Brother, you smell good - 70

 

| BYSG | Body Wash | 70

Cheng Mofei’s throat felt dry, and his heart sank heavily.

The person on his back suddenly shivered, pulling him even tighter. A rush of warm breath brushed against his ear.

“Cold.”

Right. The area outside the room was open, without any heating. While the steam from the nearby hot spring provided some warmth, it wasn’t enough. They were only wearing swim trunks and bathrobes, so it was easy to catch a chill.

Cheng Mofei had no choice but to quicken his pace and head toward the hotel, wanting to get Shen Yu inside before he got too cold.

Fortunately, the hotel was directly connected to the hot spring, so it didn’t take long to get there.

Their room was on the first floor, and it came with its own private hot spring. They could soak again once they returned.

But Cheng Mofei no longer had any desire to continue soaking.

He carefully placed Shen Yu on the couch, then made a call to the front desk, asking them to bring disposable underwear and the clothes they had changed out of earlier.

While waiting, Shen Yu half-reclined on the couch, his eyes half-lidded, on the verge of sleep but not quite there yet.

His legs were casually stretched out, and the bathrobe, already not very long, revealed his slender, evenly shaped calves. The skin on his knees had a faint pink hue, though thankfully, he was still wearing swim trunks, which covered part of his thighs.

Cheng Mofei felt the jealousy in his chest continue to fester. He thought about probing further, but then quickly realized he’d be digging himself into a deeper hole.

He definitely didn’t have any masochistic tendencies.

After thinking it through, Cheng Mofei decided to ask something related to himself, to gauge his chances.

He poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Shen Yu. Shen Yu opened his eyes, took it hesitantly, and took a sip.

Seizing the moment, Cheng Mofei asked, “Who’s your best friend?”

Shen Yu blinked, his mind working a little slower than usual, but after a few seconds, he gave a straightforward answer.

“Xiang Zi.”

No surprises there—he had never considered Cheng Mofei as his brother, while that wild man had been his friend for many years. Their friendship was the deepest, so naturally, he was the one Shen Yu considered his best brother.

Cheng Mofei: ...

So in matters of love, he couldn't compare. And in terms of friendship, he couldn't even match up there either.

Cheng Mofei was seriously about to lose it.

Fortunately, the front desk knocked just in time, offering him a distraction, or else he might have exploded right then and there.

After receiving the clothes from the front desk, Cheng Mofei turned back to find Shen Yu struggling to fight off sleep.

"Change your clothes before you sleep," Cheng Mofei said, pulling out the disposable underwear and innerwear.

Shen Yu reluctantly got up, murmuring that he wanted to take a shower.

Cheng Mofei's Adam's apple bobbed.

Logically speaking, after soaking in the hot spring, it’s better to rinse off with fresh water; it feels much more comfortable.

But Shen Yu was drunk, and he would definitely need his help to take a proper shower.

He had considered taking advantage of Shen Yu being drunk tonight, but he had already gained enough tonight. Pushing it further would be disrespectful to Shen Yu.

If… if Shen Yu truly didn’t feel anything for him, yet he still intentionally guided him to take a shower together while knowing that Shen Yu was gay, and seeing and touching some private areas.

How was that any different from molesting or sexual harassment?

It's inevitable for dark thoughts to arise in one’s heart. That night’s dream and the bathroom incident were vivid examples, but those were just his personal experiences and wouldn’t bring any substantial negative effects to Shen Yu.

"How about we shower after we wake up tomorrow?" Cheng Mofei struggled to control the desire in his heart, picking up a dry towel to wipe the ends of Shen Yu’s hair that had gotten a little wet from the hot spring.

The gesture was ambiguous and gentle, with the distance between them almost nonexistent.

Shen Yu’s neck and the back of his head were wiped comfortably, and he instinctively squinted his eyes, like a small animal, and stubbornly said, "Shower before bed... smells nice."

He liked to use orange-scented body wash before sleeping with Cheng Mofei, because then Cheng Mofei would act like a cat with catnip, constantly sniffing him, which was incredibly precious to him.

Unable to resist the drunk Shen Yu, and his emotional defenses already weak, Cheng Mofei eventually agreed.

But it wasn’t because he had led him on... it was because Shen Yu asked for it himself...

He couldn’t just let a drunk Shen Yu shower alone, could he? What if something happened in the bathroom?

Anyway, it wasn’t the first time they had showered together.

He would try his best to avoid touching places he shouldn’t.

As they walked into the bathroom, Shen Yu instinctively looked at the shelf, squinting and searching around on it, looking a little anxious.

Cheng Mofei walked over and asked, "What’s wrong? What are you looking for?"

Shen Yu furrowed his brows, confused, and said, "There’s no orange-scented body wash."

Cheng Mofei’s heart sank, and suddenly a particularly bad guess formed in his mind. He instinctively replied, "This is a hotel, not a dorm room. Of course, there’s no orange-scented body wash."

Shen Yu pursed his lips upon hearing this, turned around, and decisively said, "I’m not showering."

Cheng Mofei hurriedly followed him, holding the clean clothes in his arms, and nervously voiced his suspicion, "Does Xiao Chengzi like the orange-scented body wash?"

Shen Yu naturally mumbled an "mm" sound, exhausted to the point of almost falling asleep, and walked straight toward the bed, clearly intending to lie down and sleep.

Cheng Mofei quickly scooped him up and placed him on the sofa, his face serious as he helped him change into dry clothes.

Changing his underwear should have been a very intimate and embarrassing thing. 

Normally, Cheng Mofei’s ears would have been burning red by now, but at this moment, he felt as cold as an unmoving glacier, his expression as dark as could be.

Fortunately, Shen Yu was drunk, and with Cheng Mofei taking care of him, he was hazy and confused, not paying attention to anything that was happening.

After changing his clothes, Cheng Mofei picked him up horizontally, placed him on the bed, tucked him in, and then turned to go to the bathroom.

The shower came down in a rush.

Cheng Mofei kept his eyes tightly shut, feeling the hot water enveloping his body, his mood soured to the extreme.

On the first day of school, he had smelled the sweet orange scent on Shen Yu. After learning that it came from the body wash, he immediately bought the same one and had been using it until today.

He thought it was a sign that he and Shen Yu were meant to be, but it turned out that it was Shen Yu and that other man who had a connection.

He had been using that body wash for so long, and it was the scent that man liked…

How laughable.

Cheng Mofei raised his hand and wiped the water from his face.

Sourness, anger, unwillingness, jealousy, and other emotions intertwined and constricted around him, making it hard to breathe in the stifling bathroom.

He didn’t dare stay too long, afraid he might suffocate, so he hastily dried his body, blew his hair dry, changed clothes, and left the bathroom.

Shen Yu was fast asleep, maintaining the same position, quiet and obedient.

Cheng Mofei couldn’t help but walk softly, coming to the bedside. He stared at Shen Yu's beautiful sleeping face, transfixed for a long while.

The large room was completely silent.

For a moment, all his emotions disappeared, and all that remained in his heart and eyes was the person sleeping in front of him. His heartbeat gradually slowed down, matching the rhythm of Shen Yu’s breathing.

In the quiet, Cheng Mofei suddenly gathered his courage and leaned down, placing a light kiss on the sleeping person’s soft cheek, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

Earlier, in the cinema, Shen Yu had kissed his cheek, and out of both emotion and reason, he should return the gesture.

After all, it was just a kiss on the cheek, not the lips, so it wasn’t too forward.

The redness on Shen Yu’s cheek hadn’t completely faded, and it was soft and warm. When he kissed it, his nose inevitably brushed against the skin gently.

After the kiss, Cheng Mofei felt a little better.

Only Shen Yu could successfully soothe him.

He gently lay down in the bed, turned off the light, but couldn’t sleep at all. His mind was in turmoil.

When they get back, he would throw away that body wash…

He would never use any products from that brand again.

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