When one man met another man. One icy heart melts; and a lifeless one beats for the first time. Predestined to be at the right time, at the right place with the right person.
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It's their first night together and Qing was already laying alone on the couch, of his living room.
He eyed the closed door of his bedroom; with aching heart.
Looked like his grandfather's intuition was correct after all.
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They arrived home at nine after a very long talk with Dayu's best friends and his grandmother and grandfather, who also joined them some thirty minutes before they went home.
"So..How are we going to do this.." Dayu stopped in the living room, looking at his luggage, then at Qing. Qing smiled, his hand darted to Dayu's head, brushing his fingers into his hair, then he went to pick the luggage up.
"What's to think about...?" Qing asked, as he walked into the bedroom and took Dayu's luggage straight into his walking closet.
"I thought, I was going to use the second room.." Dayu muttered, he had seen the walking closet in Qing's bedroom, and it's huge but he also had a huge collection of clothes.
Qing frowned and threw Dayu a sharp look, "why would you think that?" He clicked his tongue, "what's the point of us living together if you're using another room..?" Qing asked.
Dayu bit his lip, not wanting to rattle Qing further about the matter.
Qing then put Dayu's luggage on the table in front of the seating in his walking closet.
"Ermm..Qing ah.." Dayu looked around and saw that there was nowhere that he could put his clothes into.
Qing followed Dayu's eyes, then grinned. He quickly walked and got two big basket out, then he began taking out clothes from some of the drawers and also pulling off clothes from the clothes hangers.
Dayu blinked at how easily Qing was able to just take whatever clothes he wanted and put into the basket, indiscriminately.
"Qing..?" Dayu called to Qing, questioningly.
"I'm making room for your clothes.." Qing looked back at Dayu and smiled happily.
"And those..?" Dayu motioned at the two baskets in front of Qing which were then filled almost to its highest level.
