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The first person Tang Yi sees as he walks out of the prison gates is his sister. And then all he can see is her hair as she runs at him, crushing him in a hug that he would happily let break his bones if her strength had been enough to do so as he hugs her back. Closing his eyes as he holds her, having the last piece of his family finally back in his arms was something that settled most of the unrest in his heart.
Most of it.
“Tang Yi.” She sniffs, almost finished crying when she finally pulls away, and he laughs gently as he lets go to wipe at her face. Ignoring the wet spot on his coat.
“You’d think you’d not seen me.” He chides gently and laughs again as she punches him in the arm.
“Shut up.” She scowls, wiping away the last of her tears. “Seeing you free is different than seeing you in those damn visitation rooms.” And with that, she stomps back to her partner, Dao Yi, who simply shrugs and smiles at him when she goes back over to pout at him about it all before turning his attention fully to her, fond smile taking over his face as she complained at him.
That was one of the best things that had happened while he had been in prison. Them properly sorting their shit out and getting together properly. Because while they had gotten together ‘officially’ whilst he was still out, they really hadn’t sorted their shit out for a few months. That had been one of the main topics of conversations for the first few months of Hong Ye’s visits.
So with her settled and ‘annoyed’ at him just like she usually was and fully preoccupied with her boyfriend, his heart finally searches out the last piece that would settle the unrest there.
Shao Fei, unexpectedly graciously, had let Hong Ye take priority for visitations. So they really hadn’t seen each other much in the three years Tang Yi had been imprisoned. As much as he’d like anyway. But well, he’d probably think that even if they’d seen each other every day.
And he blames that reason for how his legs almost give out at finally seeing his partner.
Three years was a long time, so it was no surprise Shao Fei had changed. But he had seemingly changed for the better. He was a little bulkier than he had been when they’d last managed to see each other. Or at least now, seeing him stood at full height in the sunlight, Tang Yi could finally see it properly rather than in a dim room with glass in between them.
His shoulders seemed a little wider, and thighs a little larger just from the way his jeans hugged them. His hair was a bit longer, fringe brushing the top of his eyebrows with some curls around his ears that helped his cowslick blend in. He was dressed better too. Jeans and jacket actually fitting him properly instead of hanging off of him without a loose thread in sight.
His smile hadn’t changed though. And it only gets wider and goofier as their eyes lock.
“Tang Yi!” He calls, raising a hand in greeting as he stays stood a little ways away by the car, as if this were the most casual meeting in the world. As if it hadn’t been two months and twelve days since their last meeting (because Shao Fei’s work had picked up incredibly so), as if Tang Yi hadn’t been counting.
“Shao Fei.” He nods, before dropping his bag to stride over. Hands already up and reaching to cup Shao Fei’s face in them as he finally gets to him, capturing his face in his hands and his mouth in a kiss that he doesn’t hold back from now that he can finally touch him.
It’s better than the innumerable times he’d dreamt about it, both asleep and awake. Because now he can feel how Shao Fei’s hands go to his waist, pulling him close so that their bodies are flush, and the warmth of his mouth now is real as he opens it immediately, although his smile hinders anything too deep. Having Shao Fei in his hands, skin soft and a little dry under his palms and lips smiling against his own, finally settles his soul back into place with a satisfying hum that he lets go of into his boyfriend’s mouth.
“SHAO FEI!” They both flinch at the shriek, and then Shao Fei is being ripped away from him before he can try and grab him back and his heart stops- “Stop being gross in public!”
“Yah! As if I didn’t catch you and Dao-ge making out last week-”
“I told you not to mention that!”
And ah, Hong Ye and Shao Fei were bickering. Well, at least some things never changed.
“Alright let's get back.” He raises his voice before it can devolve into a full on argument, rolling his eyes when they both look back to smile sheepishly at him before they head to the other side of the car. And he uses the few seconds to get his heart rate back to somewhere normal as he shakes the panic he had immediately felt.
He spends the car ride home with his hand tangled with Shao Fei’s as he keeps it resting in his own lap. Thumb rubbing over his partner's knuckles as he acquaints himself with all of the calluses on his palm and fingers from where Shao Fei was gently squeezing his hand in small pulses every now and then. Brazenly staring at him with his head rested against the headrest. Smiling goofily in a way that had always had Tang Yi’s heart racing.
“What?” He asks quietly when he looks over for the umpteenth time as his gaze flickered back and forth from watching the scenery race past them and his boyfriend.
“Nothing. Just glad you’re home.”
“Hm.” He smiles back. Knowing it takes over his whole face as Shao Fei’s own face lights up even further.
They stare at eachother like that the rest of the way back. Smiling stupidly at each other, and he really can’t find it in himself to feel embarrassed about it. Even with Hong Ye’s intermittent tutting.
The ‘protesting’ was just for show anyway. Because with every tut, he could see through the rear-view mirror how wide she was actually smiling. Fondly glancing back at them every now and then when she wasn’t distracted talking to Dao Yi.
The relief that washes through him when they finally pull into the driveway almost an hour later almost knocks him back in his seat with how intense it is.
Finally, he was home.
He could sleep in his own bed! And he would finally be able to cook for himself and for Shao Fei. Out of everything aside from his family and friends, he’d missed cooking the most. Having such a physical link to Old Tang taken from him had messed him up for the first year he’d been imprisoned. Especially after the truth about everything had been revealed.
“Earth to Ah Yi.” He startles when someone taps him on the shoulder, and he pulls away from where he was just staring at his house out of the car window and turns to scowl at Shao Fei who chuckles. “Come on, let's go in.”
Dao Yi gets his bags from the trunk which he’s grateful for, as Shao Fei immediately takes his hand again to lead him into the house.
The door is open when they go up the few steps, and he’d be worried if Shao Fei wasn’t so eagerly pulling him inside. And he understands why as he steps through the front door. There are banners and confetti everywhere in the hall, clearly leading them into the living room where the rest of his family and friends are waiting for him.
“WELCOME HOME!” There’s a group gathered around that’s larger than he expects. And he stops in his tracks as he takes everything in.
Because Jack was there with Shao Fei’s little sidekick Zhao Zi, and both were smiling genuinely. After a few visits, he and Jack had reconciled. After all, they’d been after the same goal. And Jack had never hurt any of his men, or he himself. Plus, any information given over to the police had only been to do with the cartels and drug running. Despite the information he had on the Tang group, he had never handed any of that over. He would never trust Jack as much as he did again. But honestly, it was a close thing.
There were a good handful of his men there too, the ones who worked in the house or weren’t on duty. They were the ones who had stayed and proved their loyalty to Hong Ye and wanted to integrate themselves into the new and legitimized way the company and subsequently the family were being run. And they all welcome him with smiles, tension they’d once held all but disappeared, and he’s grateful for it.
Andy and Jin Tang were both lounging across the couch. And last but not least he’s very surprised to see two of Shao Fei’s colleagues. He’s not sure of their names, but he recognises the woman as the one who had feelings for Shao Fei.
“You managed to get everyone together huh?” He turns to Shao Fei who shrugs.
“Hong Ye did most of it. Now come on. Jack cooked!”
“You can cook?” He asks Jack in surprise who just smirks back.
“He can definitely cook!” Zhao Zi pipes up, beaming in a way Tang Yi can’t help but find infectious before he takes Jack’s hand to lead him into the kitchen along with a few of his men while Hong Ye starts herding everyone into the dining room.
“Come on everybody! Where’s the good booze?”
“I’ve got it.” Chih Hao, his head of household security, smiles. Disappearing off into the kitchen too as Tang Yi lets himself be dragged again into the dining room.
It’s also overly decorated with banners strewn across every single one of the floor to ceiling windows, and there are balloons stuck up everywhere too, with many just floating against the ceiling.
The table itself is set for a full three course meal. Complete with tablecloth and runner. They really had pulled out all of the stops for him.
“You wanted to make it hard for me when I have to clean up later huh?” He asks as Shao Fei makes sure he sits at the head of the table. Untangling their hands so he can pull the chair out, making Tang Yi chuckle under his breath as he goes along with it. It seemed his ridiculousness hadn’t waned at all since he had been gone. And he was very glad. It was one of the most endearing things about him. One of the things that Tang Yi loved most about him.
“Can you please just say ‘thank you’ instead of complaining?” Hong Ye rolls her eyes. Sitting kitty corner at his right as Dao Yi sits next to her, while Shao Fei sits kitty corner on his left. And he reaches out to hold his hand under the table. Needing to be as close as he can without being stuck to his side.
Slowly the table fills up, and he watches carefully as everyone interacts. Because things will have changed in three years. He knows that. But most things seem to be the same. His men are still close with each other and chatting with Hong Ye and Dao Yi. And Andy is explaining something dramatically to Jin Tang, but he’s surprised to find that one of Shao Fei’s colleagues is chatting to them too, very invested in whatever is going on.
“That’s Jun Wei.” Shao Fei whispers to him when he notices him looking at them. “They bonded whenever Jun Wei had to bring me in for injuries.”
“Ah.” He nods. That makes sense.
“And this is Yu Qi.” Shao Fei introduces as the woman comes up too.
He scowls as Yu Qi sits on the other side of Shao Fei. Narrowing his eyes as she seems to shuffle her chair closer to Shao Fei’s.
“Nice to see you again.” He lies. Because he was still jealous. He doesn't think he ever wont be, not with how he coveted Shao Fei now that he had him. But she doesn’t seem to notice as she dips her head at him.
“Welcome home. I’m sure Shao Fei will be a lot happier and more settled now that you’re back.” And now still, she was talking about Shao Fei and was clearly invested in him. If she was speaking about his feelings above all.
“Yeah.” Shao Fei says, completely shameless as he grins at him. Leaning towards him slightly.
“We won’t ever be that far apart again.” He says, and pulls their hands up to kiss the back of Shao Fei’s hand before resting it on the table. Meaning it wholeheartedly, but also wanting to show who Shao Fei was with. And with how Hong Ye snorts, he’s not subtle about it.
But he wasn’t exactly trying to be.
“Good.” She says simply. Before turning her attention to Hong Ye. “Did you manage to get saturday off?”
“Yes!” Hong Ye grins. “I’ve booked the table.”
“Great.” And that was new. He had no idea the two knew each other.
“Uh?” He turns to Shao Fei.
“Yu Qi is dating one of Yi-ge’s friends.” He explains. “What a small world huh?”
“Ah. Yes, it is.” He nods. Not feeling an ounce of shame for his jealousy. She could still be interested and was trying to move on. Or something.
“Here we go!” Jack breaks his train of thought as he brings in a few plates. Zhao Zi trailing behind him with a few himself. “First of all we have a fried shrimp salad. Then we have soup dumplings. Chih Hao-”
“I’m here!” Chih Hao waves him off. Carrying some bottles of red wine that he places intermittently along the table.
“Do we have coke?” Shao Fei asks, and Zhao Zi nods. Holding up a bottle as he comes back in from his last trip to the kitchen that he opens and places in front of him before he goes to sit next to Yu Qi.
“Got it boss!”
“Not drinking?” He asks quietly and Shao Fei smirks. Wiggling his eyebrows at him in reply, and ah. Not drinking made sense for later. Or at least, not getting anywhere near tipsy. So he lets Dao Yi pour him a glass and plans to nurse that until they could be alone.
“Alright. Let’s dig in then.” Hong Ye cheers once they’re all sat down, and they all clink their glasses before they start on their food.
Shao Fei goes to let go of his hand to start eating, but all Tang Yi does is hold on harder. He could eat with his non-dominant hand. He would be fine. And he simply looks at Shao Fei until he stops trying, smiling as Shao Fei slowly starts on his food, eyes on him as he picks up his own chopsticks to start eating. He’s a little clumsy with it, but not to the level of spilling food on himself. So he carries on holding Shao Fei’s hand.
It’s delicious. Especially after living off of prison food. Jack really could cook. So he finishes a lot earlier than everyone else, not having the foresight to savour it as he had been too surprised to do anything else but scoff it down. But that means he can sit back quietly and listen to everyone's conversations. Watching as certain people catch up, while others seem to chat about things that were happening. He was pretty caught up on the ongoings of everything in various people’s personal lives thanks to Hong Ye, but it’s nice hearing more details.
He’s happy to just sit and listen. Basking in the noise, which was something he hadn’t expected. Prison had been noisy, and he’d thought he’d want near silence when he got home. But noise from family and friends, from the people he missed, was obviously different.
It’s the kind of noise that he could easily fall asleep to if he was tired. And knows he probably will do at some point. As he knows that he won’t be left on his own for a while. And with how Shao Fei and Hong Ye have grown closer over the years and she now actually enjoyed Shao Fei’s company (even if she’d never admit it), he’ll probably be with them the most. Truly, he’s looking forward to falling asleep on the couch to them bickering as they try to watch a movie or something after silently commiserating with Dao Yi.
Everyone eventually finishes up the first course, and the attention turns to him after Jack sets the second course down. It’s soup dumplings that smell divine. And he does let go of Shao Fei’s hand to be able to properly eat then, even if he does so regretfully.
“So how was prison?” Andy asks. Only smirking when Jin Tang smacks him in the arm.
“Could have been worse. Could have been better.” He shrugs. Because it wasn’t as bad as he’d thought it would be, but he’d much rather not have been there in the first place. “I only got attacked a few times. And the food was shit.” He doesn’t talk about the worst thing being away from everyone. And how the feeling of always being watched had almost driven him mad. “But I got a cell to myself.”
“What? You weren’t running the place?” One of his men jokes and he shakes his head.
“A certain police chief warned me to keep my head down. And his advice worked for the most part.” He looks so Shao Fei who just smiles at him, mouth full of food.
“Ah.” Andy nods.
“How was the promotion ceremony for that?” He turns the conversation easily, not really wanting to dwell on where he’d been. Right now, he wanted to focus on what everyone else had been doing. There would be plenty of time later on to talk about everything. Especially as there were things he could only talk to certain people about. And while he knew exactly how Shao Fei’s promotion ceremony had gone and had made Hong Ye record the whole thing and then show him, it was an easier topic. “I saw the pictures. Did Shao Fei really trip on the way up?”
“Yeah he did.” Zhao Zi snorts. Earning an elbow dig in the ribs from Yu Qi. “It was during the live broadcast too, so it got on the news.”
“Shut up.” Shao Fei hisses, although it doesn’t have any effect as he’s laughing at himself about it too. “Do I not have any pride left?”
“No.” Jack, Yu Qi, Zhao Zi, Jun Wei and Hong Ye all chorus and he huffs.
“I hate you all. Tang, do you think i’ve still got my pride?” He looks to him, pouting ridiculously. And it takes everything in his power not to lean over the corner of the table and kiss him. Because he wanted to at least finish his dinner first.
“Not when you’re making that face.” He teases instead and laughs at Shao Fei’s outraged expression.
“I doubly hate all of you.” He fake sulks, going back to his food.
“So what are you doing now Jack?” He asks as he also carries on eating. Warmth blossoming through him from Shao Fei’s antics. What could he say, he was gone for the man.
“I’ve settled into the life of being a house husband.” Jack smiles genuinely, looking over at Zhao Zi who immediately blushes a deep red as Jack leans to kiss him on the cheek. “It’s a lot more rewarding.”
Jack leaving the life of being a mercenary had also helped with him gaining Tang Yi’s trust back. It had to be said.
“We’re not married yet.” Zhao Zi protests a little bit, rubbing over his cheek where Jack had just kissed, even as he smiles goofily. Blush glowing even more incredibly so as Jack continues to smile smugly next to him.
“All I heard there was yet.” Yu Qi laughs, yelping as Zhao Zi smacks her in the arm.
“I can wait.” Jack just shrugs. “We know we’re a sure thing, right shorty?”
“You shut up as well.” He mumbles, still blushing a bright red, and Tang Yi’s eyes move to Shao Fei again like they always did. And he smiles as he sees how fond Shao Fei looks watching them all. Utensils paused midway to his mouth as he watched the back and forth.
And he really can’t help himself then and he leans forward to kiss Shao Fei’s cheek, nearly missing and mostly getting just next to his ear on his cheekbone as his face is turned towards his juniors.
“Eh?” Shao Fei immediately whips his head around, almost bumping their faces together. Looking confused but happy, and Tang Yi just smiles.
“Hm.” And then he sits back and goes back to his food.
“Oh…kay.”
“Shao Fei! I said not to be gross!” His sister admonishes and Shao Fei splutters.
“That wasn’t even me!”
“You were involved!”
“Jack literally just kissed Zhao Zi!”
“But neither of them are my brother!”
“Zhao Zi is basically my little brother and you don’t hear me complaining.”
“Aw, you think of me as your little brother?” Zhao Zi pipes up, sounding completely in awe. And Tang Yi feels pride wash over him at how respected and loved Shao Fei was. Even though he already knew that. Especially from Shao Fei’s younger colleagues.
Hell. Zhao Zi had visited him in prison and given him a very smiley, weirdly positive version of what he thinks the man thought was a shovel talk before he’d gone on about how great Shao Fei was for the rest of the visit. He’d admit that it was cute in a ‘puppy falling over its own paws’ way if he didn’t think Jack would stab him for it. Although he’d mostly understand.
“What about me?” Jun Wei asks and Jin Tang snorts.
“As if anyone would want to be your brother.”
And then a little shoving match ensues as the table erupts into laughter as the two shove at each other like children while Andy looks to Kuan Lin next to him, one of the last of Tang Yi’s men to be hired and now one of the most trusted, in misery as Kaun Lin simply puts his arm behind him with his hand up to create a sort barrier to stop Jin Tang from getting shoved into him. Poor guy was whipped, even if he did know it was useless.
“Look what you started.” Shao Fei tsk’s at him and all he does is wink back before going back to his food. Enjoying the chaos. He wasn’t used to ‘safe’ chaos anymore, and it was nice being able to enjoy it openly and know nobody was in danger of getting hurt, or that he would be hurt for openly watching.
Honestly, it was just nice knowing a fight wouldn’t just randomly break out.
“Worth it.” He just shrugs quietly, before he goes back to his food. Smiling as Shao Fei laughs.
“So what did you do inside then boss?” One of his men asks. “Not going to lie, you don’t look like you’ve bulked up much. You remember when Ming-ge went in and he came out jacked?”
“He was actually working.” Hong Ye rolls her eyes. And he was. Or well, as much as he could anyway. It obviously wasn’t anything like meetings or things that could reveal information about the last dregs of them being illegitimate. But he could read over business reports and offer his help to Hong Ye about things like that. And he’d been able to still manage the Tailor Shop remotely. At the very least, it was something to do.
“Hm. We got permission for me to continue to do work remotely as long as they could monitor.” Really, he thinks that they only let him to keep him out of trouble. If he was kept away somewhere working then there were less chances for any old enemies to start trouble and cause more work for the prison staff. Something that had happened. But it had happened less than it could have with him out of the way. “I was helping our business endeavours while Hong Ye finalized the legitimization.”
“Oh! We still need to throw a party for that!” Andy waves a hand in general at the table. “And no, Shao Fei.” He holds his hand up to Shao Fei. “None of you are allowed on the property for another month after the last bust up. So we’ll have to hold it here.”
“You’ll have to wait until we’re back in the country then.” Hong Ye already has her phone out. “We’re in America until the 20th.”
He tunes that planning out, turning back to Shao Fei who just shrugs helplessly at him.
“I don’t think you’re going to get a break for a while.”
“As long as you still have the next week off.” He says and Shao Fei nods.
“I do.”
“Then that’s all I care about.”
“We’ve made sure everyone knows he’s not allowed in the precinct, don't worry!” Zhao Zi smiles around a mouthful of food.
“Hey!” Shao Fei turns to him. “I don’t need to be told anymore-”
“Yes you do.” Yu Qi snorts. “You’re a work-a-holic. It makes the rest of us look bad.”
“It really does.” Jun Wei calls up the table.
“Well I was going to say that now my excuse to be a work-a-holic has been released, you could all rest easy. But just because of your whining i’m going to work ten times harder!”
“You better not.” Tang Yi can’t help but grumble despite himself. Filter and poise he’d built up over the years loosening now that he’s finally somewhere safe after so long of that not being so.
“Shh. I have to threaten them.” Shao Fei hisses at him. “It’s part of my role as chief.”
“Yeah yeah.” Yu Qi waves him off. “You couldn’t threaten your way out of a paper bag.”
“She’s right.” He hates that he’s agreeing with her, but it’s true. Even at the height of their animosity, Shao Fei had never been scary enough to feel anywhere near threatening. Not even when he was pointing a gun at his chest.
“Why is everyone ganging up on me today? You’ve only been out for two hours and you’ve already joined their team!” Shao Fei whines, glaring at them all.
“Hm.” Is all he says in response. Biting back another smile. Because while his filter was low, it hadn’t completely gone away. And he couldn’t exactly say ‘it’s because you’re cute when you’re indignant and it’s one of my favorite expressions on you’ without his sister and men never letting him live it down. Cheek kisses were one thing. Outright sappy compliments were another.
Shao Fei mumbles something faux-grumpily under his breath as he goes back to his food and Tang Yi follows suit. Looking at him every now and then in between bites. Just because he can. Because they’re finally together again without anything in between them.
Underneath the table, he kicks Shao Fei’s foot gently before he hooks his ankle around Shao Fei’s own in a move he’d be proud of in junior high school. Ignoring the surprised look Shao Fei shoots him before unsubtly shuffling his chair closer. Really, his face was going to split in half if he smiled any more today. Tang Yi was genuinely a bit worried.
“Wait. The entire week?” Hong Ye looks up from her phone and he nods.
“Uh, yes?”
“Did you forget we’ve got that video call with the Tokyo vendor on thursday?” She frowns. Because their work never stopped.
“No.” He lies. Because he actually had forgotten in the stress and hecticness of getting released from prison. “But it’s a remote call. I can take it from my desk. I assumed you didn’t need me physically in the office for it since you’re also out of the country?"
“Just making sure.” She sniffs. “Make sure to put it in your phone calendar. I know it’s on your laptop but who knows what they fucked with when they had it.”
“I have a physical calendar.” He tries to reassure her. “It’s in my planner. It’s with my things.”
“Well you had to give that over to them too though, didn’t you?”
“I did. But if they removed something or messed with something i’d know about it a lot quicker.”
“Hm.” She hums in a way that’s scarily similar to how he sounded when he hums before she pulls her phone back up again to finish whatever she was doing. Party planning, he assumed.
“It’ll be fine.” He reassures her. Because now he’d been reminded, he remembered what the meeting was about. And it was only really just an introductory meeting anyway. “I’m only there to show my face.”
“But it’s the principle.” She looks at him pointedly over her phone. “Make sure to put it in your phone.”
“I’ll text him to remind him.” Dao Yi says, shooting him a look that clearly reads ‘I know you won’t forget but this will make her move on’ and he appreciated the gesture.
“Thank you Yi-ge.” He dips his head as Hong Ye nods at him and takes Dao Yi’s hand to kiss the back of it in thanks (another gesture that he sees so much of himself in) before she goes back to her dinner while starting to talk with Andy again. Definitely party planning.
And with that settled, he’s left to go back to finish the main course. Ankle rubbing against Shao Fei’s in a way that keeps distracting him every now and then. Not for any particular reason, just for the fact that Shao Fei is finally within touching distance.
Yu Qi and half of his men leave just before dessert. Yu Qi for a date (although she had hugged Shao Fei for longer than he would like when he had gone to see her off at the door, so it was definitely something he’d still keep an eye on) and his men because their shift had then ended and he understood choosing an extra hour of sleep in their own homes over dessert.
Apparently dessert is some sort of pastry. He has no idea what kind, he’d never seen it before. But it seems that Shao Fei has no idea either as all he does is shrug when Tang Yi looks at him as Jack puts their bowls down.
Nobody else has reservations though, and Zhao Zi doesn’t even wait for his lover to sit down as he tucks in.
“This is better than your last attempt!” He says eagerly when Jack does sit down and Jack beams.
“Thank you. I used strawberry compote this time instead of jam.”
“It works way better.”
It’s good, whatever it is, when he finally tastes it. Although after the first two courses, he can’t finish it. Honestly, the richness makes him feel a little sick after the blandness of the prison food. But what he does eat of it is nice.
Everyone seems to be winding down a bit. His men still at the table were still working, so they were at least half in work mode. As he was most of the time. Or had been, when they were all in constant danger. And Hong Ye and Dao Yi kept exchanging small glances between one another which he knew clearly meant ‘can we go home soon?’. They had work the next day after all. And Jack and Zhao Zi were doing the same. Although for clearly more….. Couple-y reasons as he’d noticed Jack’s hand under the table inch higher and higher over the past twenty minutes. He just really hoped it was still on Zhao Zi’s thigh.
The only three who were still somewhat rowdy were Jin Tang, Andy and Jun Wei. But they were talking about an after party at Andy’s bar. And it was very clear nobody else was invited. Which was fine by him. Because he knew it was clear he wouldn’t be going anyway. And neither would Shao Fei.
“Alright. I have an early morning tomorrow.” Hong Ye says as soon as she finishes her dessert. “So we’re going to head off.”
“And we cooked so we’re not cleaning.” Jack says as he stretches. “So we’ll be off too.”
“I have some people to introduce to our dear friend here-” Andy starts as Jun Wei starts spluttering.
“No you do not!”
“Just let it happen.” Jin Tang pats him on the shoulder as he stands.
“And I guess that’s our cue to get back to work.” Kuan Lin sighs and also stands as everyone else follows suit.
“Come here.” Hong Ye says as she stands, and Tang Yi gets up to hug her. “We’re having lunch on wednesday before I fly out. Put that in your calendar too. Get dressed up. My treat.”
“Alright.” He hugs her tightly, rocking her back and forth slightly like he had done often when they were children. “Thank you for coming to get me.”
“As if I'd let anyone else.” Just before she pulls away he plants a kiss on the top of her head and she snorts before letting go. “Now go on. Good luck cleaning later.”
“Alright, get out.” Shao Fei laughs, having already shuffled Jack and Zhao Zhi almost out of the dining space with Andy, Jin Tang and Jun Wei trailing behind them.
“You guys go ahead, I'll do the last checks.” Chih Hao gestures to the last of the men who all take turns in clapping Tang Yi on the shoulder that he returns as they file out. Taking everybody with them as they all clog up the front door saying their own goodbyes as he and Shao Fei follow them out into the hallway.
“Get home safe.” Shao Fei calls to everyone, getting nods and vague noises in acknowledgement as he picks Tang Yi’s arm up to put himself underneath. Holding onto his wrist as he snuggles into his side. “Hi.” There’s not really that much difference in their height usually. And now with Shao Fei’s added bulk, they’re a lot more of the same size width wise too.
But he feels smaller under his arm. Purposefully hunched to make sure he’s looking up at him. Smiling wide but soft as he snuggled into his side.
“Hi.” He replies. Before dipping his head to bump their noses together. Smiling when Shao Fei laughs in surprise.
“Hi.”
“You said that.”
“Shut up.”
“Okay done. Everywhere is fine.” Chih Hao breaks them out of how they’re just staring at each other, although neither let go as they just turn to him. He’s not even looking at them, he’s just shoving his shoes on.
“Thanks.” Shao Fei nods.
”We’ll make sure the gates are locked up before we start our rounds.” Chih Hao shrugs his jacket on. “Don’t forget you have to lock the inner doors.”
“Hm.” Tang Yi nods. For the first few months he was back, they had decided to up the house security. As well as his security team when he was going back and forth to work. And part of that was putting heavier locks on the doors that were to his room and personal bathroom. So then his men could still have some reign over the house so they wouldn’t be outside for the entirety of their night shift. “Thank you. For everything.”
“Of course boss.” Chih Hao just smiles. Reaching out to pat Shao Fei on the upper arm in a move that seems well practiced and part of their goodbyes. “We’re all glad you’re back.”
“See you in a few days.” Shao Fei pats him back and Chih Hao nods.
“See you both later.”
“Bye.” They chorus.
”I love you.” Tang Yi says as soon as the door shuts behind Chih Hao. Shifting so that instead of Shao Fei being under his arm, he’s holding him. One arm still across his shoulders while the other goes around his waist to pull him to his chest.
“I love you too.” Shao Fei beams. Before tilting his head up for a kiss.
It’s desperate like their first kiss had been. Messier, as Shao Fei immediately opens his mouth for Tang Yi to delve into. Not having to care about propriety as he pours all of his love into it. Ignoring how their teeth clack together every now and then as he holds Shao Fei close.
“U-upstairs.” Shao Fei pants when they have to break away for a breath. Physically shoving him away as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. Panting hard, which delights Tang Yi incredibly.
“Upstairs.” He agrees, before catching Shao Fei’s hand to reel him back in, kissing him again as he pushes him towards the stairs.
They break away from each other again so they can get up the stairs safely. It wouldn’t do to finally be free and immediately have one of them need to go to the hospital. But as soon as they’re on the landing, Shao Fei is on him again. Mouthing at his neck as he pulls Tang Yi towards his room.
“E-easy.” It’s his turn to stutter as Shao Fei bites at the column of his throat. And all he gets is a low laugh in return before they’re finally back in his room.
“Finally.” Shao Fei says, as Tang Yi pushes him against the closing bedroom door, shutting it fully with a click as their combined weight falls against it.
“Finally?” He smirks, one hand going to Shao Fei’s hip while the other goes to flick the lock on the door handle.
“As if you’ve not been counting down the days.” Shao Fei snorts, before his mouth is too busy to get out any other remark about how badly Tang Yi had been pining.
Being able to kiss him now unrestrained, Tang Yi pours all of that pining into the kiss. Hand going from the door handle to hold Shao Fei’s jaw, thumb resting on his cheekbone as he moves his other hand to get underneath his lover's shirt.
The shudder that goes through him at finally being able to feel Shao Fei’s skin would be embarrassing if the man didn’t whimper in response. Sound catching just behind his teeth as Tang Yi crowds him against the door.
“Two months and twelve days since I last saw you.” He whispers as he pulls back to kiss Shao Fei’s jaw. “Three years and twenty two days since I last kissed you.” The pulse point under his jaw. “Three years and twenty three days since I last fucked you.” His neck.
“Then let’s not wait any longer hm?” Shao Fei kisses the top of his head and he melts, pressing his lips against his neck as he stays there. Breathing him in, feeling the reassuring weight of his hands on his shoulders. Finally able to smell the mixture of hours old drug-store cologne and sweat that hadn’t changed since he’d been gone.
“I missed you.” He can’t seem to move from where he’s resting in the crook of Shao Fei’s neck. Even more so when all Shao Fei does is move his hands from his shoulders to wrap around him. One around his waist, and the other to come up and cradle the back of his head.
This was one of the things Tang Yi had missed most. Being held.
“I missed you too sweetheart.”
Oh. Sweetheart was new.
“Sweetheart?” He finally moves his head from Shao Fei’s neck, but not far, just enough so he can see Shao Fei’s face. And the sight almost has him going back to burrowing into his lover’s shoulder.
Shao Fei looks completely content. Eyes half lidded as he smiles gently at him. Flush high on his cheeks. He’s serious, completely so. And the sweetness of it all makes him want to hide.
Before Shao Fei, he wasn’t used to affection or love in his relationships. They were for fun and to have a release somewhere. Nothing involved feelings. Nothing involved the level of love and devotion that he and Shao Fei held for each other.
He had only just started getting used to those things when he had been imprisoned. And now, after so many years of only getting it in letters and brief visits where they could do nothing but talk, it overwhelmed him again like it had done once he’d accepted his own feelings.
“Hm.” Shao Fei strokes the back of his head. Fingers running through his hair carefully. “My sweetheart.”
“Ah-Fei…”
“Or should I call you baby?” Shao Fei teases when Tang Yi can’t seem to finish his sentence. Eyes sparkling, giving him a breather. Because he knew all of Tang Yi like the back of his hand. Knew how much this was all overwhelming him. “Honey maybe? Angel? Darling? Sugar-”
Tang Yi kisses him to shut him up. Although they’re both smiling too wide for it to really be anything as they’re both laughing at the tease.
He’d never say it, but Shao Fei could call him anything he fucking wanted as long as they were never apart again.
“Come on, baby.” He teases right back as he moves his arms to wrap around Shao Fei’s waist, spinning them around so he can start walking them to the bed.
“You know, I don’t mind baby.” Shao Fei muses before his face lights up. Almost teasing again. “Or honey. Or darling. Hey, try calling me something.”
“I’ll call you something in a minute.” Tang Yi rolls his eyes before dropping him unceremoniously onto the bed. He waits a few moments while Shao Fei fully gets himself onto the bed, messing the covers up as he pleases.
“You can call me anything, I don’t mind.” Shao Fei flashes him a sunny smile and all Tang Yi can do is huff before he starts undressing himself. His shoes and jacket were downstairs, so he starts with his belt-
“Wait wait wait!” Immediately, Shao Fei is up on his knees, moving with such speed he almost falls off the bed, and Tang Yi is quick to steady him. “You think you’re allowed to undress yourself the first time I have you back?” Shao Fei asks simply, sunny smile still gracing his features as he lets Tang Yi steady him. “Nu-uh."
“Oh really?” He raises an eyebrow.
“Hm.” Shao Fei nods firmly before reaching out for his belt. And how could Tang Yi deny such a request, especially seeing as though he had the same. So he simply reaches out to rest his hands on his lover's shoulders. Entertaining himself by kneading gently at the muscle there. He’d been right before, Shao Fei had gained some width.
His belt clatters to the floor easily, and he goes back to steadying Shao Fei as the other rises on his knees to start undoing his shirt buttons. But not before he kisses him again. Kisses slow but still desperate as he licks into Tang Yi’s mouth. Pulling at his bottom lip with his teeth every time they have to break for air as they go and back and forth
Truthfully, Tang Yi had been half hard since he’d locked the bedroom door. Just knowing what they were about to do after so long had been enough for that. But now with Shao Fei kissing him so thoroughly and his fingers clumsy at his shirt buttons, he’s fully hard before he knows it. Too focused on the breathy little gasps coming from Shao Fei every time they part, only to dive back into one another. Taking their time as they map out each other's mouths once more.
“Here-” He starts to try and help unbutton his shirt when he feels Shao Fei get stuck on the third button, only to have his hand slapped away and his bottom lip bitten in retaliation. And he can’t help but snort at the pettiness. “Fine then.”
So he moves his hands down to Shao Fei’s shirt blindly, feeling across his chest to the buttons that he starts undoing as soon as his fingers brush across them. And with them both undressing the other, the kisses only get messier and quicker as the tension rises.
They both groan when Shao Fei finally unbuttons Tang Yi’s shirt fully, letting Tang Yi shrug it off himself as Shao Fei breaks the kiss to lean down and kiss the centre of his chest. His hands go to Tang Yi’s hips, palms sliding up to his ribs to hold him there as he peppers kisses along the scarred expanse of muscle.
“Fuck.” He groans again as he runs his hands up and down Tang Yi’s sides, kissing across his chest and over a nipple. Both sensations tickling pleasantly as Tang Yi tries to finish unbuttoning the last few buttons on Shao Fei’s shirt, although it’s infinitely harder now as the man is hunched over, and he’s currently losing himself to the simple movements of his hands and mouth.
It’s so much after they’d been separated for so long. Everything feels overwhelming in a way he never wants to end, and it all only adds to how hard his dick is straining against his pants. He wanted to touch, wanted to kiss across his lover’s chest and down down down-
“You too.” He pulls Shao Fei up by the shoulder, hands going back to his shirt to try and unbutton the last few, fingers not seeming to work as his brain muddles with how much he wants to touch too until he hisses and gives us, grabbing the shirt by the two sides before yanking, buttons popping and flying off somewhere as he can finally get the fabric off of him. Tossing it over to the other side of the room.
“Oh fuck that was hot.” Is all he hears before he’s being pulled down, room blurring as he’s pulled against Shao Fei and then back against the bed so he’s leaning over him, legs weirdly hanging off of the mattress until he scrambles up, knees going to either side of Shao Fei’s hips so he can see him properly and them both be comfortable.
Now that he has Shao Fei underneath him he takes the chance to sit back and just look him over properly. He’s definitely got more definition now in his shoulders and chest, and Tang Yi reaches down to run his hands over his pecs, smiling as Shao Fei simply settles more comfortably in the bed with his head on the pillows, hands resting up against his head as he lets Tang Yi look and touch his fill.
Despite the new definition in his arms, his stomach is still soft. And that delights Tang Yi to see. Because it meant that he had actually been eating well and wasn’t living off of coffee and instant noodles like Tang Yi had feared he would do.
There’s a new scar on his right bicep near the top of his shoulder from where he’d caught a stray bullet in a shoot out he’d been involved in. That had been terrifying to hear about, especially since he’d not been able to do anything about it. Even if Shao Fei had insisted it was just a deep graze. He’d just had to wait for any news. And he takes his time now to trace his fingers around the oblong scar. It was still a bit more of a purple-ish colour since it had only been about a year since the incident. But it could have been worse, and he leans down to kiss it.
Then he moves to the long healed scar on his abdomen, kissing it just as gently as he’d done when he’d first seen it, kneeling on Shao Fei’s apartment floor when he’d been figuring out his feelings. Although that night, kissing over the scar had definitely been the push he had needed into accepting them.
From now on, he would be the one to protect Shao Fei from whatever would give him trouble. If it meant he had to reverse their roles and he started basically stalking him, then so be it. Shao Fei would never get hurt because of him again.
The scar on his arm from the cut he’d taken fighting off their kidnappers was barely there anymore, despite the fever it had caused, but he kisses there anyway too, knowing where it was without even seeing it since it was ingrained into his memory.
Then he moves bitterly to the scar he had directly caused. The long healed over bullet wound on the right side of his chest. The guilt he felt over hurting Shao Fei was something he would carry for the rest of his life. No matter how much Shao Fei begged him to let it go. How could he? When he’d so badly wounded the love of his life?
Carefully he runs his fingers over it, tracing the raised lines of it before he places a barely there kiss to it. Silently vowing to never hurt him again before he pulls away.
That’s when he notices the healing bruises on the left side of Shao Fei’s ribs that he’d been too distracted to notice and he frowns. Concern flooding through him as he looks over the deep yellow and purple marks. He knew that Shao Fei’s job was dangerous, but that didn’t mean he had to like it.
“What are these from?” He asks, running his fingers gently over the skin as Shao Fei shivers.
“Drug dealer was struggling during his arrest last week.” Shao Fei grumbles. “It’s right where your sister elbows me all the time, I was pissed.”
“I’m pissed.” He frowns, before leaning down to kiss that too.
“I know sweetheart.” Shao Fei says, finally moving his hands to cup Tang Yi’s face. “But i’m okay. It’ll take a lot more than that to do anything to me.”
“Don’t I know it.” He says, because he did, before he surges up to kiss him again. Kissing him fiercely and determinedly over and over as Shao Fei moves his hands to his sides before he starts moving them, touching Tang Yi wherever he can, fingers dancing across his back and sides and chest as their breathing grows heavier and heavier with each kiss.
Tang Yi rests his forearms either side of Shao Fei’s head, caging him in as he presses their chests together. It feels like Shao Fei’s fingers are leaving trails of flames across his skin as he touches every inch of him that he can reach. Branding him in a way he’d only be able to feel. And he loves it.
Desperation had fuelled them so far, and it seemed to only be growing further as he finally grinds down against Shao Fei, gasping as he feels how hard Shao Fei is underneath him. He’s not sure why he’s surprised. Not with the little breathy whines that keep escaping his lover's mouth every time they break apart.
“Fuck.” He groans. Thoughts moving from where they’d been focused on how good Shao Fei tasted, to his dick. “Off. Pants off.”
“I can’t unless you move sweetheart.” Shao Fei laughs, although that stutters as Tang Yi grinds down again against him, unable to stop himself as the friction sends sparks shooting up his spine. “Tang-”
“Off.” Tang Yi swings his leg over his hips so he can get up and then get off the bed, not wasting any time in getting his pants off and then his underwear. Eyes not leaving Shao Fei the entire time as kicks the material away while Shao Fei takes his own pants off too.
He’s too slow though for Tang Yi’s liking, and he reaches down to help yank them off when Shao Fei seems to get them stuck around his knees. Pants and underwear coming off in one go.
If he wasn’t hard before, he would be now as he catches sight of Shao Fei’s dick, already flushed and leaking against his stomach. His mouth waters at the sight, insides heating as he takes it all in.
Shao Fei was hard for him, spread across his bed open and willing. Eyes half closed with lust and hair already in disarray from how much he’d been shuffling about. Just as eager for this as he was. They’d both been waiting for long enough.
It’s automatic as he drops to his knees on the bed, one hand going to push Shao Fei up the covers slightly so he doesn’t have to bend over so much as the other goes to his own dick.
“Ah-Fei.” He moans as he finally gets his hand on his dick. Pre-come making the slide easier as he jacks himself lightly, just enough to take the immediate edge off as he stares at his lover. He was always a leaker, and he’s grateful for it now as there’s little resistance to his hand as his eyes close in the brief satisfaction he gets.
“Tang Yi.” Shao Fei shudders, and his eyes snap open. Going back to watch him again as he moves his hand from Shao Fei’s side to his hip, thumb going to the slight dip of his hip bone while he lets go of himself to run the hand up Shao Fei’s thigh.
He’d not imagined the bulk here either as his hands find hard muscle where there hadn’t been as much before. And he can’t wait to feel them around his waist when he finally fucks him. Or around his ears when Tang Yi can finally eat him out.
“Fuck baby. You look so good.” He mutters, running his nails back down Shao Fei’s thigh gently. Sparse hair getting caught against the wetness of his hand. And he smirks as Shao Fei’s dick twitches at the pet name. Ah, it must have gotten to him before too.
“Stop teasing.”
“I’m not teasing.” He says, before he bends down, steadying himself with his hands on Shao Fei’s thigh and hip before he can finally get his mouth on Shao Fei’s dick.
He’d be lying if he said that this was the taste he had missed the most, but it was a close thing.
Reverently, he sucks open mouthed kisses down the shaft, first one side and then the other as he acquaints himself with the taste of sweat and musk and then the bitterness of Shao Fei’s pre-come as the attention works him up further.
His moans are even sweeter than Tang Yi remembers. As is the eagerness of his grip on Tang Yi’s shoulders as he reaches down to guide him.
“You said you’re not teasing.” He complains when Tang Yi can’t help but divert his attention a little to press kisses against the inside of his thighs and hips. Skin soft under his lips in contrast to the rough of his happy trail. Something that delights him as he noses at the hair there, smell of sweat and soap and musk so much stronger here, before going back to press more kisses to Shao Fei’s dick.
“Alright baby.” He tries the pet name again, lips resting against the head of Shao Fei’s dick when he says it and he smiles as it twitches again before taking the head into his mouth.
The wordless shout that Shao Fei lets out surprises him simply because it’s so deep compared to the little whines and huffs he’d been letting out not moments before. And he’s very glad he’d made everyone leave, as he knows they’re both only going to get louder.
Lightly, he sucks on the head. Eyes rolling back as he settles into it. Smell and taste overwhelming him as the reality of what he’d dreamt of washes over him. Fuck, the amount of times he’d woken up covered in his own come because he’d dreamt of sucking Shao Fei off was embarrassing.
It wasn’t his fault, really. Shao Fei’s dick was just perfect for him to suck. It fit into his mouth and partially into his throat perfectly. Just long and thick enough to make him feel it but not enough to fully choke him. And the sounds Shao Fei made from any little touch or sensation were like music.
While they’d not had that much time between getting together and him having to go to prison, he’d made sure to map out Shao Fei’s body in detail and learn as much as he could about the other. Both in bed, and just in general. He’d wanted to know as much as he could before he’d had to go. Enough to keep him occupied.
Looking up, he swirls his tongue around, dipping the tip into Shao Fei’s piss slit slightly to watch him throw his head back, Adam's apple bobbing erratically.
"You’re on a hair trigger Ah-Fei.” He pulls off to say and Shao Fei groans.
“You see if you’re any better later.” Well, he’s not wrong. There was a reason Tang Yi wasn’t touching himself right now.
“If you come now can I still fuck you?” He asks, taking Shao Fei in hand. Mesmerized by the shiver that goes through him as he thumbs under the head.
“If you don’t fuck me tonight we’re gonna have problems.” Shao Fei bites back and Tang Yi laughs.
“And we don’t want that.” He can’t help but lean up to kiss him again quickly before letting go. “Up a bit. My back’s fucked from the shitty prison bed.”
“I’ll give you a massage later.” The lust in Shao Fei’s eyes clear a bit, giving way to concern as he does in fact shuffle even further up the bed to rest half against the headboard so Tang Yi has room to lie down properly. “This okay?”
“Hm. Can swallow you better like this anyway.” He muses as he stretches out. Hissing a little as his dick rubs against the sheets as he settles between Shao Fei’s legs.
“Ah-Yi!”
“What?” He asks innocently, before not giving Shao Fei any time to answer as he finally gets his mouth around his dick properly.
Shao Fei yells again, deep and guttural and Tang Yi hums happily and blissfully in response as he slowly starts working his mouth up and down, bobbing his head as he hollows out his cheeks as he takes Shao Fei deeper and deeper. He’s going quicker than he should, not taking his time to re-acclimate himself. But he can’t care as the feeling of Shao Fei’s dick in his mouth goes immediately to his head.
Fuck he’d missed this. Missed Shao Fei’s hands tangling in his hair and the sting whenever he pulled, the way his speech trailed off into a deep moan that only got him hotter. How he tasted, bitter and real. The weight of him on his tongue. How he can feel the veins get more prominent the closer Shao Fei gets to his release.
He’d spent over an hour blowing him once. Edging him, really. As he’d traced those veins with his tongue and then his teeth over and over again as Shao Fei swore him blind until he’d gotten so worked up he’d taken over, fucking Tang Yi’s mouth until he’d pulled out and come all over his face. Looking so satisfied and smug that Tang Yi had come on the spot untouched.
“Ah-Yi.” He croons, and Tang Yi let’s himself be guided as Shao Fei can’t seem to help but pull him closer. Hips twitching underneath his hands as Tang Yi steadies himself. Letting Shao Fei get lost to the sensations as he focuses on what’s in front of him whilst also trying not to choke the closer and closer Shao Fei pulls him.
He won’t though. Because he’s fucking good at this. He hadn’t lost his touch. And he knows that Shao Fei is doing his best to keep himself somewhat controlled. Even as he pulled and tugged at his hair. Tangling it and untangling over and over again.
“Sweetheart.” He groans when Tang Yi finally swallows him down. Nose buried in his pubes as he worked his throat. Tongue languid on the underside of his dick as Shao Fei whines, pre-come coating his mouth as Tang Yi hums around him. Pulling up every now and then to suck, bobbing his head up and down slowly, because he can’t help himself, wanting to hear more of Shao Fei’s little gasps with every movement, wanting to taste him more with every suck, before he eventually takes Shao Fei to the root proper. Settling there as they both get used to the sensation.
It’s so hard not to rock against the sheets. Not to get some relief as Shao Fei quickly loses it underneath him. Especially when he finally gets comfortable, throat opening fully as he steadies his breathing, and he taps Shao Fei’s hip to let him know that he can finally move his hips.
And fuck, he almost goes boneless as the hands tangling in his hair suddenly grab with purpose. Yanking him down as his hips go up. Once, and then twice. Clearly making sure that Tang Yi really is ready and he’s not pushing himself.
Opening his eyes, (when had he closed them?) Tang Yi looks up to him, nodding as best he can with his mouth full. He was ready for this. Had been waiting for it. And that’s all the confirmation Shao Fei needs before he starts fucking his mouth.
It’s gentle at first. Shallow stuttered thrusts as Tang Yi settles into it. Leaning on his elbows that he puts either side of his lover's hips to let Shao Fei have all the space he needed to move, to be able to fuck his mouth properly.
Those thrusts get quicker though and deeper as Shao Fei finds his rhythm and realises that Tang Yi can take it. That he wasn’t pushing himself a little too quickly like he had been before. Something Tang Yi would obsess over later, just knowing how well Shao Fei knew him. And Tang Yi groans as the hands in his hair then tighten with purpose and direction as he holds Tang Yi in place while he moves his hips.
“Fuck sweetheart.” Shao Fei groans. “You’re still so good at this.”
Tang Yi tries to hum at the compliment, sound not coming out although the vibration must do something to Shao Fei as he shudders, curling up from against the headboard as he moans, already sounding so incredibly wrecked. Just from this.
So he hums again, eyes rolling to the back of his head as it gets Shao Fei to thrust particularly deeply.
“‘M- fuck ‘m gonna come. Want me to pull out?”
Fuck no.
He shifts his hands underneath Shao Fei to grab his ass, pulling him closer, taking him as deep as he can and holding him there. Ignoring Shao Fei as he snickers.
“Alright sw-sweetheart.” He stutters as Tang Yi redoubles his efforts. Pulling up slightly so that he can hum properly, tongue working over the shaft again as he bobs his head. Adding the mess of his spit and pre-come that already coated his chin and Shao Fei’s hips as he got sloppy. Movements speeding up before Shao Fei grabs onto his hair again from where his grip had gone slack, movements purposeful as he starts thrusting again, keeping Tang Yi in place as he starts fucking his throat.
“Oh fuck Ah-Yi.” He curls up again, movements of his hips getting more erratic as he chases his release and Tang Yi gets lost in the movement before he’s choking, and then pulling off slightly so Shao Fei can come in his mouth as he shouts.
He can’t swallow it all, especially after he’d just choked. But he tries to swallow as much of it as he can as the bitter taste and scent floods his mouth and throat. Excess spilling out of the sides of his mouth as he sucks Shao Fei through it. Chasing the taste as Shao Fei’s dick jerks in his mouth, unable to help himself as he pulls off when Shao Fei finishes, lapping at his dick and balls to get everything he can before Shao Fei pushes him away by the side of the head. Laughing breathlessly.
“Gimmie a minute.” He sighs, and Tang Yi drops his head down to his thigh. Settling there as he watches the rapid rise and fall of Shao Fei’s chest as he comes down. And Tang Yi takes his time getting his breath back too. Slight burn in his throat warming him from the inside out. Fuck, he’d missed this. Missed Shao Fei.
And he uses those feelings and thoughts to distract himself from how hard he was. How close he was already to coming. Dick not even pressed against the bed anymore as he’d twisted himself slightly, just so that wouldn’t happen. If he was going to come, it was going to be inside of Shao Fei. Not against the sheets.
“You’re a mess.” Shao Fei says, and Tang Yi smirks as Shao Fei reaches down to wipe a thumb across his mouth. Gathering up some of his come before he brings it to his own mouth, movement whiting Tang Yi’s brain out as he sucks his come from his fingers. And that breaks his resolve completely.
Surging up, he almost slips and crushes Shao Fei underneath him in his need to kiss him. Although he’s not able to do more than mouth desperately at his lower lip and jaw as he struggles trying to get his clumsy hands to pull Shao Feis’ legs apart and then up. Limbs almost like jelly from how horny he is.
“You’re so- you’re so fucking hot baby.” He moans when he finally gets Shao Fei’s legs over his shoulders as he yanks him down the bed so he’s lying down flat. Unable to stop the deep rumble that comes from his chest in another moan as he presses his dick against Shao Fei’s ass.
“Kiss me.” Shao Fei demands, and how can he say no to that as he crushes their mouths back together again. Hips kicking against the swell of his ass, wetness from the mix of Shao Fei’s come dribbling from his hips and Tang Yi’s own pre-come making the slide easy and fucking messy. Unable to stop himself as he groans into the kiss. Grinding against Shao Fei as he moans into his mouth. He can’t stop gripping at the muscle in Shao Fei’s thighs. Tightness and strength he feels there only getting him hotter as he kneads at the muscle.
“Fuck.” He hisses when they have to break away for breath, head dropping as he tries to get his breath back. Trying to stop grinding against Shao Fei’s ass so he can focus on getting them further than just that. Because he was close to coming still, and he couldn’t lose himself like this if he wanted to fuck his boyfriend.
“Stuff’s in the bottom drawer.” Shao Fei pants as he drops his head back against the bed to breathe, and Tang Yi sits back on his heels, putting Shao Fei’s legs down gently, to get everything before the sight of the bedside table stops him. Breaks through the lust fogging his brain as he focuses on the sight before him.
It’s covered in Shao Fei’s things. The alarm clock is completely different. And there’s three different manga titles stacked haphazardly next to a completely empty water bottle, with a half filled water bottle on top of them.
Reaching forward, he opens the top drawer. There’s a handgun that he’s unfamiliar with there, sitting alongside a pair of brass knuckles he’s intimately familiar with. As well as a few bullet magazines too. The next drawer down has more manga as well as some bottles of vitamins. Plus some empty sweet wrappers and some bandages.
“Have you been sleeping here?” He asks quietly, looking back down at Shao Fei who simply smiles and nods.
“Of course. You helped me move in. Don’t tell me you don’t remember.”
“No I mean.” He swallows. “You’ve been sleeping in my bed. Using my room. I thought we put all of your stuff in the guest room.”
The flush already on Shao Fei’s face only gets deeper as he breaks eye contact, smile turning small and bashful as he looks over to the side.
“Well. I missed you.”
“Ah-Fei.” He chokes, leaning back down to kiss him senseless. “I love you.” He says in between kisses. Movements getting sloppier as the overwhelming urge to cry overtakes him. He had missed him so much. He loved him so much. And clearly he was loved back just as much. As if he didn’t already have enough proof. “I love you. I love you. I love you.”
“Come here.” Shao Fei says in between kisses, and then he’s being pulled against his chest until he settles there. Lying in between Shao Fei’s legs as Shao Fei holds him tightly. “I love you.”
It’s gross, they’re sticky and sweaty and still covered in come. But there’s nowhere he’d rather be as Shao Fei holds him, and he reaches up to cup Shao Fei’s face in his hands, letting him take his full weight on him. Trusts him. As he kisses him and kisses him and kisses him.
“If you ever leave me again i’ll fight you.” Shao Fei says when they break away, foreheads resting against each other as they share each other's breath.”I’ll hunt you down.”
“If I ever leave you again it won’t be my own choice.”
“That’s where you’re supposed to say you’ll never leave me again.” Shao Fei laughs, and he can’t help but laugh too despite the overwhelmed tears in his eyes that are threatening to spill over.
“I’ll never leave you again.” He corrects himself and Shao Fei nods before kissing him again.
“Now come on. Fuck me.” Shao Fei says when they break away, and Tang Yi is surprised to find that he’s half hard again when Shao Fei rolls his hips up. Gasp getting caught in his throat.
“You’re ready again?” He asks in awe and Shao Fei shrugs.
“What can I say? I like my men emotionally available.”
“Then why did you fall in love with me?”
“You’re a lot more transparent than you think you are sweetheart.” Shao Fei pushes him by the shoulders. “Now fuck me.”
“Alright alright, bossy.” He shakes his head slightly and Shao Fei just wiggles his hips. Letting go of his face to wipe against the sheet before shuffling backwards so he can reach the bottom drawer of the bedside table.
There’s an already opened bottle of lube in there that he grabs. Ignoring the box of tissues that are in there too, seeing as though the sheets were already messy and would need changing anyway. And he shuffles back a bit. Shutting the drawer as he focuses back on Shao Fei.
“Legs up.” He pats Shao Fei’s thigh as he immediately bends them. “You want them on my shoulders, or leave them bent for now.”
“Leave ‘em like this for now.” Shao Fei simply opens them wider with a smirk, although Tang Yi only catches the end of it as his gaze is drawn to Shao Fei’s dick which is almost fully hard again, and then his ass before he pulls his eyes up.
“Pillow.” He holds his hand out, letting Shao Fei pick one to throw at him. Letting it hit him with a fake ‘ooft’ just to hear Shao Fei laugh, before he picks his hips up to shove the pillow underneath. Lowering him back down gently so Shao Fei can get comfortable before he reaches for the lube.
Shao Fei looks stunning underneath him. Legs open wide with his hole on show as he presents himself. A sheen of drying sweat covering his body as his own come dries against his stomach and thighs.
Tang Yi wants to devour him.
So he grabs the lube, uncapping it to drizzle some over his fingers before he shuffles forward. ‘Clean’ hand going to hold Shao Fei’s thigh as he gently presses the tip of his first finger against Shao Fei’s waiting hole.
“Oh.” Shao Fei gasps, back arching off the bed slightly at the feeling. “Oh FUCK!”
“You that desperate for it baby?” He asks, trying to keep the tremble out of his voice from how fucking hot that was.
“Shut up. I’ve missed you touching me.”
“I’ve been touching you.”
“Not here.” Shao Fei whines, and then presses his hips down.
“Alright alright.” Tang Yi chuckles, and then gives him what he wants.
The tip of his finger slips in easily, and he slides the rest of it up to the second knuckle with little resistance as Shao Fei practically melts into the bed, and with the visible comfort, he starts to slowly thrust it in and out as Shao Fei tenses at the movement and then immediately relaxes again. Thighs twitching in a way Tang Yi could only oddly describe as adorable.
“More.” Shao Fei demands, own hand reaching down to bat uselessly at Tang Yi’s arm. “Please, I can take more.”
“Already baby?” He teases, because from seeing how easily he took the first finger, Tang Yi can tell. And it sends a thrill down his spine knowing how often Shao Fei must have been doing this to himself while waiting for him, given how he used to take a lot longer to get prepped before.
“Don’t make me beg.” He whines, And Tang Yi can’t help but chuckle as he pulls his finger out slowly, picking up the lube again to coat his second finger before pressing both fingers against Shao Fei’s fluttering hole.
“You’re already doing it.” He smirks, before he pushes both fingers in to the first knuckle and Shao Fei moans, back arching again as Tang Yi continues to slide his fingers in, unable to chose to look between the pleasure on Shao Fei’s face and where his fingers were in his ass.
“Fuck, how do your fingers feel so much better than mine?” Shao Fei pants, and the pride that floods through Tang Yi at the comment embarrasses him a little. Because how was he jealous of his own boyfriend getting himself off enough to be proud of that?
“You can have this now whenever you want.” He promises. And then he starts to slide them in deeper. “Whenever you need.”
“Fuck Ah-Yi.” Shao Fei shoves his hips down and moans again as Tang Yi’s fingers bottom out, hips bucking against them as one of his legs kicks out.
“So desperate for it baby.” Tang Yi takes the push to start thrusting his fingers in and out, slower than he knows that Shao Fei would like given how quick his hips are moving, and he reaches out to anchor Shao Fei’s hip still so he can finger him in the way he wants. “Stop moving, or I can’t give you what you need.”
“I need you to fuck me.”
“And that’s what i’m doing.” He huffs. “Now stay still.”
Shao Fei to his credit does, although he makes a point of looking up, reaching out to get Tang Yi’s attention to see him pouting, and all Tang Yi can do is smile, shaking his head at him before he leans down to kiss his inner thigh, pulling his fingers out slightly before pushing them back in, strokes getting longer each time and then quicker until Shao Fei is back to panting and writhing. Moans sweet and stuttered with everything thrust.
Tang Yi gets lost in watching his fingers thrust in and out of his lovers hole, pre-come drying on his inner thighs in trails in contrast to the wetness of the lube on his ass. Noises from the movement and how hard he’s breathing obscene. Paired with Shao Fei’s moans, it’s better than anything he could ever dream of.
“Fuck Tang Yi.” Shao Fei yelps when he abruptly crooks his fingers, wanting to find his prostate. Although he almost gets caught in how the movement catches on Shao Fei’s rim. And he’d reach down and lick along the tightness there if they’d used a less gross tasting lube. “Sweetheart-” He breaks off again with another yelp when Tang Yi presses deeper, fingers crooked, and hits the spot dead on.
It had been pure luck in finding it so quickly, Tang Yi was ready to admit that, but as Shao Fei groans, he immediately presses his finger there again, massaging at the spot at Shao Fei’s hips straight against his other hand as he writhes against him, hips pushing down desperately as Tang Yi keeps circling his fingers.
Tang Yi is so focused on Shao Fei and how he sounds and looks and feels that it takes Shao Fei kicking his other leg out, brushing against Tang Yi’s dick with his heel as he gets tangled up in his haze, for Tang Yi’s own desperation and need to come back to him.
It hits him full force, he’s leaking all over himself, and he groans as the heat in his gut surges up to his chest. He needed to fuck him, have the sensation of shao Fei squeezing around him, feel his heat, so he pulls his fingers out, pressing a third against the other two before he pushes them back in, needing Shao Fei ready. And they practically moan in harmony as Shao Fei’s hands twist in the sheets. Legs coming up to hook around the back of Tang Yi’s thighs as his hips don’t stop moving.
“Please, please please-” He whines, and Tang Yi starts again, moving his fingers in and out as he takes his hand off of Shao Fei’s hip to touch himself, squeezing at the base of his dick to stop himself from coming to soon, just from the sight of his three fingers thrusting into Shao Fei. There had been resistance, but not enough to stop, to stop Shao Fei from thrusting down against him, or to stop him from speeding up.
Fuck, he’s not sure how he hadn’t came yet just from watching this. But as he drags his gaze up from Shao Fei’s ass to his dick, he almost does as he sees that Shao Fei is fully hard again already.
“You’re hard again?” His voice is shaking as he asks, and all Shao Fei does is nod, movements almost erratic as he continues to whine.
“Fuck me, please. I need it. I need you. Sweetheart please-”
“Alright.” He pulls his fingers out, reaching out blindly for the lube again as he shifts forward, wiping the lube on his fingers already over his dick before he finds the lube to add more. “Fuck baby.” He can’t help but moan again as Shao Fei’s legs fall open, still hooked around the back of his thighs as he pulls Tang Yi closer with them.
Shao Fei reaches up to grip his shoulders, and Tang Yi lets himself be pulled down. Supporting himself on his free hand as he blindly guides the head of his dick into Shao Fei’s ass.
They both shudder when he feels himself slide in, and he stills as Shao Fei does, both getting used to the feeling. It’s almost too much, it almost takes him over. Vision getting hazy as the feeling he’d been dreaming of finally becomes a reality again.
“I missed you. Fuck I missed you so much.” Shao Fei gasps, and Tang Yi’s arm gives out from underneath him and he crashes on top of him, sliding even further into Shao Fei as the momentum pushes him forward. Getting them both to moan as Shao Fei pulls him then even closer, movements quick despite how careful Tang Yi had wanted to be until he’s bottomed out. Hips flush against Shao Fei’s ass as he tries not to come immediately at the sensation.
“Fuck I missed you.” It’s all too much, the feeling of Shao Fei tight and wet and hot around him, arms tight around his back, holding him close as he keeps him caged on top of him. Moans and breath loud in Tang Yi’s ear as he mutters incoherently, but something Tang Yi is pretty sure is his name over and over as he holds on.
The tears are a surprise, although they shouldn’t be given how close he had been before. But they grace his cheeks before falling onto Shao Fei’s neck before he buries his face there.
He’d missed this. Missed Shao Fei. And now they were finally back together again like this, close as anybody would ever get. Settled inside his lover, after dreaming about it for so long. Dreaming of him. He had missed him like he’d missed a limb.
It was as if he had been living with his heart held in Shao Fei’s hands, the other man keeping it for safekeeping when they had been apart and now, Shao Fei was finally giving it back to him. Or more, putting it back in its rightful place, while still keeping tight hold. As he was doing with Shao Fei’s own heart.
“Sweetheart.” Shao Fei holds onto him tighter. “It’s okay. We’re together now. It’s fine.”
“I missed you so fucking much.” Tang Yi can barely get it out as he carries on crying, skin wet underneath his cheek. “You’re real, you’re actually here.”
“I’m here.” He feels Shao Fei kiss the top of his head. “You’re never leaving my sight again.”
“Fuck i’m-”
“If you dare apologize i’m going to get up right now.” Shao Fei stops him. Both with his words and a hand on the back of his head to keep Tang Yi in the crook of his neck. “And I don’t think either of us wants that.”
“No.” Tang Yi sniffles, because even though he’s crying he’s still hard, and he can feel how hard Shao Fei is still too. “It’s weird though.”
“Totally weird.” Shao Fei agrees, and then they’re both snorting and Shao Fei is letting go of his head, hands going to cup his face to bring him in for a kiss.
Tang Yi is still crying, now he’s started he can’t seem to stop since he’s so overwhelmed, but Shao Fei just keeps wiping them away with his thumbs as they kiss. Holding his face before he carefully starts to grind down on Tang Yi’s dick.
“O-oh.” Tang Yi gasps into Shao Fei’s mouth at the movement. Own hips grinding up against Shao Fei’s ass in automatic response. Groan coming from deep in his chest as Shao Fei squeezes around him.
“Like I said.” Shao Fei moves his head so he can reach Tang Yi’s ear to speak against it. “I like my men emotionally available.”
“Alright fuck you.” Tang Yi laughs again, shivering as Shao Fei nips at his ear. He moves his hands from where they’d just been resting against Shao Fei’s chest underneath him to lift himself up, shifting a little to get Shao Fei to whine at the friction against his dick before he shifts backwards a little so he can get his knees underneath him again. Hovering over Shao Fei now as Shao Fei brings his hands from around Tang Yi’s back to his shoulders.
He takes in the sight of Shao Fei underneath him again. His hands are wet with Tang Yi’s tears but he doesn’t care, simply running his thumbs against the juncture between his neck and shoulder. Eyes still full of lust and love as he stares right back. Smiling languidly.
Tang Yi leans down to kiss him again, closed mouth before he moves to his neck. And as he opens his mouth to bite down on the tender skin there to mark Shao Fei, to physically show the world how much this man meant to him, how shao Fei was his, he thrust forward from where he’d shifted back a little.
The joint sensations have Shao Fei keening, arching up into the pain and pleasure as Tang Yi starts thrusting, timing off with how he’s sucking and biting marks into his neck. Knowing that Shao Fei can take the pain as he worked on leaving bruises.
“Ah-Yi!” He moans. Words trailing off into nonsense again as Tang Yi continues to thrust, chasing the sounds and how Shao Fei arches into him as he gets off. Having Shao Fei like this for him fueling him as the overwhelmed feeling from before transforms into pure desire as Shao Fei clings to him.
He gets lost in it. Movements sloppy and off rhythm as he mouths at Shao Fei’s neck, fucking him into the mattress as he moans, sweat dripping off of him as he chases his pleasure. Shao Fei whining and writhing underneath him. He was probably going to leave his own marks on Tang Yi’s shoulders with how hold he was holding in, head thrown back ini invitation as he clung to Tang Yi, legs wrapping around his hips as he tried to get as close as he could.
“Fuck Tang Yi. I’ve been- i’ve been dreaming of this.” He manages to get out. And Tang Yi has to kiss him. Mouth swollen and probably red enough to match Shao Fei’s neck as he reshifts his knees so he can get better leverage to fuck him while he’s kissing him. Hands going from holding himself up to wrapping around Shao Fei, bringing his hips up to get better access as he bites his bottom lip. Kissing the side of his mouth as Shao Fei can’t seem to anything but pant open mouthed into the air.
“You gonna come again for me?” Tang Yi asks on a particularly sharp thrust that has Shao Fei moving his hands from his shoulders to his back, blunt nails digging into his shoulder blades as he hung on. Litany of ‘please oh fuck please’ ringing in Tang Yi’s ear as he scrabbled against his back. “Can you do that for me baby?”
“Wanna- wanna come with you.”
“Okay.” And if he wasn’t already close, that would bring him to it as he fucks into him again. He’s thankful that he had kept up his strength training in prison as he’s able to move a hand to Shao Fei’s dick while still holding him up, although his movements get sloppier as he tries to fuck him while also jack him off. Brain a little too fuzzy to do both in any way that’s coherent as all he can focus on is getting himself and Shao Fei off.
Shao Fei’s dick is hot in his hand, straining against his fingers as he strokes the shaft, fast and messy to match his thrusts.
“I love you.” Shao Fei is bucking back against the movements, words more a moan than anything else. And it’s those words that have Tang Yi coming, spilling into Shao Fei with a cry as Shao Fei comes all over his hand.
His vision whites out as heat runs through him, hips tight against Shao Fei’s ass as he comes. The sheer amount of it filling him and then spilling out the sides as Shao Fei hangs on. Coming for what seems like an eternity as they cling together.
The aftershocks shudder through him in small waves as he slowly starts to come down, barely regaining some of his thoughts as the pleasure of being inside of Shao Fei turns into something tortuous. He wants to stay inside him, to keep him there for a while, but as his dick twitches at the thought, the oversensitivity wins out, and he slowly pulls out.
He stays flopped on Shao Fei’s chest though from where he had apparently slumped, even as Shao Fei moves him and angles him so he’s not being completely crushed.
“Hm.” He hums, nuzzling into Shao Fei’s neck as he comes down. Limbs heavy now as him and Shao Fei get their breath back together. Baking in each other's presence.
When he feels like he can sort of move again, all he does is reach up to run his fingers through Shao Fei’s hair. Getting them tangled in the sweaty strands as he messes with them. Face still smushed against Shao Fei as Shao Fei simply moves his head into the petting. Even as he immediately starts to complain.
“You’re getting come in my hair.”
“You’re not doing anything to stop me.”
“I went into this knowing i’d need another shower.” He huffs out a laugh and Tang Yi places a kiss to his neck.
“You go put the shower on and i’ll strip the bed?”
“Sheets and stuff are exactly where they’ve always been.”
“Alright.” Carefully he untangles his fingers and gets up. Wincing at the sound of them unsticking from each other before he rolls off the bed. Because if he didn’t get up straight away, he never would. “Come on.” Once he’s up and has his feet under him, he reaches forward to pat Shao Fei’s chest gently.
“Urg.” Shao Fei groans, but he rolls to the other side of the bed, taking the quilt and pillow that was still sort of under his hip with him, dumping them in a pile next to the bed as Tang Yi grabs the other two pillows to take the covers off of. “We can wash everything tomorrow.”
Tang Yi nods, reaching to tug the sheet free. Balling it up to throw it onto the pile too as Shao Fei goes into the ensuite bathroom. And while he knew they were washing everything tomorrow, he still takes the quilt cover off the dirty quilt before dumping them back in the pile that he kicks towards the door. The pillow and quilt would have to be washed separately of course. Maybe by hand if he didn’t want to ruin the quilt.
That thought causes him to pause on the way to the linen cupboard in the hall, finger on the lock of the door. He can’t believe he was thinking this way already, and he definitely can’t believe how much he was enjoying how mundane of a series of thoughts it was.
Shaking his head at himself, he unlocks the bedroom door, kicking the sheet away from it as he opens it before he goes to the linen cupboard to get new bedding.
Remaking the bed is another routine that he had no idea he had missed. And he takes so long with it that by the time he gets into the bathroom, Shao Fei is already rinsing the shampoo out of his hair.
“Took your time.” Shao Fei says when he climbs into the shower, face towards the spray although he leans back out of it to speak, and Tang Yi reaches out to hold onto him by the shoulders. Kissing the nape of his neck as he steps closer. Shower steam already warming him up from where he’d cooled off going back and forth.
“It’s weird. I missed making the bed.”
“Well you can do it from now on.” Shao Fei laughs, turning around to link his hands behind Tang Yi’s neck, pulling him under the spray too.
The warmth of the water is bliss, especially on his face as it washes the tear tracks away, and he dips his head forward to let the water wash through his hair too.
If the water was bliss, then Shao Fei’s careful hands running over him are divine as washes him. And all Tang Yi can do is hold on to his shoulders, as when he tries to return the favor, Shao Fei just gently slaps his hands away.
“Let me take care of you.” Shao Fei mutters, and Tang Yi can barely hear him over the spray as he reaches up to wash his hair.
He must frown, or Shao Fei truly must know him that well, because he carries on. “You can do this next time. Or wait no, I want this in a bath so we soak together for ages.”
“I can do that.” He says, even as water gets into his mouth and Shao Fei laughs as his words garble a bit.
“Alright.” They’re quiet then, as Shao Fei finishes washing his hair and then goes to finish washing himself as Tang Yi does the same. Happy to share the small space as they take turns under the spray until they’re both done.
He turns the shower off when Shao Fei gets out, taking the towel he holds out to him to run over his hair before he wraps it around himself. Revelling in how fluffy the towel is, another luxury he’d not realized he’d missed while in prison.
“Can I dry your hair?” He asks when Shao Fei stops rubbing at his hair with the second towel he’d grabbed, and his answering smile is blinding despite the low bathroom light.
“I’ll go get the dryer. All your pyjamas and stuff are exactly where you left them.”
“And how would you know that?”
“Cause I put mine in there too, duh.” Shao Fei drops his towels on the floor, going back out to the bedroom and Tang Yi can’t even grumble about it as he picks them up, tossing them onto the growing pile by the door as he throws his own towel there too before going over to his wardrobe.
If he hadn’t cried before, he would as soon as he opens the doors as he sees Shao Fei’s clothes mixed in with his. How the different colors clash, and how different their styles are. There are beat up sneakers next to his designer boots. And years old shirts next to his crisp and still perfectly starched ones.
He loves it. Seeing their things mixed together so easily, how well loved everything is, how much like home it feels. It’s overwhelming how comforting it is. He was home, home that was already his and Shao Fei’s. A space they already shared without him knowing. But it’s a wonderful not knowing. Which isn’t something he’s used to, but is ready to do so.
Opening his drawers, he pauses again seeing the mixture of pyjamas and apparently work out gear given Shao Fei didn’t seem to see a need to differentiate between them and smiles again, this is the most he’d smiled in years and he’d only been back for a few hours.
So he digs through everything and gets out a pair of sweatpants that he tugs on, pulling out another pair for Shao Fei that he throws at him as he comes back into the room. Thumb quick on the lock like Tang Yi’s had been before in a move that proves how similar they both are despite how different they came across.
Taking the hairdryer off of him, he goes to plug it in in the outlet next to the bed as Shao Fei puts the sweatpants on. And once he’s done he shuffles back, crossing his legs to make room as Shao Fei plops himself in front of him.
“Are you hurting anywhere?” He asks before he turns the hair dryer on, running his fingers through Shao Fei’s hair to settle it properly and get all of the knots out.
“No.” Shao Fei leans back, resting his head on Tang Yi’s shoulder to look at him. Smile turning into a smirk. “I mean, i’m a little sore but it’s a good sore.”
“You’re insufferable.” Tang Yi kisses the bridge of his nose as Shao Fei grins.
“Hm. And you love me.”
“I do.” He agrees, because he did. Before he actually switches the hair dryer on and tilts Shao Fei’s head back up so he can dry his hair properly. Secretly, he hoped Shao Fei would keep growing his hair, because it was lovely like this. Even if it meant that his usual adorable cowslick was less noticeable. Because he looks wonderful with the soft curls as they frame his face and highlight his ears (he’d always been enamoured with how they stuck out). And they feel as soft as they look.
“I love you too.” Shao Fei says as soon as he switches the dryer off. Turning around in his lap as he takes it from his hand. He leans forward to kiss him quickly before he turns it back on, and Tang Yi drops his head so Shao Fei can reach as he goes to dry his hair too.
Having Shao Fei in his lap, no matter how awkwardly his knees are digging into Tang Yi’s own, is something he vows to experience every day as he sits and lets his head be pushed back and forth as Shao Fei has his way with his hair. Just happy to be under his hands and still have his undivided attention. Although he knows that Shao Fei would smack him for thinking there would be a possibility for anything else but that happening. Especially on his first night home.
His hair must look stupid when Shao Fei finally finishes, if how mischievous his smile is is anything to go by, but Tang Yi can’t care. He just takes the dryer from Shao Fei to unplug it and get up to put it on his desk out of the way before he climbs back into bed where Shao Fei had already wiggled under the covers.
They fall back to their ‘usual’ sides of the bed, and Tang Yi gets comfortable easily. Now that he can appreciate how good his mattress is properly, he practically melts into it as his head hits the pillow.
“Cute.” Shao Fei coo’s and he reaches out to smack him, although it’s mostly just him shoving his hand into Shao Fei’s face before reaching down to pull him closer by his hip, pushing his leg forward to tangle with Shao Fei’s as Shao Fei tugs the covers to settle properly around them both.
“Shut up.” He smiles, and Shao Fei shuffles forward, reaching out to run his hand down Tang Yi’s side to rest on his hip, squeezing lightly before he leaves it there. Thumb rubbing over the skin slowly.
“I can’t believe you’re here.” He sighs, and Tang Yi understands. Because he felt the exact same way, although he knows Shao Fei understands that as well.
“I am.” He cups Shao Fei’s face in his hands, holding him carefully before he kisses him.
He kisses him slowly in contrast to how quick and desperate they’d been before. Steady, but just as deep. Careful this time not to bash their teeth together, or miss Shao Fei’s mouth completely and get his chin like he’d done at some point on their way into the bedroom. He keeps his movements measured and sure, taking care of Shao Fei in this way at least as Shao Fei kisses him back.
Eventually they stop, but he’s not sure how long has passed. Not that it matters. Although he knows his hand that’s underneath Shao Fei’s head is going numb with pins and needles. So he moves it to rest by their chests.
”When did this happen?” He asks quietly, running his other hand down the curve of Shao Fei’s neck and then across his shoulder and down his arm. No longer being able to feel the jut of his shoulder bone that had instead given way to soft muscle.
“Well I had to put my energy somewhere since I couldn’t run around after you anymore.”
“Being a captain doesn’t keep you busy enough?”
“Paperwork doesn’t exactly burn off energy.” Shao Fei snorts.
“It suits you.” He runs his hand back up Shao Fei’s arm up to rest on his neck again. Lazily running his thumb over his jaw. “But with me back-”
“Oh i’ll forget all of that to keep running after you. Don’t think you’re off the hook now. You still need my protection.”
“I need your protection?” He raises an eyebrow as Shao Fei smiles cheekily.
“Hasn’t the entire time we’ve been together proved my point?”
And well, he’s not wrong.
“Shut up.” He says again instead of anything that means anything and Shao Fei laughs. Which is a wonderful thing to feel and see.
“I think you’d be very sad if I did.”
“I would be.”
Shao Fei leans forward to kiss him again gently before snuggling down a bit, forehead going to rest against Tang Yi’s chest. And Tang Yi settles easily into it. Hand that was resting on the mattress reaching up to tangle with Shao Fei’s as Shao Fei tucks them underneath his chin.
“I really missed you.” He mumbles and Tang Yi kisses the top of his head. Burying his nose there to stay.
“I missed you too baby.” He nuzzles against the crown of Shao Fei’s hair. Kissing there again even as Shao Fei’s hair tickles his nose. “You have no idea how much.”
“I do.” Shao Fei looks up at him, almost knocking Tang Yi’s head back. Although he’s quick to pull it back in time as Shao Fei looks at him. Pulling him closer by his hip. Eyes wide and intense. Determined set to his mouth as he shakes Tang Yi a little bit. “I know better than anybody else.”
“Alright, okay. I know. Sorry. I know.” He placates him, kissing his forehead as Shao Fei grumbles under his breath, even as he leans into it before snuggling back against Tang Yi’s chest.
“You better be. It was just as hard for me, missing you. I fell-”
“You fell for me first.” Tang Yi runs his fingers through Shao Fei’s hair gently. Heart kicking up slightly like it always did when Shao Fei was so insistent about his own feelings towards him. “You made that very clear.”
“Shut up."
“That’s my line.” He jokes and Shao Fei snorts. Ducking back down to kiss his chest once, then twice, before he wraps his arm around Tang Yi’s waist properly, fingers running over the invisible lines he’d left there as he pulls him closer. Prompting Tang Yi to wrap his own arm around Shao Fei, making sure not to crush their joined hands even as he shuffles closer.
“I want you to cook breakfast tomorrow.” Shao Fei yawns, and Tang Yi nods as best he can with how Shao Fei is burrowing into his chest still.
“As long as you help me clean everything up.”
“Obviously.”
“I love you.” He rubs his chin against the top of Shao Fei’s head. Noting how hard shao Fei was still clinging to him.
“Love you too.”
“Go to sleep.” Tang Yi rubs his hand up and down Shao Fei’s back. “I’ll still be here when you wake up.”
“And I will be too.”
“Hm.”
He falls asleep a while after Shao Fei does, listening to his breathing eventually slow down into an even light snore. Basking in how warm and safe he feels now that he’s back home in Shao Fei’s arms. The warmth and safety paired with the even gentle snoring eventually lull him into the first restful sleep he’d had in a long time.