For starter, a kitchen is normally a place XueYang avoid the most. Not because he thinks such work is not for a man, but he just dislikes the place where many kinds of failed product made by the students are hidden. Surely there will always be a group in charge to keep it clean, but it doesn’t stop strange entities with strange smell are stuffed into the farthest shelf. XueYang has witnessed too many, if not all.
The reason why he currently in the place he avoid the most, is no other because he wants to tease a certain young professor. Though, the one in question doesn’t seem to notice his advance.
“It’s not even near White Day.”
“What about White Day?”
“Day where the guys return the chocolates they received in valentine.”
“I know that. I mean, why suddenly mention it?”
“Because you currently making some sweets?”
Xiao XingChen chuckles in response. His hand doesn’t stop working on the bowl in front of him, gentle smiles plastered on his face in contrast with the light color of the doughs on the counter. That small gesture doesn’t past XueYang’s eyes.
“Do i need to wait for special occasion to make something?”
The question snapped XueYang from his thought. He quick on tear his gaze away, putting no effort on spreading the jam over the sponge cake Xiao XingChen made earlier. Even though he doesn’t particularly want to have a random chit-chat in general, seeing how Xiao XingChen responded to him is tickling his sense in a way he didn’t notice.
“Not really. It’s up to you.”
Silence is taking over. XueYang glances at him again, watching his delicate fingers somehow got enough strength to beat the dough with much ease. Certain thought passing inside XueYang’s mind, one which is more or less indecent, and he shamelessly lets himself drown in such image of the older man standing next to him.
“You like sweets, don’t you?”
“Hmm?”
“You like sweets, don’t you?”
As Xiao XingChen repeats his words, XueYang’s eyes stuck to his lips.
“I am.” XueYang answers, “What? You want to make some?”
“As thanks for helping out, you can choose what you like.”
“You’re not even done yet.”
“That’s why i’m telling you to choose. Since i haven’t runs out of ingredients.”
“Who are you making these for?”
“A little girl i’m currently taking care of.”
“Heeeh.”
“There’re still enough sugar. Shall i make some candies? If you want.”
“Sure.”
His own work isn’t done, but XueYang lost motivation to finish it. Now he is only watching Xiao XingChen working while lazily stirring the glaze he supposed to be doing. Instead of scolding him, Xiao XingChen smiles and grabs XueYang’s hand. The gesture isn’t too sudden, but XueYang caught off guard enough for him to widened his eyes.
“Do it like this.”
Xiao XingChen leads XueYang’s hand in his grip, drawing randomly on the cake. Xue Yang doesn’t resist, eyes down on the messily drawn cake, but his gaze is actually stucked on the hand holding his. The delicate fingers he used to see from afar is now entwined with his own. Is it a bliss? Or is it a curse?
“......Your drawing is suck.”
“Ahahaha.”
While scratching the back of his head, XueYang stopped working altogether. He took a seat next to Xiao XingChen, rest his chin on the table ignoring the powder stick to his face, and stares at Xiao XingChen with much boredom. Since the beginning, he never has the intention of actually helping. He offered himself to cheer on Xiao XingChen, though he doesn’t really know why his hands moved by itself and took the utensils. It’s really stupid, if he thinks about it properly, and kinda wants to bang his own head to the wall for acting like a snotty brat in front of the girl he likes.
That last train of thought, really makes him want to bang his head for real.
“Ah—”
XueYang’s attention forcibly taken by that soft yelp. His mouth already opened to say something, but right away shut tight seeing the light-colored liquid drips down from Xiao XingChen’s fingers. Xiao XingChen’s panic face is really amusing, but the way the sugar dirtying his hand, sending another indecent thought in XueYang’s head.
His body moves by its own.
“Xue—”
The way XueYang grabs his hand silence him. XueYang’s gaze sending dangerous signal. It freezes him, unable to even tear his gaze away. Even as XueYang leans closer, he can do nothing but stared back. Deep down, his mind screams telling him to get away.
“I’ll help clean it up.”
XueYang’s voice is deep, unlike his usual tone. Before Xiao XingChen can respond, the tip of XueYang’s tongue already touches his finger. He naturally shivers, trying to pulls his hand away but XueYang refuse to let go. His long tongue which was on his fingertip, now moves down and licks the sugar drips in between his fingers. His whole body shudders. The resistance once was there now melts away thanks to the heat of the moment. Xiao XingChen knew he will regret it later, but it’s impossible to back away at this point. His eyes on XueYang, unable to look away, staring deeply at the way XueYang licks him off like the most delicious treat ever available.
When XueYang finally pulls back, he lets out the breath he unconsciously holding. By then he noticed XueYang still holding his hand, had his eyes staring so deeply into his own like a hunter eyeing his prey. That gaze hypnotized him, once again froze him on the spot as XueYang leans forward to be closer.
“It’s really sweet.” XueYang’s voice barely a whispers, “But i know something much sweeter.”
He believes he was bewitched when his mouth opened to receive XueYang’s deep kiss.
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