes. Is that how he saw it? Qiang attending to a needy person? That was hardly it. No- Zhang Wei being the opposite of needy made him want to spoil him more. Zhang Wei refusing to accept his gifts only made Qiang shower him with more.

"Who thinks you're needy? Anyway, a man needs to know he's appreciated or else he'll leave his lover. Just take my gifts as my appreciation to you. "

Lover?!

Zhang Wei choked on his own saliva. Now he was the one misunderstood.. Did Qiang think they were lovers? We're they lovers? Wasn't there a statement that needed to be made to make it official? Did Qiang just make that statement?

"Lover? Qiang, I think you misunderstood. We are just buddies."

Qiang is the one who choked on his own saliva this time. Buddies? Was there any other word in the dictionary to describe their relationship beside lover?

"Buddies? Buddies simply don't do the things we've done, Zhang Wei. Buddies don't pleasure each other the way we have... " Zhang Wei turned away from Qiang. He didn't want to hear a word Qiang was saying because he was right. Zhang Wei wasn't a popular student, he didn't have many friends, but he knows that the way Qiang touched him and held him weren't regular friend activities. He wasn't foolish, just in denial.

"Do you want to leave? You can go to school with your own uniform and get sent to the office for how badly you reek of alochol if you want to keep annoying me like this."

Qiang laughed harder this time and approached Zhang Wei. His hands slid on Zhang Wei's waist, and held them firmly as he lowered him onto the bed. His body pressed against Zhang Wei's, stopping him from moving away. His smell entered Zhang Wei's nose, leaving him intoxicated by that delicious scent of Cologne and his natural body odors.

"I'll leave after you hear me out. I don't want you to think that I see you as being needy. I buy you gifts because you deserve them, that is all. The gifts are my way to show you that I want to see you happy. "

"What is it to you?! Will my happiness give you everlasting life?"

Qiang laughed and thought of it. If stress and depression takes years off of the life, perhaps serenity and happiness could put more on it.

"Don't ask so many questions, okay? Don't overthink things. It's just simple that I buy you gifts because I love you," Qiang caressed Zhang Wei's face, causing an involuntary sigh of comfort to escape Zhang Wei's mouth," You are mine. Always and forever, and I'll continue to spoil you until the only thing you don't own is a planet... and then I will find a way to give that to you as well."

Qiang crashed his lips against Zhang Wei's, admiring the sound and vibrations of Zhang Wei's moans slipping into his mouth caused by his hands touching all the weak spots on Zhang Wei's body.

Qiang reached down, and roughly pulled down Zhang Wei's uniform pants to his ankles. Zhang Wei's body was already tipping to ectasty.

"We're not going to school today." Qiang said.