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Ji Xiaobing watched the door, a patient smile on his face as he waited. The filming had ended, bunking in dorms with other members of his new group paused for a while, and so Xiaobing waited for him to return tired and crawl into his arms. The actor licked his lip, turning his head slightly away from the door as he heard keys clicking in the lock, a bright smile on his face.
He managed to just switch his phone on as Hanyu walked in, a tired yet faint expression on his face, keys dropping from his head on to the table next to where Xiaobing was seated. The younger blinked, Xiaobing disguising his smile from the cuteness radiation by continuing to stare at his phone, only humming in acknowledgement when Kiddo settled to sit next to him. He felt his heart pang when the younger bit his lip, tiredness as he rested his head into Xiaobing’s chest.
“Ge~” he whispered, turning his head against the steadiness of the other’s chest, his eyes softening and lips unintentionally pouting, “I missed you.” The words made Xiaobing feel warm in the stomach, his cheeks blushing as he switched his phone off and rested a hand on Hanyu’s head, fingers brushing at the hair. “Really?”
Hanyu smiled, a crooked and mischievous grin, before using his hand to remove Xiaobing’s. A slight pressure from his own hands were applied on the older male as he was pushed back, his shoulders just above the margin of the couch’s arm rest, neck up leaned back and relaxed. “Really,” breathed Hanyu along Xiaobing’s bare neck, his breath hot as he dragged his gaze upwards, meeting Xiaobing’s tilted stare. He leaned forward, slowly – eyes still resting on Xiaobing’s – before pressing his lips against a line, a soft kiss that felt light and homely.
A slight and fuzzy vibration against his lips registered to him that Xiaobing had laughed, and he smiled against the skin as he pulled his eyes back down, gazing at what was laid directly in front of him. Hanyu pressed another kiss, feeling the elder moving and reaching out with his arms, and he pulled back in time to be able to watch Xiaobing sit up and stare at him with all the love in the world. The latter reached out, hand going back to the wet strands of Kiddo’s hair, entangling his fingers as he curled them along, every tug pulling the other closer to him. As he got closer, Xiaobing saw the little beads of sweat not yet dried, the slight signs of tiredness and physical exhaustion. He used his other arm to pull Hanyu in within an inch range and hold him tight against his nape.
Xiaobing leaned in, pressing his lips against Hanyu as he pulled him in for a kiss.
“My little firefighter.”