I have a Writer's Block.😭😭 I cried for hours last night because I can't write.😭😭 And I have three language assignments to submit within this month.😭 And June is always a difficult month for me.

While discussing about the chapter my friend said that I am allowed to write sucky chapters sometime as I am not a writing machine. So, gathering courage from her words, I am leaving it here.🙇🙇

Thank you to all of you who comment/vote/share my stories. I love you, guys. 💗😘

Hope you enjoy the read!

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"Hit me like a ray of sun
Burning through my darkest night
You're the only one that I want
Think I'm addicted to your light..."

- 'Halo' by Beyoncé Knowles

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Chapter-22

JingYu glanced at the bed while flipping the omelette. Timmy’s dark head peeked through the bundle of blankets and sheets. He was not sleeping; JingYu knew that very well, having seen him staring at JingYu through the gaps of his sheets just a moment ago. They had a tiff last night. Not really a fight; an argument, more precisely. It had been two days since Timmy left his parents house and thinking that this was probably a good  time to talk about some things, JingYu broached the subject of Timmy’s studying abroad once again. Gaining experience from the previous fiasco, this time JingYu made sure not to do or say something abrupt. He hugged ZhouZhou to himself and began to enquire about this and that, mainly future related stuff, and softly asked if it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to go study at the Royal Academy. Though Timmy’s reaction was not as frenzied as before, he did not take it well either. One thing led to another and finally Timmy outright refused to talk to JingYu.....or even being held. Timmy hung on the edge of the bed for the rest of the night, facing away from JingYu. No amount of apology or sweet talk worked.

Although they ended up huddled together in their sleep and Timmy was practically snuggled to his chest when JingYu woke up but apparently that was not enough to start talking.

JingYu set the dish, took it to the bed and sat down beside the blanket mound.

“Wakey wakey, baby boy!” He sing songed, moving the covers from Timmy’s face.

Timmy resisted by burying his face deeper into the pillow.

“I know you are wide awake and was watching me all along. Did you get a nice view?” JingYu pulled the blankets off completely, earning himself a heavy scowl.

Eyebrows pulled into a frown, lower lip jutting out petulantly, Timmy glared at him. His eyes then shifted towards the plate, a look of longing fleeted by, which he immediately controlled, and glared at JingYu again, as if challenging him to say something. Then turned to the other side for more impact.

“Playing hard to get, are you?” JingYu teased.

“Oh no, how can I when you hold the patent for that?” Came a sassy reply.

JingYu pinched that plump bum hard.

Timmy hurriedly slid further away.

Suppressing a chuckle, JingYu settle himself more comfortably right behind the sulking boy and rubbed the pinched area. Honestly, ZhouZhou’s bum was so smooth!

“You know, your arse should be illegal,” JingYu started, “This soft, this round and this smooth, nope, definitely should not be publicized. From today onwards, you are not allowed to take this fine piece of art outside, you understand?” He deliberately added a hint of command in his voice.

Timmy did not reply but did not protest either. JingYu kept rubbing the twin globes.

“Every time I look at it, I want to do things to it, with it. Wicked things. Indecent things.”

JingYu barely managed not to laugh out loud when Timmy wiggled his bubble butt minutely before sneakily pressing it to JingYu’s palm.

“But some things cannot be done with the bum alone,” JingYu had plastered himself to Timmy’s back and whispered into his ear, “Some of the things that I want to do to you will require that pretty mouth.”

Timmy slightly turned towards him, not fully but enough for JingYu to do his work and Timmy’s closed eyes made it easier for him.

“Yes, that’s a good boy. Keep your eyes closed,” JingYu husked, watching Timmy’s breathing getting faster, “and open your mouth wide. You don’t want to spill, do you?”

Timmy’s lips parted and he opened his mouth slowly.

Perfect.

JingYu dropped a big piece of omelette in the gaping mouth.

Shocked eyes flying open, Timmy spluttered and tried to talk. Before he could spit the food out, JingYu hastily spoke.

“One of the house rules- we never speak with our mouth full.”

Timmy aggrievedly looked at him and chomped on the omelette.

“Is it tasty? Do you like it?” JingYu asked, knowingly making the insinuation.

“I hate you,” Timmy replied, still scowling, looking petulant and adorable.

JingYu pulled away from him. Settling himself against the headboard of the bed, he looked at the ceiling and signed heavily, “You haven’t talked to me since last night, and if this is the first thing you are saying after waking up, then, it must be the truth.”

After not getting any response for a while, JIngYu looked down at the boy lying beside and saw Timmy blinking at him owlishly. And then, Timmy grabbed his hair and began to pull.

“You heartless tease! Since when you got this cheeky?”

“Oww, ow, ow! I’m sorry, I’m sorry but that was the only way to make you eat!” JingYu placated in between his laughter and easily flipped their position so that Timmy’s body was above him.

“Why don’t you want me anymore?” ZhouZhou accused.

With one arm holding ZhouZhou’s waist, JingYu threaded the fingers of his right hand through the soft strands of hair and brushed them off of ZhouZhou’s forehead.

“Because you are already mine, don’t you know?” he replied tracing the curve of those lips, line of that jaw, that cheekbone.

“No I don’t know. All I know is that if you wanted me here you would not have forced me to go away,” Timmy said and buried his face in JingYu’s chest.

JingYu tried to lift his upset lover’s face but when the boy refused JingYu began to pat the back of his head softly, saying, “ZhouZhou, I never forced you. At least that was not my intention. I only asked you to think your decisions through.”

“Why?” Came a mumbled question.

“Because that is your dream. You wanted it for the most part of your life. “

“And what about my want for you? My need for you? Have you ever thought about it?” Timmy looked up and at JingYu.

“Yes, I have because I want you, need you just as much as you do. But I can withstand anything if it means your happiness. Two years is not that lo-“

“Well, I can’t. I am not strong or selfless like you. So, don’t ever force me if you don’t want me gone forever.”

What was there to be said after that? JingYu kept playing with ZhouZhou’s hair, mind running thousand questions.

“Weren’t you going to be late for work?”

Timmy’s question pulled his off his thoughts. Amidst the current happenings he had forgotten to tell Timmy the change of his job.

“I am about to quit the store job.”

“You what? Why?”

“I was offered the position of a senior full time instructor,” JingYu said and chuckled when Timmy’s eyes went big.

“Really? And it’s a good thing, right?”

“Yes, it is certainly an improvement. Though it will be more time consuming and the responsibility will be greater but it is prestigious and the pay is better too.”

For some reason Timmy’s happy surprise dimmed at the last part of JingYu’s answer.

“Are you- are you taking this for me?”

Not understanding what he meant, JingYu looked at his boyfriend questioningly.

“You said....it was a hard job but the pay was better...are you taking this because now you will have to pay for me too?”

Although the money was indeed the main reason JingYu decided to take the offer but was that not everyone usually did? To get the better job opportunity? And it was also true that with them living together, he would have to earn for three people instead of two and after ZhouZhou’s studies start, the expense would sky rocket.

“It was not because I have to pay for you, you are not a burden, ZhouZhou. I am taking this job because I want you, and both of us, to have a better future,” he explained, “I know I will never be able to give you the level of comfort you are used to but I can give you a better living place, at least. And to do that I need to save more, love.”

“But I love it here! You know I do!” Timmy almost sat up on JingYu in his excitement, “Why do you want to move from here? I love this place. This is our home, JingYu!”

Heart melting with this sudden emotional outburst, JingYu forcefully brought his agitated lover’s face to his own and kissed those lips softly.

“Our home is in each other, love...or haven’t you noticed it yet?”

XOXOXOX

When JingYu told him that they were going to have a day out Timmy imagined it to be a romantic date at some quite place, some long walk with holding hands and maybe some kissing under the sky if the chances struck. Instead, they were at a shopping mall, standing in front of a clothing shop.

“Why are we here?” He asked, tone off putting.

“Because you need a good down coat. Winter is coming,” his boyfriend replied.

It was true, though. In his hurry to leave his parents’ house, Timmy grabbed whatever he could find which resulted in his wardrobe missing some necessary things. Like a down coat. Which also meant JingYu would have to pay.

“No, I don’t need a new coat,” Timmy protested immediately. “I have two jumpers and a jacket. And if I need a coat, I’ll borrow one of yours.”

JingYu clasped Timmy’s elbow and tugged him towards the shop, “We are getting a new coat and that’s final.”

A shop assistant promptly came and began to show and suggest.

“This will definitely look very good on you, but if I may suggest,” the assistant, Ben, said with the professional politeness and took out a burgundy coloured long coat, “this will look even better.”

Timmy took the coat, it looked really nice. The material felt good to his skin. He smiled at Ben, “Yes, it seems quite good.”

Ben’s answering smile was dazzling.

“That won’t suit you.”

Timmy looked back to where JingYu was standing a few paces behind him; there was a deep frown on that handsome face.

“Oh? It won’t?” Timmy asked and looked back at the coat. Now that JingYu said it, Timmy also thought it would not look good. He returned it to Ben who nodded politely.

They resumed the surfing again.

Ben took out a moss green one next and said, “This will look absolutely fabulous. The colour will make a striking contrast with your complexion.”

Again Timmy took it and again JingYu voiced his rejection.

Timmy chose a black one; JingYu did not outright reject it but after a while both of them concluded that it was not that good.

Next, Ben picked a white one. It had a shimmery quality to it. But before Timmy could even get a hold of it, JingYu snatched it away and put it back to the rack.

“Absolutely not. The colour will drain him,” he said and shuffled through the rack.

It took him a while but finally Timmy understood what was going on here. He pursed his lips to swallow back his glee and let his jealous boyfriend choose for him.

JingYu found a yellow one.

“Here, it will be good.”

“That’s, umm, very...yellow.”

“Yes, yellow will not be a good choice for him,” Ben quipped in, “in fact, this colour is not suita-“

“How do you know yellow won’t look good on him? Have you seen him in yellow? It is the good colour for him,” JingYu growled.

Before any disaster happened, Timmy hurriedly jumped in, “Yeah, I love Yellow!” He gave JingYu a pointed look as he stressed the word, “This is the perfect colour for me. I’ll take it.” And he took the coat, took his smug looking lover and headed for the trial room, leaving behind a sullen looking Ben.

Predictably, JingYu sneaked into the trial room with him. Timmy wanted to laugh but decided to play oblivious.

“What are you-“

JingYu sucked the rest of his words out of his mouth.

They fought for dominance through the kiss but a jealous JingYu was a force to be reckoned with.

“It’s a risk to let you out in the public,” JingYu breathed the words; his lips were glossed with Timmy’s saliva, eyes glazed. “Everyone seems so interested in you,” he smooched quickly, “And you encourage them all the more.”

“I do?” Staring at those lips in front of him, Timmy half moaned.

“Yes.”

“Then punish me.”

With that Timmy ground his pelvis against JingYu’s.

JingYu sprang backwards.

“Umm...uh..okay..no, not...I mean...this wasn’t a good idea. We must stop here,” JingYu said biting his lips; his ears were painfully red and there was a flush rising up his throat.

“Damn right, it wasn’t.”

Timmy flung open the door and went straight to the cash counter. JingYu  followed. After paying and leaving the store, Timmy looked around for what he was looking for and found the sign. Once in front of it, he gave his backpack to JingYu.

“Hold it and put the coat inside. I’ll be right back.”

JingYu nodded and Timmy went inside the men’s room.

Thankfully the coast was clear. He checked the stalls, winked at the mirror with an evil smirk and opened the door to see his boyfriend standing there like a good boy, as if he did not just fire up Timmy’s libido.

“Come inside.”

When JingYu stared at him with a perplexed expression, Timmy impatiently flapped his hand and said, “Hurry.”

JingYu quickly entered the washroom after him.

“What’s wrong?” He asked confusedly.

Timmy opened the door of the last stall and commanded, “Get inside.”

“Wh-what?” JingYu balked and took a step back. Timmy was sure it wasn’t even a conscious move. He rolled his eyes.

“You didn’t think you could kiss me like that and then leave me high and dry, did you?”

“But we’re in Public! This is madness, ZhouZhou!”

Timmy must not be blamed for grabbing JingYu by his collar and dragging him inside the stall.

He locked the door, closed the toilet lid and said, “Sit.”

“ZhouZhou, come on! You can’t be serious! We’re in a public bathroom!”

“Yes and I’m horny.”

“You are always horny,” JingYu scoffed.

“Your fault,” Timmy scoffed back and pushed at JingYu’s cest.

“It’s dirty!”

“No, it’s not. I’ve checked thoroughly.”

JingYu scrunched up his nose, “You’re gross.”

“And horny.”

He pushed JingYu and crawled into his lap, legs hanging on either side. Then, he took the backpack from his boyfriend and put it on the cistern.

“Now,” he circled his arms around JingYu’s neck, “kiss me the way you did in that trial room.”

“But ZhouZhou, what if someone comes in?” He had an expression of a losing man.

“Which is exactly why you need to hurry because I won’t let you leave till my wish is fulfilled,” he traced a finger along JingYu’s jaw, “and unless you want me to find someone else to replace you....”

“You mustn’t do that, you bad, bad boy!”

And Timmy was kissed thoroughly. There was not a hint of their usual soft and languid kisses. It was all bite and hard and hungry. Timmy could pinpoint the moment when JingYu lost his resistance and decided to say fuck it.

JingYu’s warm, big hands slipped under Timmy’s jumper and he began to graze his body with blunt nails. Timmy moaned into JingYu’s mouth when those deft fingers pulled and pinched his nipples. JingYu left Timmy’s lips to nibble at the soft flesh under his jaw, behind his left ear and up and down his neck, all the while his hands kept rubbing every little spot of Timmy’s upper body.

And then, Timmy’s sweater and t-shirt were rolled up to reveal flushed skin and after pulling Timmy closer he latched onto one of the rosy buds and began to suckle on it. Timmy tugged at JingYu’s hair hard to keep himself from moaning out.

The sound of the main door opening came along with footsteps.

They froze momentarily and their eyes met before Timmy pushed his chest into JingYu’s slacking mouth suggestively and began to grind their clothed cocks together.

Staring at him for a moment, JingYu moved his mouth to lap over the other nipple.

They did not even notice when the man left.

Timmy forced JingYu’s face up and began to kiss him like his life depended on it.

“I need more. I need you inside me. Now,” he panted and quickly got off JingYu’s lap.

“Here? No no no no, ZhouZhou- no. That’s too risky!”

Not in the mood to argue, Timmy squeezed the prominent bulge inside JingYu’s jeans and heard his boyfriend curse under his breath.

“But there’s no lube!” JingYu tried one last time.

Timmy cocked an eyebrow, “Does it look like I need lube?”

After a couple of seconds, JingYu shook his head frustrated and said, “Come here, you brat.”

Battle won, he began to untie JingYu’s jeans and JingYu did the same to him. Once the hindrances were gone, JingYu’s hard cock sprang free from the confinement of his pants. With a cheeky smirk, Timmy licked his lips and wrapped his fingers around the hardness to stroke.

The main door opened again and two voices came in.

JingYu bit on his knuckles hard and Timmy began to stroke the cock quickly, smearing the precome all over the shaft. His own weeping cock forgotten in his excitement.

Swinging the legs on either side, Timmy lined up JingYu’s cock to his entrance and started to sit on it the moment the voices left.

“Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!”

Finally succeeding in making his boyfriend incoherent, Timmy grinned smugly, “Yeah, that’s the idea,” and pushed himself against the cock all the way.

JingYu hugged Timmy, fingers digging into the soft flesh and ravished his mouth. Tongue pushing, teeth pulling, nibbling, sucking with the rhythm of Timmy’s movement’s on his cock.

Maybe because of the situation, maybe because of the heightened stimulation, Timmy could feel their climax approaching. He pulled out of the kiss and began to suck on JingYu’s neck. Both of their paces going erratic more and more. JingYu’s warm fingers stroking Timmy’s cock irregularly.

“I’m...I’m...” he tried but could not finish.

“I know....me too...” but JingYu understood him anyway.

They sloppily kissed each other before increasing the speed. With JingYu’s every upward push he hit Timmy’s prostrate just the right way and just when Timmy’s orgasm about to slam into him someone came in once again.

Too gone to slow down, he clamped on JingYu’s neck and bit hard, eliciting a gasp from his boyfriend who, thankfully, did not stop his pushing and pulling.

Timmy began to gyrate his hips and heard a whimper left JingYu. He immediately hit the flush and taking advantage of the sound, whispered into JingYu’s ear, “Let it go.”

Their bodies shook and shivered long after they were spent.

XOXOXOX

“I still can’t believe we did that!” JingYu exclaimed for the umpteenth time.

They were at a food court, wolfing down spaghetti and meat balls.

“If we do it one more time, will you believe then?” Timmy asked with an innocent expression.

“That’s never going to happen again,” JingYu replied with a admonished look that was half amused and half uncertain.

Timmy meant that to be a joke but something in JingYu’s expression gave him a pause.

“But....you enjoyed it, right?” He asked with a laugh that did not quite reach his eyes and sounded nervous.

JingYu shrugged with one shoulder and placed a meat ball in Timmy’s plate from his own.

Timmy’s heart sank. He had heard people going gaga about public sex; how great it was or how it could spice up the sex life and all that rot. And he thought it would be a good idea to bring that in their relationship too. But now he was not so certain about the outcome.

“Did I.....” he rolled the meatball that JingYu had given him around his fork, “did I force you?”

“What? No. Of course, not! What are you even talking about?”

Timmy heard JIngYu’s incredulous tone and mimicked JingYu’s shrug, eyes still on the plate.

JingYu’s hand came into his line of sight it took his left hand that was on the table. He looked up.

“You did not force me. You did not do anything that I did not agree with. I was just scared thinking what if someone caught us. That’s all. Don’t over think it, ZhouZhou.” JingYu said every word very clearly, as if talking to a child and squeezed his hand.

Though not relieved of his doubt entirely, that statement made Timmy feel a bit better. JingYu’s face was like an open book and he looked sincere telling him those things. Timmy gave a weak smile and squeezed back.

Why did the food that JingYu shared from his plate always tasted better than the rest?

XOXOXOX

Evening had fallen, the dark curtain of the sky making the lights at distance look like tiny little sparks. They had turned off the light of their cabin; it was lit enough by the lights coming from outside.

JingYu watched the light and shadow swirling all over ZhouZhou’s beautiful face as the Ferris Wheel moved.

He felt spell bound by the serenity of the moment. Never more had he wished to stop the time as he did now.

Sitting opposite him, Timmy was looking outside but his gaze was unfocussed. JingYu knew he was worried about what happened today and how JingYu reacted. He heaved a sigh and looked away. He had so much to tell but did not know how.

“This is for you.”

So lost in his thoughts that JingYu did not notice when ZhouZhou had opened his backpack, taken out paper bag and was now offering it to him.

Curious, he took the bag.

“What is it? When did you buy it? We were together all the time.”

“Just open it and you’ll know,” with a perfunctory smile, Timmy said.

Hence, JingYu opened it and took out a red woollen scarf.

He blinked. “It’s a......scarf,” he said stupidly.

Timmy nodded his confirmation.

“A hand knitted scarf.”

Timmy chuckled and agreed again, “Yes, it is.”

JingYu, still feeling flabbergasted, looked back and forth between the scarf and his boyfriend.

“You-...you knitted this?” Because it was too good to be true!

“Well,” ZhouZhou laughed nervously, “right after meeting you I wanted to give you something, a gift. I wanted it to be something special, you know?” He looked at JingYu pleadingly, as if wanting his approval. For what, JingYu did not know but he nodded all the same.

“And then Nana suggested me that I should knit you something...and at that time it sounded like a great idea. So, I learned it from her...haha,” he laughed and it sounded shaky. “But now, looking at all the holes and broken threads and knots, it wasn’t such a bright idea,” he finished with a tight voice.

JingYu was stunned, to say the least. He was so surprised, so taken aback by everything that it rendered him speechless. The idea of ZhouZhou trying to knit so that he could hand make a gift for JingYu was too surreal for him to grasp.

“ZhouZhou-“ he started but instantly cut off as Timmy began to speak as though he did not hear him.

“I always wanted to try it with you, you know,” he said, face turned towards the window, “doing it somewhere outdoor. Pretty perverse, isn’t it? One thing off my bucket list,” he chuckled without a trace of humour. “But you clearly didn’t want it and probably hate me now. Maybe you’ll get rid of me too, forget me once I’m gone. Like they-“ he swallowed and tried again, “like they-“ but could not because his eyes started to fill and he pressed the heels of his hands to them.

Till now, JingYu was sitting away from ZhouZhou, to give him space, to let him talk freely, but he could not stay away anymore and hastened to his distressed boyfriend and kneeled on the floor in front of him. Then gently pried those hands away from Timmy’s face. The palms were wet with tears.

“ZhouZhou-“

“They didn’t even call me, JingYu!” ZhouZhou cried out, mouth twisting down with the welling sorrow that poured down his cheeks, “Not once! Not even Mum! As if I didn’t even matter. As if it’s so easy for- easy-“

And he broke down completely, crying like a baby. JingYu enveloped him in his arms and put his head onto his shoulder, running his hand all over his back.

“I know...I know, baby, I know.....” JingYu soothed softly, “It’s not easy for them. They must be hurting too and if you-“

“I don’t want you to advocate for them!” Timmy yelled in between his sobs, looking betrayed and hurt.

JingYu back pedalled immediately, “I’m not, I’m not. I promise. I’m not taking their side. I’m with you, love. I’m here.  I’m right here with you.”

Glowering at him with an angry red face, Timmy ducked down and burrowed into JingYu’s neck once again.

“They did not accept me, JingYu,” he sniffled and said with a broken voice. “Had they kicked me out because of my studies or even because of choosing love over my career, I would have understood because parents do things like that all the time. But they cut me off because of who I am! Because I am gay!” His lean frame shook with a renewed cry in JingYu’s embrace. “They did not accept me, JingYu. My own parents did not think twice before cutting me off.”

What could JingYu do except for tightening his hold and pouring out all his love for his wronged lover? This lack of response from ZhouZhou’s parents had bothered him too, to be honest. He was quite shocked to see they washed their hands this easily over the matter. What kind of parents did that?

“And now you hate me too,” said Timmy’s muffled voice.

JingYu tried to lean back but Timmy did not relent. JingYu used a bit force and cupped that sad face and coaxed him to look.

“You know that’s not true, right?”

Timmy shook his head, blinked, then, nodded. JingYu smiled and kissed the tip of his red nose.

“I was uncomfortable, yes, but that had more to do with my fear of your security than where we were doing it. And-“ JingYu abruptly stopped himself, suddenly uncertain.

“What is it?”

JingYu forced out a cover up smile and said, “Nothing. It’s nothing.” And took out his handkerchief to wipe Timmy’s face clean.

But Timmy caught his wrist, “Tell me.”

“It’s nothing, ZhouZhou, really. It’s silly.”

“Even if it’s nothing, even if it’s silly I still want to know. I want to know everything about you.”

Letting out a sigh, JingYu went back to his seat. When he said it was silly he was not lying.

“It’s just.....” God, this was really embarrassing, “Whenever I touch you....I feel like it’s a privilege. I....” he licked his lips, the scarf in his hand giving him courage, “I never thought I would ever have something so pure. You are very pure to me. And....I don’t want to have a quickie with you in a public bathroom.” He inhaled deeply for the next part, the cheesiest but most honest part, “Because every time we are together I want to worship your body.”

And he breathed into the scarf. The woollen softness, the smell of the yarn, the meaning behind the moments entwining with every thread making him blissful. This was how being loved felt.

“JingYu?”

JingYu looked up. Timmy had a lost expression on his face.

“I have no one except you.”

JingYu’s gaze softened before turning thoughtful, and instead of answering he asked, “Would you like to meet my Mum?”

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