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Yuning heard the jingle of keys being muffled as a door was shut not long after it. He kept his face still as he pretended to be focused on the contents that the TV was playing, and tried his best to ignore Xiao Gui’s gaze and greetings that met him.
Xiao Gui looked at the elder carefully, before his eyes drifted to his phone that was left open – Douyin still on and displayed – and Xiao Gui managed to catch what the video was about before Yuning realised and switched it off.
He was jealous.
Xiao Gui dragged his feet slightly as he went to sit next to Yuning, a smile on his face as he purposely sat with his left leg draping over Yuning’s and his arm wrapping around the latter’s neck. “Hello, Ning-ge,” he breathed out, leaning in to rub his nose against Yuning’s – the elder’s head being turned the moment he felt the younger’s breath caress his skin. Yuning’s eyes were drifting from Linkai’s face to lower and lower, and the lower he went, the more his eye lids closed and the closer he leaned, until he was so close their foreheads were nearly pressed against each other.
“Jealous.”
“Hmm,” Xiao Gui hummed in reply, and he brought his lips to hook on to Yuning’s, with his hand that was originally around the elder’s shoulders now behind his head and pulling him closer. Yuning was nearly the same, with his arms desperately hugging the younger in an embrace as he let his hands tangle and play around in Linkai’s hair.
When they took a small break for air, Yuning left no time for Xiao Gui before their lips were against each other again – and unlike the previous puzzle-fitting kiss, Yuning left no room for separation and pressed his entire body against Xiao Gui. It was a sloppy, teeth-against-teeth, bodies pressed against bodies type of kiss, with Yuning still tugging at Linkai’s shirt and the latter welcoming the elder’s advances at pulling him closer and closer.
Before Xiao Gui’s shirt was nearly torn, and his hair nearly undone, they had let go of each other, with Yuning bringing his knee up to press against the younger’s torso, his head against Xiao Gui’s chest and his arms hugging him.
“So you’re this kind of jealous,” said Xiao Gui, his hand resting on Yuning’s head as he leaned his chin on the messed up hair. “What did you see?”
Yuning pulled back, blowing at Xiao Gui’s fringe and pecking him gently around his face. “I was watching old videos of you-”
(“I’m not that old.”)
“-and I saw that kind of stuff, you know.”
Linkai let out a small chuckle, opening his eyes and holding a stare with Yuning. “I’m your Wang Linkai.”
“Hmm,” responded Yuning, leaning his forehead against his Linkai’s.
“I prefer Liu.”