They found each other. They fell in love. They fell apart. They found each other again. Will they love one more time and risk the heartbreak again? A bittersweet tale of two people bound by destiny.
#My third QingYu inspired fanfic. Credits to the o...
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Present Day
Park Avenue Apartment, Beijing
(Qing's POV)
Dayu was still sleeping soundly when I woke up. He's curled up to me, with one hand around my waist and one leg in between mine.
This had been our sleeping position for a month now. And this is exactly why I couldn't sleep without Dayu anymore.
I love this so much. The feels of his warm body against mine, his breath fanning my neck, his scent tantalizing my senses; I'm addicted to this. This is where he belongs. In my arms.
The thought of not being able to wake up with him like this. The thought of waking up alone. That's what I had been dreading so much from my mother's preposterous plan.
But by the end of last night, I had resigned myself into accepting that by hook or by crook, I would have to endure sleeping and waking up without Dayu for two nights.
And I was ready to toss around on the bed not being able to sleep until morning when I walked out of the bathroom and saw the bedroom door pushed open.
Then Dayu walked in, and locked the door behind him. I thought for a moment that I might be imagining things, but then he started walking towards me and then he lunged at me.
The impact of him jumping at me, immediately assured me that he's real and that he came on his own free will. And he's now in my arms. Hugging me.
He felt warm, and he smelt of lavender and his words were music to my ears. Telling me he missed me and he loved me.
Every stress, every tension; that he had experienced the whole day, melted away in an instant. Dayu is all I need. He's my favourite medicine. As long as I have him, I'll be alright.
Even without sex. Surprisingly. Yes. And no. We did have a little bit of sex, to be honest.
Well; we did make love, yes, but we didn't go all the way last night. We kissed, touched each other. I managed to seduce Dayu even though he did put up a bit of a fight, but I did get to give him a blowjob as he laid writhing on the bed, his hands clamped on his mouth to suppress his moans; and he looked absolutely sexy. And then as he was nearing his peak, I gave us both a handjob because I couldn't take it anymore too. We came together as I drowned his moans and my groans in a series of kisses.
