out of control relationship

The two of them lay side by side on the bed, not knowing whether to talk or not.

After a few years of sharing the same bed again, Qin Shuobei still slept against the wall, lying on his side, watching Qin Yuan close his eyes in the shadowy darkness.The line from the bridge of the nose to the lips is clear but not cold. In such a comfortable scene, it is particularly exciting.

It is said that only if you trust a person extremely in your heart, can you sleep safe and sound by his side.

Qin Shuobei lacks trust in too many external things, and is only willing to rely on himself for everything. There seem to be very few ways to gain a sense of security, but in fact, a little emotional feedback can make him feel satisfied.

Qin Yuan closed his eyes and said, "Still asleep?"

"Can't sleep." He answered honestly.

Qin Yuan didn't dare to move, he would rather face the ceiling than turn over, not for any other reason, mainly because as soon as Qin Shuobei was face to face, so close that he could feel each other's breath, he couldn't help thinking wildly.

Always in that paradoxical state of what was going to happen but didn't happen, couldn't let down our guard but couldn't deal with it, and this state seemed to be going to continue.

After a while, I couldn't sleep again.

Qin Yuan became irritable, and wanted to take advantage of the dark to give himself a hammer. He was sick, so why let him join in the fun? The bed is wide?

Or give Qin Shuobei a hammer, knock him out and sleep well, don't upset him.

With a sudden thought, Qin Shuobei suddenly moved.

In a dark environment, the sound of fabric rubbing would be very obvious. Qin Yuan could feel the bed beside him collapse slightly. He didn't know what Qin Shuobei was going to do, so he leaned his body and turned his back to the other side.

Unexpectedly, it was this insignificant little move that made Qin Shuobei stretch out his hand and hug him from behind.

Qin Yuan only felt that five thunders were hitting his head.

Also thinking "this moment is finally fucking here".

Frontal hugs and back hugs give people different feelings. In addition to expressing intimacy, gratitude, and etiquette, frontal hugs are magnanimous and generous; A person is willing to leave their backs to the other party, and because of the contact of certain parts of the body, there is an extra layer of ambiguity.

"Do you think," Qin Shuobei whispered in his ear, "I have a secret that I didn't tell you."

Except for his brother, no one may understand that, with his overly melodious voice, whispering close to the ear like this is simply sexual harassment.

"..."

Qin Yuan knew that his heartbeat was definitely heard, so he simply stopped hiding it and replied in the same decibel voice, "You'd better say it."

Not suspicion, not begging, but a kind of tolerance that had been expected.

He is waiting for you to speak up.

He is not as cold, assertive, and insensitive as you imagined. He is even troubled by this uncertain relationship like you, and because of his acquired slowness, he has doubts about himself and the so-called "like", so he pins his hopes For you, I want you to say it, even if it is a word.

Just one sentence.

"Brother." He called him again. "Qin Yuan."

"I like you."

Qin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, reminding Qin Shuobei of a gust of wind in midsummer afternoon.He closed his eyes, and the white feathers were blown all over the ground, covering all the mottled years.

Love and hate, laughter and tears, pain and happiness, they are entangled but never deviate from the ending, and finally the dust settles.

When Qin Yuan held his hand, the gentle waves of the dream gradually drowned him.

When I wake up, nothing has changed, and it seems that everything has changed.

Qin Yuan's biological clock didn't remember for him that today is the night shift, and he doesn't have to go to work on time in the morning, so he still woke up very early.The sky was slightly bright, and a little water-colored sunlight penetrated the window curtains. He turned over for a while, and he didn't even think that there was someone sleeping beside him.

The bedroom was quiet and silent, and the daylight enveloped him softly. Qin Shuobei's breath slowly blew into his neck, like warm waves rising and falling.

He put his hands on Qin Yuan's waist without exerting any force, just a symbolic hug, the backs of his hands were slightly curled up, and the knuckles were beautifully bulged; he didn't know how long he kept this position, but Qin Yuan remembered before going to bed There is no quilt on the body.

this kid.

As if there was a gap between reason and ego, he suddenly wanted to see Qin Shuobei before he woke up.

So he held his breath, straightened his body, and turned from under the sleeping Qin Shuobei's arms, so that they faced each other.

It's really a pretty face.Regardless of distance.

Qin Yuan raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on his thinly pursed lips. At that time, the strange feeling that troubled him hit his heart again.But this time Qin Yuan understood that he liked it.

It's the turmoil that comes from liking someone.

If he can apply a little bit of the aggressive spirit of overcoming math problems over the years to falling in love, he will surely learn without a teacher, and he doesn't have to worry about it until now.

He moved his head away from the pillow again, moved it up a little, and smelled the scent of the other party's washed hair.

At this moment, Qin Shuobei's breathing stopped, the lock of hair sticking up in front of Qin Yuan's nose swayed, and his hands followed suit to pull him closer, and his whole face was buried in Qin Yuan's arms.

Qin Yuan: "..."

without any precautions.

Qin Shuobei, who had just woken up, rubbed sleepily on his chest for a while, seeing that his brother didn't respond, so he touched his lips.Touched again.

His movements were very light, offsetting the meaning of invasion, more like a "good morning" greeting, so Qin Yuan wanted to avoid it at the first time, but then simply kissed back.

Both of them are complete novice in this area, and their inexperience is instinctive to make up for it, so even though they don't know the point, they still really feel the throbbing.

After the brief kiss was over, Qin Yuan became ashamed belatedly. He turned over and got off the bed with a little big movement. He tugged at the T-shirt that was rolled up to his abdomen, and suddenly opened the door and walked out.

Qin Shuobei noticed that his face seemed a little red.

The way he walks is also not right.

He didn't speak or move, just sat quietly in Qin Yuan's room for a while.

Maybe I really feel happy, so I don't bother to pursue anything.

After Qin Yuan went to the bathroom, he went straight to the kitchen, took the milk out of the refrigerator, and heard Qin Shuobei splashing into the water while washing.

Then he also came out, went to Qin Yuan's side and helped wash an avocado, cut it in half with a knife, marked the surface of the flesh in a "well" shape, dug out the flesh and put it in warm water for later use.

After doing this in obscurity, he turned around and left. He didn't say a word to Qin Yuan, who was frying ham -- not this morning, but they obviously did a lot of things, and the thoughts in their hearts were endless, which made the words look pale and indifferent. It's superfluous, let alone talk about it.

The relationship between the two of them has been completely out of control today. Qin Yuan never imagined, let alone ten years ago, even ten months ago, that he and Qin Shuobei would become like this.

Who is he to himself?

Boy friend?

He was so shocked by this realization that he couldn't help himself, and almost forgot to explain before going out, "Well... I won't come back tonight, you can figure it out."

"Ah."

Standing in the entrance, Qin Shuobei saw him stretching out his hand, so he helped him get the key from the cabinet, and handed him a shirt and jacket, "It's a bit cold at night, bring some clothes."

"...Oh." He stuffed the dress into his backpack and took a peek at the person.

Qin Shuobei didn't know if he noticed it, but when he turned his head to open the door, he called out, "Qin Yuan."

Qin Yuan's face became hot again.

He gritted his teeth, "Goodbye."

"Walk slowly." Qin Shuobei rubbed the corner of his mouth with his knuckles to hide the smile that shouldn't appear.