Secret Love Nest 2018

Thank You for Being Born

I woke up today to a living room filled with thrash from last nights after dinner birthday party of my lover.

Yes, today is March 11, and I am bound to go back to my location shoots this afternoon. But first, what's to do with all these mess?

Qing: (from behind me) Good morning.

Me: (smiling as I turn around) Good morning. How is my quarter of a century old boyfriend?

Qing: Just having a mild bout of hangover. Which is good.

Yes, considering the amount of alcohol he consumed last night.

Me: Do you need anything?

Qing: (sliding closer to hug me) I am fine now. I have all I need in my arms.

Oh, yes...Qing is still buzzing from his party last night. His birthday party. He is being sweet.

Last night, after having dinner with friends in a prereserved restaurant, we invited a dozen or so close friends back to our condo to have a post dinner party party.

Yes, we are so stupid, we had a party after a party. How crazy are we?

Anyways, like I said, we invited people over and most of them carry gifts for the birthday boy. Even the Goddess next door prepared something for Qing but she didn't attended the party last night as she is not at home. Her lover got some break from parliament and decided to snatch the Goddess away for some vacation out of town.

But her gifts were also opened last night. The glossy, elegant bag where her gift was put on is not strewn on the living room carpet after Qing pulled out the gift the Goddess gave him.

Now, we have a party thrashed living room but I have no time to clean it all up.

Qing: No worries, I intend to hire cleaners to clean and put back our condo in place again later. I will stay here to supervise everything. Or I might call my sister to do it for me as I sleep.

Me: Just the living room, okay? And parts of the kitchen. When I come back, I will organize everything again. You know the parts of the house that are sensitive to me, right? My pantry, the bathroom, the walk in closet...our bedroom. Don't let anyone come into those rooms...

Qing: (taking a hold of my shoulders) Hey, calm down. Relax, Love. Breath....

I took calming breaths and let Qing hug me again.

Qing: Are you okay? You were close to hyperventilating there...

Me: I think I had a little panic attack. Thinking of people, strangers, coming here and touching our stuffs. It's the OCD in me. You know that...

Qing: I know. But don't worry. I know the sensitive spots of the condo so yes, rest assured, that I will not let anyone come near our bedroom, bathroom, pantry...what else?

Me: (punching him lightly) Don't let anyone go to our walk in closet. Lock it. It's a warzone there. What's with all the gifts you...we received last night.

Our friends, our crazy friends, secretly made a theme for the gifts they will give to Qing. The theme was, their gift for Qing has to have a pair that I can use.

A couple gifts. It's their theme. I cannot believe it.

Last night, Jin explained to me the reason why they are giving me gifts too even though it's Qing who has a birthday.