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Some American song was playing over the radio.
Fang Yuan looked up from the case file, eyes immediately falling on Mi Ruo, who was focused on his equations.
Maybe… just maybe, he could indulge in a little romance.
Slowly, he got to his feet and headed over to Mi Ruo, taking his hand, spinning him around and pulling him close. Mi Ruo jumped at the sudden action, dropping his marker to the ground.
“What are you doing?” He asked, a little taken aback by the gesture, “I- “
“-Ssh, it’s okay.” Fang Yuan gently encouraged him to rest his head against his shoulder, “Just for a moment, okay?”
Mi Ruo hesitated for a moment, before reluctantly allowing the older to lead, keeping his head on Yuan’s shoulder, as they swayed from side to side.
They remained like that for a few moments, before Mi Ruo mustered up the courage to raise his head to give the older man a kiss, sighing in relief when Fang Yuan kissed him back. There were so many things they’d never spoken aloud to one another, but they both knew the truth.
Fang Yuan gave Mi Ruo a spin, before pulling him close again. Mi Ruo’s hands were warm in his, the faint smell of coffee lingering around him. Fang Yuan breathed it in, memorising the scent.
The song came to its end, and Fang Yuan cupped Mi Ruo’s cheek to kiss him again, smiling into it when Mi Ruo attempted to move closer.
This was perfection.