Secret Love Nest

Friends pt 3

Now, my friends who encouraged me to take a leap of faith, are getting drunk on the expensive whisky that Qing bought from his last trip abroad.

I invited them here in our home. We caught up and reminisced Complain about our current lives. Complain about our work, our meddling mothers, Meng's sisters are starting to date so he grumbled about that. Xiao had a crush on a girl in his office but she is either numb or stupidly dense.

I complain about Qing of course. I have lots of complaints.

Me: This is both your faults. You told me to go for it with this guy. Now here I am...

Xiao: Yeah, here you are. Settled with the love of your life. Screw you Dayu! You too Meng. Fuck you both. You little shits, falling in love and getting married and settled. Damn you both!!!

Meng and I high fived at Xiao's drunken outbursts.

Meng: That is the reason why he is my best man. You don't mind, do you?

Me: Nah! He can have that title. But are you sure? He will plan your bachelor party.

Xiao: Bachelor's party! Wooohoooo

I laugh at Meng's stunned look. Like he is finally seeing clearly where his choices are leading him. He is about to get married, lucky bastard.

Me: (raising my glass, I'm drinking vodka, I can't take the taste of whisky) To you Meng! Congratulations man!

Xiao: Hear hear

We clicked our glasses and drink. Then we laugh, talk, drink some more until we all slumped in the chairs on the living room, completely wasted.

That's when the door open and in came Qing. One look at the three of us and he sighed tiredly.

Qing: (shrugging off his coat) Do you guys have to be in these severe level of drunkenness everytime you see each others?

Meng: (raising both his arms in the air) Wang Qing! You're the man!

Xiao: (trying to get up, maybe to hug my man, but failed miserably and slumped back at the solo armchair) Qing ge! It's our fault Qing ge!

Qing massage a hand on his forehead.

Me: (smiling and raising my arms) Qing ah! My love! My destiny! (I pout my lips, asking for a kiss)

Qing: (shaking his head) No kiss for you...

Qing refused my kiss but he picked me up to take me to our bedroom. He threw me mercilessly on our bed before he goes out to tend to my friends. He too will toss them to the bed on the guestroom then leave them there. Qing is not the most gracious of host but Meng and Xiao knew that already.

Qing came back to our room. Pick me up again to take me to our bathroom. He told me to pee while he put toothpaste on my brush. Then he proceeded to brush my teeth and made me gurgle some mouthwash.

He took off my clothes, gave me a quick wash then put fresh shirt and sleep shorts on me. Then pick me up again to lay me on our bed. I smiled and thank him.

Qing: (kissing my forehead) I hope you won't regret this in the morning my Little Squirrel. But who am I kidding, you ALWAYS regret it.

He went outside again, probably to take a shower. I think I passed out cause the next thing I knew he was slipping on the bed beside me smelling like the shower gel we use.

Me: (rolling to hug him) Have I ever told you about the night I told my bestfriends about you?

Qing: Nope. Not yet...

Me: I will tell it to you tomorrow.

Qing: (snorting) Sure Dayu. I'd like to believe that, it's just I think this is the tenth time you got drunk then tease me with that promise. So sure...

I smiled then hug him and bury my face on the side of his neck as I cry.

Me: (in broken sobbing voice) I am so lucky to have them as my friends.

Qing: (hugging me back tightly) And this is the reason why even if you always break you promise to tell me that story, I'm still patiently wait to hear it. I wanna know what they said to make you this emotional every time you remember that night.

Me: (still crying) They love me... They like you...

Qing: (laughing) I will like them too if they will just stop trying to turn you into an alcoholic.

I leaned out and smile at him with tears in my face. Qing gently wipe those tears away.

Qing: I love you Dayu. If they are a part of why you said yes to me that day, then I will not get tired of supplying them with alcohol.

Me: (laughing and hitting his shoulder) We are not alcoholics! And I love you too.

Qing: I know. But I will kill you if you say this to them. I do...like your friends.

Me: (putting my finger on my lips) Shhhh, I won't say, I promise.

Qing: (laughing) Ah you are a funny drunk. Goodnight my Little Squirrel.

I lay my head on his chest, lulled to sleep by his steady heartbeats. I feel happy tonight. I have my good friends and my lover all in the same place tonight.

Life is good.