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It was another one of those nights where Ximen just so happened to be a little too drunk to get home and it was late anyways so he might as well stay at Meizuo's house. The two of them laid in Meizuo's bed like they always did. It was silly bit Ximen liked this bed better than his own, he always had. Maybe it was something about how the room was always just cool enough and the blanket was just warm enough, or maybe it was because the bed was a perfect mix of soft yet firm, or maybe it was the real reason: because the sheets smelled like Meizuo. And although he'd never admit it, he liked how the mattress dipped perfectly for him, like his fingerprint in something that belonged to Meizuo.
"Ximen."
Meizuo whispered to him in the dark
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Nothing, nothing. Something happened today though."
"What was it?"
"I- i met a girl."
Ximen rolled his eyes, he was happy Meizuo couldn't see him in the dark.
"You meet girls everyday Meizuo."
"I know but i think this one liked me."
"Heh, they all like you silly. Go to sleep."
"No! I mean"
Meizuo sighed, he was so smooth with girls and infront of people, it almost annoyed Ximen that he couldn't get his words right with him. After all these years you'd think he would talk to him as a real person.
"What do you mean then?" He asked, hoping that would encourage Meizuo to finish his sentence.
"Well, she was different. I think she actually liked me."
Ximen could feel Meizuo smiling too himself
"Like not because of F4. We met at the bar i like, the one i took you to for my birthday, and we talked. She challenged me to this dumb drinking game." Meizuo chuckled "I think I'm going to ask her out."
Ximen finally chuckled himself
"Oh i get it, you're trying to beat me at our phone number game, I'm afraid I'm still going to be on top!"
"No, Ximen" Meizuo sighed again
Ximen wanted him to stop sighing
"I mean i actually like her. She's cute and smart and we share things we like. I think i want to take her to the Orchestra. Doesn't that sound romantic?... Ximen?"
Ximen laid silently next to his friend.
"Yeah." He said quietly "that sounds romantic."
"Are you okay Ximen?"
"I'm fine, my head just hurts."
Ximen got up out of bed, "I'm gonna get some water." He left to the bathroom. He brushed his hair to his normal part with his fingers, he was cute too right? "Maybe" he mumbled and played with his bangs, seeing if a different style would help him look cuter. He was smart and liked the same things as Meizuo. He was one of the only people who stayed over here so often and the only person to share Meizuo's bed. His thoughts wondered back to whenever he was in highschool, standing right here, fiddling with his bangs in a similar way because another cute girl caught Meizuo's eye.
He knew Meizuo had slept with plenty of them but not in their bed right? What was he thinking, it was Meizuo's not "theirs". He sighed and rubbed his eyes. There was a small knock at the door, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, the hang over is getting me you know?"
"Okay.. come back to bed soon."
He knew Meizuo didn't believe him but at least he didn't have to face him again tonight.
He splashed water and then made his way back to bed.
*A few weeks(?) Later*
Ximen was at Meizuo's house again, the two of them alone in the kitchen. Meizuo smiled down at his glass of wine.
"What's got you so amused?"
Ximen asked with a smile of his own.
"Oh well, um. Remember that girl? I'm going to invite her over tomorrow. After a romantic date end it with... I don't know. I really like her, i think she's gonna be my longest lasting girlfriend."
Ximen couldn't help but frown. He quickly changed it back into his smile.
"Okay Romeo, best of luck!"
He forced a chuckle and took a final sip of his wine, "well, i think it's time for me to retire to the guest room."
"Guest?" Meizuo asked finally looking up from his drink, "Why not my bed like always?"
"Well" Ximen started, taking a big swallow, "I was thinking, we aren't kids anymore. Heh, we haven't been for a while. Only kids sleep with they're friends, it would be embarrassing if your girlfriend found right?"
Ximen smiled at Meizuo who looked distraught
"It- it was never a problem before." He said with his dumb dumb sad face.
Why was he acting like this! He has his dream girl now right?
"Well, things have changed. I'm going to bed now."
"Okay... goodnight."
*Next night (?) (Honestly the time line for this show is shit, sorry lol)*
Ximen was trying hard not to imagine Meizuo's date. He looked at the time, it was already 12. Meizuo and his girlfriend were probably already at his house and about to- suddenly rang.
Feng Meizuo popped up in bold white letters. Ximen rolled his eyes but answered anyways.
"Hello?" He said, trying not to sound as impatient as he felt. Why was he getting a call while Meizuo was on a date?
"Ximen?"
Meizuo's soft heartbroken voice intently forced Ximen's voice to soften.
"It's me, what's wrong?"
"C-can you come over please?"
Meizuo sounded like he was on the verge of tears.
"Yes, of course. Give me twenty minutes."
Ximen practically jumped out of bed and into his shoes.
When he got to Meizuo Meizuo's eyes were red and he had obviously cried. Ximen ran up to him and cupped his head in his hands, his eyes darted from each of Meizuo's trying to take in every detail, hoping to stop whatever was bothering him.
"I-i-" Meizuo tried but Ximen shushed him and guided him to his room "Everything is okay." He whispered softly.
Once they were in his room, sitting comfortably on his bed Meizuo started to explain. He told Ximen about the tree house and all he did for the date and how she still left him for her ex. He explained how hard he tried but she never liked him, he was just a rebound.
Somehow Meizuo had ended up half way in Ximen's lap as he explained. Ximen couldn't help himself and he buried his nose in Meizuo's hair. He mumbled something about how well Meizuo did and although he didn't think he heard him he felt Meizuo take in a deep shakey breath. Meizuo's arms were tight around him and he kissed the top of Meizuo's head, he wouldn't notice, not in his tired sad state, but Ximen swore Meizuo relaxed even farther into Ximen.
This warmth, this comfort, these hugs and time shared, they were all Ximen wanted and if it was all he got that was okay. As time passed Meizuo's shakey breaths turned to deep even ones and he even snored slightly. Ximen chuckled lightly and placed another soft kiss on his head.
"I- I think i really like you Meizuo. And it sucks." He rested his head on top of Meizuo's and let sleep take over him. Even if these moments were far and few between but Ximen would continue to live for them.
Maybe, someday, they'd be endless but for now that fantasy was saved for dreams