Song Mu returned to his temporary home, walking inside as he saw Chang Min sitting in the living room, typing away on his laptop. When he heard Song Mu, he turned around, greeting him with a smile. “Hey, how was your date?”
“It was good,” Song Mu responded, walking over to Chang Min, “we are going out.” Song Mu grew shy towards the end. It still felt a bit surreal to him, especially when he got to kiss Ren Yi.
He wanted to touch his lips, remembering Ren Yi’s soft lips.
Chang Min’s smile turned brighter as he cheered for him, “That is amazing! I am happy for you. You should invite him over; I know Xian Bo still wants to get an outfit from him.”
Song Mu thought of inviting Ren Yi over. But, everyone here can be a bit too much. Although, they do know how to contain themselves in front of people. “I will think about it.”
“Cool,” Chang Min turned back to his laptop, “I know you probably want to speak with Ren Yi, so you don’t have to stay here. Congratulations once again.”
“Thank you,” Song Mu walked away, reaching his room as he closed the door behind him. He wanted to call Ren Yi instantly, but he stopped himself, thinking about what Shao Yuhan told him.
So, forcing himself, he went to take a shower and did his nightly routine before calling Ren Yi. Once he finished, he rested on his bed while grabbing his phone.
He called Ren Yi and did not wait long for it to connect.
“Hey,” Ren Yi greeted him.
“Hi. I hope you didn’t wait long.” Song Mu responded.
Ren Yi shook his head, even though Song Mu couldn’t see it, “It is fine; I don’t mind waiting.”
Fuck, Ren Yi is starting to drive him crazy with his responses. It is like he had his own book of seduction. Although, Song Mu is terrible at it.
He moved to his side, resting his head on his pillow as his phone lay in front of him. It was on speaker. “You know, you are smooth with your words.” Song Mu mentioned.
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“I noticed that you are too when you want to be.” Ren Yi commented.
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“God, I can listen to you laugh all day.” Song Mu spoke his thoughts out loud, only to blush hard when he realized his mistake.
Ren Yi was also blushing, glad that Song Mu could not see it over the phone call. “See, you can be smooth.”
“No, that is my thoughts. My thoughts can be smooth.” Song Mu quickly responded, waving away his heated face.
“What other thoughts do you have about me?” Ren Yi asked, his voice sounding low.
Song Mu swallowed at the tone he heard from Ren Yi. “Thoughts that I can tell another day.”
“And if I push it?”
“You wouldn’t want to push it,” Song Mu sternly said as he felt himself getting turned on, “naughty boys don’t get rewards.”
“Then,” Ren Yi started whispering, “I will be good.”
“How good for me would you be?” Song Mu asked, tightly holding onto the sheets so that he wouldn’t touch himself.
“However good you want me to be.” Ren Yi did not do like Song Mu. His hand had already slipped down, even though he hadn’t done anything yet.
“Such a perfect answer from a smooth talker. Don’t think I don’t know what you are doing. I want you to wait. Can you wait for me?”
Ren Yi paused, his fingers trembling as he pulled them away from under his pants. His bulge showed no signs of calming down. “I can wait.”
“Hmm, how do I know when I hang up, you won’t go against my words?”
“I won’t unless you want me to.”
“I want you to wait. I promise it is worth the wait.” Song Mu assured.
“I believe you.” Ren Yi tried to think of something else to ignore his problem.
“I am going to let you go. Goodnight, and I will talk with you tomorrow.”
“Goodnight.” Ren Yi replied before they hung up the phone.
“I guess the night didn’t end in sex.” His mother asked him as they sat in the backyard, enjoying the nice weather. Liang Hai and his father were swimming in the pool while Song Mu and his mother sat on the porch.
“Mom,” Song Mu sighed, “you are worse than some other people I met.”
“That must mean they are cool.” His mother responded. “So, how did it go?” She asked instead.
“Good. I gained a boyfriend.” Song Mu answered.
“Congrats, honey. I hope this ends better for you.”
“I believe it will,” Song Mu blushed as he thought of his next words, “he doesn’t mind my dominant side.”
“I had a feeling. I mean, a man with a tattoo fetish? He sounds freaky.”
“God, mom. Can we talk about something else?” Song Mu begged. Maybe he should join Liang Hai and his father. But, seeing how his father is trying to have a competition, it isn’t worth it.
“Oh, stop complaining. We are both adults; nothing is wrong with our conversation.” His mother waved her hand before flipping another page in her new recipe book.
His mother already wrote many notes in it.
“Mom, sometimes I think you forget that there are things a person does not want to speak with their parents about.” Song Mu explained.
But his mother shrugged, “Our relationship is good, why not talk honestly with each other?”
“I am going to lose this conversation, aren’t I?”
“If you know, then you are.”
Song Mu laughed, his mother was something sometimes, but he loves her.
“Son,” his father yelled, “come join us with swimming.”
“Please.” Liang Hai begged, looking desperate.
Song Mu sighed, “I guess I will help Liang Hai out.”
“Have fun, sweetie.” His mother told him.
Fun, my ass, dad will kill me with Liang Hai.
I like how Chang Min is concerned enough to inquire how it went but not pushy or invasive. I think he’s right about inviting Ren Yi over though. After they get time to themselves of course.