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Ye Xiu was being tortured.
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It began a few days after he started living with the Sū siblings, he became aware of Sū Mùqiū's lack of modesty - atleast when little Mùchéng wasn't around.
Every morning after Muqiu walked Mucheng to school, he would go home, take a shower and then go to the internet café.
The problem was, Muqiu always went out with just a towel wrapped around his waist - perfect V line and faintly discernible abdominal muscles on display. Ye Xiu tried not to follow some of the water droplets as they trailed down his muscled back as Muqiu searched for clothes...he had yet to succeed.
When Muqiu was searching for some particular shirt, he would sometimes bend over and Ye Xiu would be taunted by the silhouette of his ass against the offending piece of cloth - he didn't know it was possible to feel frustration and satisfaction at the same time. It was just enough for his imagination to fill in the other details and yet lacking enough as he didn't know what it would've felt like.Oh, the woes of being able to see but not touch...
Ye Xiu had to endure more on hot days - when Muqiu forgoes going to the café in favor of lounging around.
Muqiu would prance around in just his boxer briefs, pert little ass hugged by the stretchy fabric..and the bulge...
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'Damn hormones...' (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻
Ye Xiu was sure he wasn't even gay - it was only Muqiu he felt attracted to. Muqiu wasn't handsome -he's fairy like. Blonde hair framing his delicate and pretty beautiful facial features and eyes - don't even get him started on the eyes!!!Ugh...
He's got a slender build, so it was understandable that Ye Xiu was crying at the injustice when he saw Muqiu had abs.
'We do the same thing every day(sit in front of a computer) so when did he find the time to work out?!'
'Mom, this world's filled with injustice.' *sulk*