“I know, I know. But don’t think I didn’t notice you didn’t even need to stretch yourself out first. Did you seriously shove a finger up your ass when you went into the bathroom earlier?”

Weiran snickered. “I knew Xingyu was leaving, so I wanted to skip some of the prep work.”

“You’re unbelievable.”

“Oh, like you’re any different.”

Xiaokai couldn’t really argue with that. He gently pushed Weiran off of him.

“What, you’re done already?”

“No, but Xingyu has a habit of forgetting something important, and I don’t want him coming back to find you sitting on my dick. Let’s go to the bedroom.”

Weiran grinned and jumped to his feet.

“Hey, don’t go running to the—” Xiaokai gave up when he saw Weiran wasn’t going to stop. He sighed, closed his pants, and bent to pick up Weiran’s discarded clothing. “Find the condoms while you’re in there!”

“Already?” Xingyu’s amused voice came from behind him, and Xiaokai cringed inwardly.

Play it cool. You’re not bothered at all.

He looked over his shoulder. Xingyu was leaning his shoulder against the hallway walls, a half-smile pulling at his lips. “What did you forget this time?”

“Some files that I signed this morning. I have to scan them and then file them at the office. The condoms are in the bathroom mirror, by the way.”

Xiaokai rolled his eyes. “I’m almost tempted to tell you to go in there and give him the surprise of his life.”

“Should I?”

“No. Too mean. Just get your files and go to work already.” Xiaokai turned to follow Weiran into the bedroom.

“Xiao-Xiao?”

“Hm?”

“I love you.”

Xiaokai paused. He looked back toward Xingyu, who was just watching him with this little smile on his face.

“I love you, and I’m proud of you.”