A/N: We make a time jump of one year. So don't be surprised. 

When Yibo stood at the front door, he had been very nervous and excited. And he still felt guilty about not being home for so long. With a trembling hand, he held the key tightly in his hand and took several deep breaths. He had longed for this day ever since he had set out to pursue his dream.

A year ago when Yibo made his first big appearance, he was praised not only by the regional media for his performance and talent, but also by the national ones. Suddenly he was known everywhere and in everyone's mouth. And his fame even reached a famous group of dancers from South Korea!

Just a week after his big performance, he received a call from the manager of this dancer group. He asked Yibo if he would be interested in accompanying the group in the second half of their world tour. Yibo was completely speechless at this offer and once again rushed to Zhan's company to tell him about it.

This had been an insanely great opportunity for Yibo and also what he had always dreamed of, but at the same time it meant that he would not be able to come home for between 4 and 6 months and thus not be able to see Zhan. And that meant that the wedding he wanted to have right away would have to wait.

Zhan and Yibo talked for days about what a great opportunity Yibo had and what the consequences would be for both of them. Zhan told him honestly, "I don't like knowing that I won't be able to see you for months. But I don't want you to miss this chance either. And in the end, it's not more than 6 months. And what are 6 months compared to the rest of our life? And it wouldn't even start for 6 months."

Yibo nodded thoughtfully. He wasn't comfortable with the thought of leaving Zhan alone for so long. And he knew he would miss Zhan a lot. Maybe even much too much to be able to stand without him even for more than a week. Still, he said, "I feel terrible and guilty thinking about leaving you here alone. But you're right, it's a great opportunity. And who knows if I'll get another chance like this. And I can pause my dance training. Which I was also told that this tour can also count as training."

They ultimately agreed that Yibo would accept the offer, and just for him, just two months later, one of the choreographers from that dance group came to Beijing and trained Yibo every day at home in Yibo's own little dance studio as soon as he got out of the dance academy. And of course, he and Zhan also took advantage of every free minute together and tried to do as much as they could together. Besides Yibo's performances in the dance theater, which he still had.

But how fast half a year can go by was shown to the two of them when the time of their temporary farewell was fast approaching. Faster than they had expected. Only one more weekend together and then they had to say goodbye to each other for the next four to six months. A tearful farewell was in store for them.

On their last evening together, the two sat in the garden and toasted to Yibo's success and the upcoming tour. Both of them smiled, but neither of them was really happy at that moment. They were already suffering from the pain of parting and longing for each other. Nevertheless, they spent a wonderful evening together before Zhan took Yibo to the airport the next morning.

After a very tearful goodbye, many hugs and secret kisses, it was time for the two to let go. Yibo had to get on the plane and fly to Seoul, where he would meet the group of dancers and start their second half of the world tour with them. And thus Yibo's great heartbreak, which seemed endless during the first few weeks.

While Yibo traveled from country to country and city to city, performing one gig after another, he didn't have much time to think. Still, every free minute of his was devoted to his fiancé, Zhan. They talked on the phone whenever possible, wrote to each other or had video chats. This lessened their longing for each other just a little bit, but it was better than nothing.

During one of the phone calls after three months that Yibo had been gone, Yibo said in a serious tone, "If I get an offer like this again, stop me from accepting it. Although I get along well with the group and it's also fun. But it's also enormously exhausting. But above all, I just miss you way too much."

More than once by then, Yibo had planned to pack his bags and fly back to Zhan. But every time he had that streak of running away and he talked to Zhan, Zhan persuaded him to hang in there and not give up. And also on this phone call, Zhan said, "Now it's been three months that you've made it and soon you'll be back here. Try to enjoy it a little more before you're back here and you'll miss life on tour."

Yibo laughed loudly and hard. "Miss it? No! I thought it would be super and all great. But now I know I probably prefer the local stages. Because at least then I'll be with you. With my family. And with my friends, too."

"Well, yeah, but now with this tour you know what you want and what you don't want."

"Mn. That's true."

"And as I said, it won't be long now. Only three months to go. You're halfway through."

Yibo sobbed. "Only three more months? It seems like infinity to me."

"Hey baby, don't cry. Try to stay brave."

"Before I met you, I probably wouldn't have cared about such a long tour. But since I've known you, I know what I have at home and that with you, it's a thousand times nicer than anything else."

"But..."

"ZhanZhan, when I get back home, we'll start planning the wedding right away yes?" That Yibo changed the subject so suddenly was a sign to Zhan that Yibo was no longer alone and did not want to whine in front of this person who came along. Because in front of others, he still liked to pretend to be an aloof strong guy, which Zhan thought was kind of cute.

"Um yeah, sure." Replied Zhan with a few seconds delay after being lost in his thoughts for a moment.

"I already have a lot of ideas, and I'm excited to see what you think of them."

"I'm eager to hear your ideas."

"And ZhanZhan?"

"Mn?"

"I love and miss you."

"Awww, I love and miss you too baby."

"I'm afraid I have to end now, as we're about to leave."

"Okay."

"ZhanZhan, don't forget to eat well and think of me."

"I always think of you my baby. You eat well too and get enough sleep."

"Mn. See you soon."

"See you soon." Replied Zhan.

There had been many phone calls like this in the past 6 months and often afterwards Yibo had just wanted to go home so he could see, hug and kiss his handsome fiancé. His lovesickness, his unbelievable longing for Zhan, was draining and painful for him. But he endured, even if only with great difficulty.

And now that the 6 months are over and Yibo was even one day earlier with his two huge suitcases in front of the front door, he was just happy to be back home. Now all he needed was for the door to open and for Zhan to be home, and everything would be perfect.

With a trembling hand, Yibo unlocked the door and the first thing he noticed was the smell of freshly baked cake. He suspected that Lana had baked the cake for his return planned for tomorrow. Then he saw that Zhan's coat and shoes were here and his heart was jumping excitedly.

Yibo left his heavy suitcases in the hallway, took off his shoes and jacket, and stormed through the house looking for Zhan. From the kitchen to the living room, and from the living room to the office, and finally to the bedroom, where he actually found Zhan just as he was putting on clean socks and still had wet hair from the shower.

Immediately Yibo rushed towards Zhan and jumped into his arms. They kissed each other stormily. Laughing, Yibo let Zhan plaster his face with kisses and kept cheering, "Finally, I'm home. I finally have you back."

After a few minutes, the two faced each other. Zhan caressed Yibo's cheeks with his thumbs and smiled. He kissed Yibo tenderly and couldn't even put into words how much he had missed Yibo and how happy he was now that his cute fiancé was back home. Finally, Zhan's agonizing longing for his lively cute fiancé was also over.

Zhan lifted Yibo, who wrapped his legs around Zhan's waist, and carried him the meter and a half to the bed. He gently laid Yibo on the bed and placed himself between Yibo's legs. They kissed each other and exchanged several French kisses as Zhan slowly undressed him. Too slowly, if Yibo had his way.

When they were both finally naked, Zhan looked at his fiancé's body and said admiringly, "Wow baby, you look fantastic."

"It's all yours." Yibo replied with a grin and pulled Zhan back onto his body.

"I'll be careful. After 6 months, it might be painful to have sex again."

"Mn. I trust you."

"Good." Replied Zhan, pressing his lips to Yibo's again.

Very slowly, Zhan kissed his way down Yibo's neck, collarbone, chest, abs, and belly button, all the way to Yibo's stiff cock, which was already losing a few drops of happiness, as Yibo described it.

Zhan licked over Yibo's cock, playing at its tip with his tongue, circling it there slowly and with light pressure. Yibo moaned out, asking for more and getting it as Zhan slid his mouth over Yibo's cock, sucking his dick while letting his tongue play on it.

With some lube, Zhan began to prepare Yibo's anus at the same time. And just like Zhan told him before, it felt a little uncomfortable at first. But as soon as Zhan found the very sensitive spot in Yibo, the uncomfortable feeling gave way to pleasure and lust.

After not even five minutes of Zhan sucking Yibo's cock very intensely and passionately, Yibo got his first orgasm. Zhan grinned as he swallowed the cum, even though Yibo told him to spit it out.

Zhan wiped his mouth, slid back up to Yibo and kissed him. "Ready?" He asked him.

Yibo nodded nervously. "Yes. Be careful." He replied. Zhan now nodded in turn, promising him to proceed at the pace that felt most comfortable to Yibo.

Slowly, Zhan began to penetrate Yibo. They looked deeply into each other's eyes as he did so, and Yibo kept nodding to indicate to Zhan that he could continue and go deeper when the latter looked at him questioningly. Not long and Zhan had penetrated Yibo with his full length. He waited a good half minute before beginning careful and slow thrusts.

After a few minutes, maybe it was two as Yibo guessed, Yibo had gotten used to feeling Zhan inside him again and now the two of them could really live out their passion.

Yibo turned his gaze to the mirror in the bedroom and watched how Zhan took him. And it excited him even more to watch that. "We look so hot when we fuck." Yibo said with a grin as Zhan followed his gaze.

Zhan nodded. "Yeah, you're right." He replied, straining even harder now to give Yibo a great look. He spun Yibo around so that he could see in the mirror exactly what Zhan was doing. And Yibo got so excited that he had another orgasm from the fast and powerful thrusts and that sight.

"Don't stop." He said breathing heavily after Zhan asked him if still he was able to. Zhan kept going, but it was no longer enough for Yibo. He wanted to ride Zhan, see in the mirror how he rode Zhan, and told Zhan to lie down and let him do it.

Yibo sat on Zhan, pushed his cock back inside him and began to ride him excitedly. Fast and hard, he rode Zhan while watching in the mirror how Zhan's cock kept going deep inside him. It reminded him of that night at the club, the second time Zhan and he hooked up. He had watched himself and Zhan in the mirror then, too, and felt an excitement and lust he had never felt before, just like today.

Minutes and minutes passed in which Yibo kept alternating between fast, intense and hard thrusts and slower and softer thrusts. But when he felt that he was about to have his third orgasm, he pleasurably moved his hips in circles while letting Zhan's cock penetrate deep inside him again and again.

And finally, just a minute later, the two came together. Yibo came on Zhan's chest and sank into his arms. Kissing him breathing heavily, he laughed, "I really missed that." He said in a slightly hoarse voice. Only now that his throat even hurt a little did he realize how loudly he must have moaned. So he was more than glad that Zhan and he were alone in the house.

"Me too." Replied Zhan.

They cuddled together for a few more minutes before they both went into the shower together. And that's where it continued. Because Yibo thought, six months absolutely had to be made up and Zhan had no objections.