Falling in Love with You *CNY Special*

Onward we go!

It seems that what they say is true, time seems to slow when one is facing annoyance. Mo Gaung Shang could prove its truth. He sat in his place at the table with face quite flushed and brows knitted as he listened to his mom's drunken talk, He Tian on other hand, didn't pay any attention to him but kept on savoring his drink, listening intently without a care. The battle taking place under the table was fierce in contrast.

He Tian's leg crept up high onto Mo's, the latter seemed not only losing in life but in their leg games as well. He tried to brush it off but he really couldn't pull off without making things obvious. He Tian quite enjoying his discontent, kept his leg brushed against the other's thigh and slidded it up all the way to groin. Mo's eyes widened as he felt cold touch of feet between his legs and shrunk back in his seat. His eyes shot a warning dead glare at He Tian who flashed him a lazy smile.

"...as I was say...saying..." his mom was already dead drunk, going on and on about gibberish, totally not aware of her son's trouble. "What the hell you think you are doing?" he asked He Tian through gritted teeth, one hand holding onto the feet that was exploring the dangerous area. He Tian propped his chin on one hand and said, "I'm just keeping the engine warm." His feet pressed hard on Mo's groin and unprepared for the attack, Mo let out a groan. "Ahn..." "Oh..." Mo's mother turned her attention to him; he pressed his lips tight, face bright red, glaring at He Tian, his eyes about to shoot fires.

He Tian leaned back in his seat totally relaxed and crossed his arms over his chest, watching Mo's distraught state with mischievous glint in his eyes. It was so fun to see Mo's little face so red, brighter than tomatoes, excitement, embarrassment, lust and anxiety all mixed together into such alluring shade. He found this nervous Mo beyond adorable. His feet gave another forceful press on Mo's and this time, he couldn't stay still anymore and jumped up from seat.

"..YOU..." he was ready to blow the roof off if his mom wasn't present in the room. He Tian silently chuckled under his breath and realized he should stop wasting time, fooling around meaninglessly while he could be using it to indulge himself in delicious Meal. "OK. I think we all have enough to drink tonight. Madam, let me help you to your room." His mom finally raised white flag; He Tian totally ignored the puzzled Mo, left in stupor at the table and helped Mo's mom to her room.

He gently settled her in the bed and helped her get comfortable. The older woman was blissfully, mumbling away in her sleep. He Tian stroked the tender skin gently, feeling the tides of age in the lines interrupting her fair complexion and couldn't help but feel longing and content. She stirred and turned to other side all the while leaving him alone with her back to his face. Smiling to himself, he tugged the blanket snugly around her and quietly left the room.

Mo was feeling flustered, goosebumps were all over his body even now as he put away the stuff and headed to the living room. He was about to pick up his bag when he heard He Tian's voice. "Sneaking away are we?" Mo threw his bag over the shoulder and turned to him, his face now serious despite its pink hue. "We have unfinished business, who is sneaking away?"

He Tian raised an eyebrow his expression smirking and unreadable, he approached Mo and stood close in front of him. Mo, a few inches losing him in height, didn't falter by the intimidation, stared back at him with his brows knitted tight. The two stood in silence, competing in staring contest, the moving hand of the clock on the wall was so loud, that was the only other sound apart from the shallows breaths of the two.

He Tian chuckled and suddenly grabbed a hand behind Mo's head. "You have become bolder, little Mo." Mo was startled, yanked forward so sudden, he was a bit lack of words to retort. But the truth was he was too nervous to actually say anything. Even though he stood his ground firm and dare He Tian, he felt like fainting. His heart was thumping mad inside the chest, and every second, he stood in front of him, it only got worse.

The pain was acute, crawling its way out of his body, setting the veins on fire, something akin to internal bleeding. He was suffocated by the words he had stored up over the year, the curses, the emotion and the unspoken tears, everything welled up instantly, and he couldn't even breathe freely. But compare to him, He Tian was totally at ease, all in his cold menace self. The thought alone felt like yanking a knife out of his chest.

He couldn't remember what he expected moments ago when he saw him again but really this couldn't be it. Why was he looking at him with such strange cold look? Mo was in actual panic as he feigned courage and arrogance but his Yankee face betrayed the true feelings. He Tian chuckled, "Don't look so scary. Didn't you say we will continue our rendezvous later? Shouldn't it be now?"

His hot breaths stuck Mo's face, making the scrunched up face slowly loosen into blushing one. "...Don't you...fking dare...Not here." He growled at He Tian and was ready to fend himself. He Tian raised his hands in defeat and said, "Who said anything here? I got something special planned." He winked and grabbed his hand, already pulling him to the entrance. "Wait... what? Hey you shit head, let go of my hand." He protested loud and vulgar but little effort was put into shake off the hand.

He Tian pulled him out the building; the streets were still lively with people celebrating the festival. Children were playing with fireworks and colorful toys, throwing them up and down in the air. Elders busied chitchatting in groups, enjoying the abundant sweets and alcohol, totally ignorant of the two guy playing a game of tug of war. "Bastard, are you listening?" Mo shouted at He Tian, who has already turned deaf to his curses while being dragged around in crowded road.

He was conscious of being hand in hand in public but the grip on his hand was so tight couldn't shake off a bit. Suddenly He Tian came to a stop, unable to halt his feet in time, Mo stumbled forward and smacked right into He Tian's chest that turned around to receive his princess with open arms. The moment Mo's body touched He Tian's, it jumped back immediately as though being electrocuted. "...you..." He couldn't find appropriate curse word to address the state just now.

"Get in." He Tian opened the door of black Benz which was already sitting in front of their house before. Mo looked at opened car door and then back at He Tian, and back at the car again. "What? WHAT?" He Tian giggled and said, ''what are you thinking little mo? Something exotic?" His eyes narrowed, indecent glint lingering at its long lashes, Mo blushed uncontrollably, he wished he could stab him in the face and be done with all this.

He Tian urged him into the car with hand on his back, whispering directly into his ears, "No worries, the other place I meant is not the car. I mean I have no problem doing it in front of people but it'd be a shame to let others see your lustful face." He winked pleased to see Mo's face blown up into crimson red. "...You bastard. Do you want to die?" Ignoring Mo Gaung Shang's tantrum, he tugged at his hand and said in a low serious tone, "Besides you have things you want to say to me right."

Mo's body stiffened on spot, He Tian let go of his hand and walked over to the other side. "Get in." his tone wasn't commending nor pleading, it was simply informing and there's no other way but to obey. Honestly he thought he was prepared to hear something like that from He Tian but now he was given a chance to actually ask things that been haunting him, he couldn't find strength inside.

The entire car ride was quiet, neither started conversation nor made ruckus as usual. He Tian focused his eyes on road and Mo to the road side and colorful lights as the Benz rolled smoothly down the road. He thought he would have plenty of questions to ask him but in reality, there was none.

It came as a surprise to him as well how empty his mind really was and how light he felt now, a weight have been lifted from his chest. Seeing He Tian again was a relief that he didn't know he would feel. His presence was what he craved, not the long winded explanations nor love nothings. He really was simple minded idiot, no wonder he was twisted around He Tian's little finger. His lips stretched into a sad smile that meant for no one other than himself.