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β€’ Modern AU

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Narrator:

Morning sunlight seeped through the thin blinds of the apartment window and casting golden stripes across the rumpled bed sheets...tossed clothes and silent aftermath of a night that was anything but quiet.

Feng Xin stood in front of the bathroom mirror, shirtless as his muscles tensed as he brushed his teeth. His back was a clear canvas of proof..thin, red scratch marks trailed down like fire. And yet, he looked..oddly peaceful if not slightly grumpy from the dull ache. He didn’t hear Mu Qing coming until the door creaked open.

Mu Qing stepped in.. dragging his feet while wearing nothing but one of Feng Xin’s oversized shirts. His pale legs peeked out and faint bite marks dotted his collarbone like a trail of sin. He blinked at the light, yawned and leaned lazily against the doorframe.

β€œTch. You’re loud even when brushing your teeth” he muttered.

Feng Xin side eyed him through the mirror. β€œYou’re annoying even when half asleep.”

Mu Qing rolled his eyes, walking over and grabbing the other toothbrush. β€œYou’re lucky I didn’t claw your face last night.”

Feng Xin spit into the sink.. smirking. β€œYou did. Missed my face but my back definitely got the message.”

Mu Qing’s eyes dropped to said back. His cheeks tinted a soft pink and covered it up with sarcasm. β€œDon’t flatter yourself. I was just trying to hold on so you wouldn’t fall off the bed like an idiot.”

β€œYou call screaming my name β€˜holding on’?”

Mu Qing choked on toothpaste. β€œShut up!”

Feng Xin laughed.. rinsing his mouth before turning around to trap Mu Qing against the sink. His eyes were soft now..still cocky yet gentler. β€œYou okay?”

Mu Qing looked up at him, brushing slowing in his hand. β€œ...Yeah.” A pause. β€œYou?”

Feng Xin leaned in..brushing a kiss onto Mu Qing’s temple. β€œBetter than okay.”

Mu Qing froze just slightly at the affection, and didn’t pull away. He lowered his gaze, muttering. β€œYour shirt’s too big.”

β€œI like how it looks on you.”

β€œYou’re cheesy.”

β€œYou’re blushing.”

Mu Qing shoved him away with the back of his hand. β€œGo make breakfast, dumbass. I'm not in the mood”

Feng Xin laughed again, heading for the kitchen. "Tch, finee.." Mu Qing stared into the mirror for a second.. brushing his teeth slower now. His eyes glancing at the small hickeys on his skin. He sighed through his nose. "...Dumbass."
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Mu Qing padded into the kitchen after finishing up in the bathroom.. still tugging down the hem of Feng Xin’s shirt like it might magically grow longer. The place smelled like coffee already..strong and slightly burnt just the way Feng Xin liked it.

He found Feng Xin standing at the stove..flipping eggs with one hand and phone in the other, frowning slightly at something on the screen.

β€œYou’re not putting that disgusting chili sauce in again, are you?” Mu Qing asked, arms crossed.

Feng Xin didn’t even look up. β€œIt’s called flavor. You’d know about it if you actually seasoned anything.”

Mu Qing rolled his eyes..walking past to grab a mug. β€œUgh.. I’m too tired to slap you with this mug right now.”

β€œLast night didn’t seem to tire you that much” Feng Xin said without missing a beat. Mu Qing immediately turned back around and smacked him on the arm.

β€œOW! Shit! Hot pan, dumbass!!”

β€œThat’s what you get for running your mouth.”

Feng Xin rubbed his arm. β€œYou still love me, though.” Mu Qing snorted, turning away to hide the faint blush. β€œI tolerate you. There's a difference.”

Feng Xin set the plates down and walked over behind him.. slipping his arms around Mu Qing’s waist. β€œMmm. Tolerate me more.. then.”

Mu Qing leaned back just slightly into the embrace, sipping his coffee with a soft sigh. β€œDon't test me now...”

The morning went on with bickering. The apartment filled with arguments and love.. just enough sweetness to balance their day together.


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