Can you give me a good morning kiss?
Xiang Yu's brows furrowed in his sleep feeling a tightness around his body, as if he were being strangled by a boa constrictor. Up until this moment he had had the most peaceful sleep of his life despite sleeping on the rough ground.
Panic surged through him when he recalled that there were snakes in this cave. His eyes flew open only to be met with a sight that sent shockwaves through his heart. Instead of a snake, it was a strong, broad chest right before him in his face.
That wasn't the problem. The problem was where his hand was. His hand was inexplicably nestled within Han Xin's lapel his fingers brushing against the warm fabric as if searching for something.
Xiang Yu's breath caught in his chest, confusion and embarrassment flooding over him like rising tides. 'Fuck,' he swore internally wondering what the hell was wrong with him. He wondered what he had been looking for in Han Xin's clothes.