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In the softly illuminated confines of their home, Qian paced back and forth, his frustration brewing like a storm on the horizon.
His boyfriend, Yuan, was supposed to be home hours ago, but the clock mocked Qian with its relentless ticking.
Finally, the door creaked open, and in stumbled Yuan, his laughter mingling with the scent of alcohol.
Qian's anger flared, but it was tempered by a pang of jealousy. He couldn't shake the feeling that Yuan had been out having a great time without him.
"Yuan, do you have any idea what time it is?"
Qian's voice was sharp, cutting through the drunken haze surrounding Yuan.
Yuan blinked, his gaze unfocused as he tried to focus on Qian.
"Ge, You won't believe it! We closed the deal, and everyone wanted to celebrate. It was amazing!"
Qian's anger softened slightly at the excitement in Yuan's voice, but it wasn't enough to quell the resentment festering within him.
"That's great, Yuan. Really. But you could've at least let me know you'd be out late."
Yuan's smile faltered, replaced by a look of guilt.
"I'm sorry, ge. I lost track of time. I'll make it up to you, I promise."
Qian sighed, his anger dissipating as he took in the sight of Yuan, swaying slightly on his feet.
"You're drunk, Yuan."
Yuan grinned sheepishly. "Just a little."
Qian shook his head, a wry smile tugging at his lips. "Come on, let's get you to bed”.
As Qian guided Yuan to the bedroom, his jealousy mingled with a different emotion altogether. He couldn't deny the flutter of desire that stirred within him as he watched Yuan stumble against his side and mumble apologies.
Once Yuan was safely tucked into bed, Qian lingered by his side, his heart heavy with conflicting emotions. He remembered the years they had spent together, the hardships they had faced, and the love that had blossomed between them against all odds.
But as Qian turned to leave, Yuan's arm shot out, pulling Qian back towards him.
"Ge," Yuan slurred, using the term for older brother that carried a deeper meaning between them, "only mine."
Qian's breath caught in his throat as Yuan's arms wrapped around him, pulling him close. His heart raced as Yuan buried his face in Qian's neck, his teeth pressing against the skin in a drunken display of possessiveness.
"Yuan..." Qian's voice was barely a whisper, his mind reeling from the unexpected turn of events.
But even in his drunken state, Yuan seemed determined to express his affection.
Ignoring Qian's initial hesitation, he continued to pepper Qian's neck with kisses, his lips lingering against the warm skin.
Qian's heart raced as Yuan's kisses grew more insistent, his own desire flaring to life despite his attempts to resist.
Yuan's hands roamed over Qian's back, pulling him closer with each touch.
For a few fleeting moments, Qian allowed himself to be swept away by the intensity of Yuan's passion, his own longing rising to meet it.
But as the haze of alcohol began to cloud Yuan's senses even further, he finally released his grip, his eyelids fluttering shut as sleep claimed him.
Qian stood frozen for a moment, his mind whirling with conflicting emotions.
With a heavy heart and a mind swirling with conflicting emotions, Qian gently disentangled himself from Yuan's embrace.
But as he looked down at Yuan's peaceful face, a soft smile tugged at his lips.
"I love you too," he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to Yuan's forehead before slipping quietly out of the room.
As he settled onto the couch to finish working on his laptop, Qian couldn't help but wonder what the future held for them.
But for now, in the quiet of the night, all he could feel was the warmth of Yuan's love surrounding him, comforting him, and reminding him that no matter what challenges they faced, they would always have each other.