A new start
Xiao Zeng's eyes opened to the fading darkness of the early morning. The curtains blocked the transparent door to their balcony, moving softly with the air from the AC.
He shuddered at the cool breeze and the feel of the cold body pressed against the skin of his back, cold arms circling his waist. Wang Yul's warm breath fanned against the back of his neck.
Though his alarm was off because of Sunday, his body clock still managed to wake him up at the same time as usual.
Zeng sighed. He turned around and placed a kiss on Yul's jaw. "Good morning," he said to the sleeping man.
He wriggled out of Yul's hold when Yul hooked an arm around his abdomen and with his superhuman strength, brought Zeng back to bed.
Don't go. He mumbled as he pressed his body against Zeng, lying on top of him.
"Move, you are heavy."
Yul only snuggled. "Yul, let me go."
"It's a holiday today." The sleepy grumbled.
"But I still have a lot to do," Zeng sighed, "Move aside, you are crushing me."