Song Mu stayed the rest of the time at his parents’ house. It was getting closer to his dinner with Ren Yi. He had to tell his parents earlier when his father wanted him to go bicycling with him.
“Son, make sure to use protection if the date ends in sex.” His mother tried reminding him.
Turning red, while Liang Hai burst out laughing, Song Mu wanted to die. His parents are blunt people who don’t care for boundaries. When his mother gave him his first sex talk, she used examples of her and his father. Song Mu turned green and explained to his mother that he felt he was gay.
After hearing that, his mother researched gay sex for a month before giving him his second sex talk, explaining everything she learned to him.
Then, after discovering that he slightly fits into the BDSM community, his father, this time, researched everything and gave him his third sex talk, explaining everything about BDSM.
He loves his parents a lot. But the best thing was moving out of the house and getting away from their craziness.
“Mom,” Song Mu groaned, “I know. You don’t have to remind me.”
Then, his father, who loves taking the whole cake, pulled out condoms from thin air. He handed them to Song Mu, who hastily took them, “Here you go, son. You always have to ensure you have condoms on you.”
Liang Hai hit the ground, laughing his ass off. Song Mu’s face was too hot as he jabbed Liang Hai in his side, causing Liang Hai to start coughing. Then his father gave some to Liang Hai, “This is for you too, son, since you are back here with Zeng Yijun.”
“Dad,” Song Mu started complaining, “I am trying to keep Liang Hai and Zeng Yijun in their lanes, not bring them together.” He tried taking the condoms, but Liang Hai quickly sat up and snatched them.
“Thank you, daddy.” Liang Hai grinned.
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He pulled out his phone, checking the time. A couple of hours ago, he and Ren Yi set a time at 7:00 to meet up at Ambience Restaurant. When he saw it was getting close to seven, Song Mu stood up, “Well, it is time for me to go. I will visit you tomorrow.”
“Maybe Liang Hai should come back more if it gets you visiting every day.” His mother commented.
“Mom!”
“Have fun, son.” His father responded instead.
Song Mu hummed, waving goodbye before he walked out.
When he reached Ambience Restaurant, parked his car, and walked towards the entrance, he saw Ren Yi already there. Ren Yi rested on the wall, playing on his phone. Song Mu walked towards him, “Hey,” he greeted.
Ren Yi pocketed his phone, “I booked us a table a few hours ago, so it should be ready. Are you ready to go in?”
Song Mu nodded.
They walked into the slightly high-class restaurant, making their way to the host. Once they stopped near the host, Ren Yi spoke, “A table for Ren Yi.”
The host looked through the list on her tablet before nodding her head and pulling out two menus. “Follow me,” she told them.
They followed her, making their way to their table. Song Mu, Ren Yi, and the host stopped at a small squared table with two chairs. She set the menus down, “Your server will be right with you.” She spoke before walking away.
Song Mu and Ren Yi took a seat as Song Mu noticed they were seated in a slightly isolated area. It kept most of the noise away and made it easier for them to talk about anything with each other.
Grabbing the menu, Song Mu quickly looked at the drinks. Alcohol would have been a nice choice, but he is not much of a drinker. So, he decided to settle for tea instead. Ren Yi also looked through the drinks part of the menu, thinking of his choice.
After they both thought of a drink, they quickly looked through the food part, wanting something simple for tonight. The server came around, getting their drink orders before walking away.
Song Mu and Ren Yi did not start a conversation yet, sitting in silence while waiting for the server to return. And when they did, Song Mu and Ren Yi ordered their food, letting the server take the menus right after.
Pulling his cup towards him, Song Mu took a sip of his tea before asking what was on his mind. He knew it was a stupid way of starting the conversation, but he wanted to know.
“Ren Yi, I know this is forward of me, but do you have a tattoo fetish?”
Ren Yi took a sip of his drink as a blush covered his ears. He did not glance away, meeting Song Mu’s eyes as he nodded, “I do. Is that a problem? I had complaints before that I do not care for the person and only the tattoos on their skin.”
“It is not an issue. But, are you only showing an interest in me because of my tattoos?”
“No.”
It was silent after that before Ren Yi decided to ask a question of his own.
“There is something I also want to ask.” Ren Yi started.
“Ask away.” Song Mu would not hold back since Ren Yi didn’t. He would answer whatever Ren Yi asked with honesty.
“Are you a dominant?”
It was Song Mu’s turn to blush. But, unlike Ren Yi, he looked down. The knot his ex-boyfriend created still stuck with him like a scar.
“I am. But, I promise to hold that bad part of me back.”
“It is not bad, and I don’t mind. If I said I wanted you to dominate me, what would you say?” Ren Yi intensely stared at him while his eyes looked serious.
Song Mu felt utterly tongue-tied; Ren Yi threw him off, and he did not know what to say. This is the first time someone had asked him that question.
So direct nice
Definitely a good sign for the relationship!