OAS 26

Mens in the honeymoon phase stuck to each other like glue. The two of them didn’t show up in the dorm again until the afternoon of the next day. As for the mystery of why both roommates had disappeared at the same time, it was brushed off with the excuse that they had gotten up early. Tang Zhou and He Ziwei both insisted on that story. Sun Shichao accepted it without question, while Li Shiye found it hard to believe, though he ended up going along with it anyway. After all, who would ever guess that among a bunch of guys living side by side, one of them was actually an “Oscar-winning actor”?

The dorm had always been full of gay jokes and teasing, pairing people up for laughs, but if two of them were really together, Li Shiye figured that was even less likely than him finding a girlfriend before graduation.

And so, the next two weeks passed in peace. Their thesis defenses were just around the corner. Since their chosen fields were different, their defense schedules were different too. Li Shiye and Sun Shichao were both assigned to the same day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. Wanting to keep each other company, they left early together, leaving only Tang Zhou and He Ziwei in the dorm.

He Ziwei was sitting up in bed watching a movie when a hand suddenly blocked the screen. A wave of body heat followed. Tang Zhou climbed up beside him and kissed him on the cheek with a loud “mwah.”

He Ziwei wiped the spit off his face and shoved him half-heartedly. “Move over. Aren’t you hot?”

Instead of moving away, Tang Zhou pulled him into his arms.

“Hey, didn’t we say we wouldn’t do this stuff in the dorm?” He Ziwei squirmed in his arms, cheeks warm. “We almost got caught on the balcony yesterday.”

“Then let them catch us.” Tang Zhou clearly enjoyed this kind of resistance. He only held him tighter and chased after his lips. “If they see, I’ll kiss you openly from now on.”

“You’re always like this—mmf…” He Ziwei’s half-annoyed complaint was swallowed by a kiss. Faced with Tang Zhou’s relentless attack, he surrendered instantly. By the time they broke apart, his cheeks were burning, his breathing messy, and his eyes shimmering with a wet shine. Tang Zhou nibbled at his ear and whispered, “Baby, I missed you. Did you miss me?”

“You’re just saying that. We see each other every day.” He Ziwei rested his head lazily on Tang Zhou’s shoulder, the tips of his ears quietly flushing pink.

“That’s why I miss you even more.” Tang Zhou’s hand had already slipped under his shirt. His waist was smooth and firm to the touch, a sight that drove Tang Zhou crazy when He Ziwei rode him. He slipped his hand down the back of He Ziwei’s pants and kneaded his perky ass, his voice low and tempting. “Every day I think about this sweet little mouth of yours.”

Tang Zhou was the type to turn into a pervert at the drop of a hat, and He Ziwei never had any way to stop him. A few dirty words and a few touches were enough to make his legs go soft. His body seemed to have grown used to Tang Zhou’s hands, catching fire the moment they touched. Every hardline principle he had was useless now. He gave in quickly, like always.

The room echoed now and then with muffled moans. The air grew heavier, and their clothes fell into disarray. He Ziwei’s pants were halfway off, exposing half of his smooth, pale ass. His T-shirt was pushed up to his shoulders. One of his nipples, swollen and flushed, was trapped between Tang Zhou’s lips.

Then the sound of the door opening hit like a thunderclap, snapping him straight back to reality.

Li Shiye stood frozen in the doorway, his expression stiff with disbelief, like he’d just walked into a dream and didn’t know how to wake up. Tang Zhou reacted instantly, yanking the blanket over He Ziwei in one smooth motion.

“It’s not… not what you think…” He Ziwei’s voice was barely louder than a mosquito’s. His face was full of panic, like he might cry at any moment.

Tang Zhou leaned in and kissed him gently. “Don’t be scared, baby.”

He Ziwei immediately buried his entire head under the blanket, curled up into a tight ball, and didn’t move at all. Like an ostrich trying to disappear.

“I—I just came back to grab something.” Li Shiye felt like he had stepped into a surreal dream. He had only come back for a USB drive, never expecting to walk in on a live sex scene in the dorm. His mind was already flooded with a barrage of ten thousand what the fucks, and for the first time in his life, he had absolutely no idea what to do. He could only maintain a stiff, awkward smile.

Tang Zhou had no intention of brushing it off politely. He nodded toward him and said, “It’s exactly what you saw. We’re together.”

“Ah, congrats… congratulations…” Li Shiye’s voice floated, his steps unsteady. As he left, his heart sank into despair. That scene had been way too intense. He was pretty sure he had just forgotten everything he memorized for the defense.

The briefly chaotic dorm room fell back into silence. The man in his arms still hadn’t moved, completely buried under the blanket. Tang Zhou pulled him out and held him close, coaxing him gently.

“It’s okay now, baby. I’m here.”

He Ziwei kept his head down, refusing to respond. Tang Zhou grabbed his hand and pressed it to his own face.

“Don’t be mad, baby. Hit me a few times if you want.”

He Ziwei yanked his hand back with all his strength. When he couldn’t break free, he finally looked up and glared at Tang Zhou, eyes rimmed red with tears.

“You’re always like this. So annoying.”

“I was wrong.” Tang Zhou stroked his cheek and gave him two kisses on the lips, then pulled out his final weapon.

“I love you, baby.”

He Ziwei bit his lower lip and stared at him, unable to say a single word.

Ever since their relationship had become an open secret in the dorm, the two of them had only grown more shameless. Li Shiye and Sun Shichao tried their best to ignore the two lovebirds curled up together in one bed, listening to music and whispering sweet nothings. They began to wonder if showing their humanitarian support for the gay community had been a mistake. At this level of clinginess, single men might as well start measuring their emotional damage in metric tons.

Sweet days always passed the fastest. The leaves turned deeper green in the sun. Summer arrived, and with it came graduation.

The graduation photo with over three hundred classmates was quite the sight. Tang Zhou dragged He Ziwei to stand in the back corner of the last row. Just as the camera was about to take the final shot, Tang Zhou turned his head and kissed He Ziwei on the cheek. Before he could even react, he heard him laughing softly by his ear.

“Happy graduation.”

Two suitcases, each a different color, stood side by side by the door. Two train tickets with neighboring seat numbers were tucked into their wallets. The apartment they had rented in advance in M City was about thirty minutes by car from both of their workplaces. It was a little over eighty square meters—not large, but warm and inviting. The south-facing balcony was perfect for growing flowers and greenery. In the evenings, they could take walks through the nearby park. And most of the time, they would probably be tangled together on that soft, wide bed.

Tang Zhou extended the suitcase handle with his left hand. His right hand reached out, palm open, in front of the man beside him.

“He Ziwei, will you come with me, not just now, but for whatever comes next?”

He Ziwei’s eyes sparkled as he smiled. He took hold of that dry, warm hand.

“I will.”

-The End-