Chang Jia Han didn't know what wake him. He was in a beautiful dream. In the dream he found Birdy after 34 years. 34 years of pain and betrayal was forgiven. He silently cringe remembering his threats; "I will kill you if you stop now, Wang Po Te!"
Birdy shushed him, like a parent to their miscreant child.
Unacceptable!
Ching Jia Han raised his hand to hit him again but Birdy caught it. He tangle their fingers then guided him to the bed.
"I'm sorry for everything." A kiss on the forehead. "For my cowardice." A kiss on each eye. "For leaving." Another on the nose. "For hurting you." This time on each cheek. "For breaking my promise." He bit his lower lip."I would understand if you don't want to do this yet. I can woo you like a proper lover." Then finally the kiss landed on his lips.
They were like two men in the desert. Thirsty , hungry, and wanting. Like they found an oasis, quenching their thirst. Filling their hunger.
Birdy's lips were soft on his skin. His tongue igniting a forest fire on his body. Inch by inch consuming, erasing doubts in his mind. He sure will remember them after this but for now, he pulled Birdy's lips back to his.
He took Birdy's hand and guided him to the bed, not breaking their entwined tongues. The bed croaked with their combined weight.
Their lips parted, catching the much needed air. A thin sliver of clear liquid still connects them from where they separated. There's no turning back.
Chang Jia Han's hands tugged Birdy's shirt.
The sight in front of him: toned arms, a six-packed abs, broad chest with a sprinkle curly hairs, he already know how well endowed Birdy's ass and front from what he gathered earlier. Everything about this man screamed perfection.
He wanted to taste Birdy, take him in, breathe him, devour him like the Titan Cronus did to his children. He placed feathery touches on Birdy's neck down to his chest.
A moan. Chang Jia Han was not sure if it was his or Birdy's. Another lick, this time narrowly missing his nipples. Teasing. "Please," Birdy beg. When he finally imprison one hard nub, sucked and pinched the other, Wang Po Te lost it.
***
He writhed under Chang Jia Han. Gasping and moaning, begging the other man to stop and not stop, to give more and take everything. He was lost under the ecstacy of Chang Jia Han's touch. He was dying. His spirit separating from his body. "A'Han, please." Another plea. He's loosing his mind. A'Han's mouth just left his abs and tread dangerously near his d*ck.
***
Chang Jia Han stared at Birdy's member. It's gorgeous. It jerk on his own just by the touch of his breath. Creamy fluids ooze from his tiny slit. He dipped his face closer, he smelled of musk, sweat and detergent.
"A-a-a'Han.You----" and everything went white. A tapering flame touched the sensitive head of Birdy's c*ck followed by gentle tugging of its length.
Birdy yank A'Han's hair, pulling him up. As much as he love the feel of Chang Jia Han's mouth on his, he doesn't want to it end soon. (537 words and you're not yet done?🤣)
"Chang Jia Han I will come if--- Pop!" A'Han released his head and beam at him.
It was a short reprieve for A' Han moved again, tracing the path he passed earlier. This time leaving red marks.
"Where did you learn that?" He asked breathless.
"I've got 30 years of practice." (No shit?!)
A shadow cast on Birdy's eyes and Chang Jia Han caught it. Another slap, this time it was softer. "Were you not listening earlier? No one. Not one in 30 years. It's just me and my hand, Books and---" He smiled shyly. "Porn and pictures Of you."
"You'll be the death of me." Birdy responded. He embraced the other man tighter. His warmth spreading all over him. "Wo Ai ni." He whispered.
****** A year later*****
"Wo Ai ni"
"Wo Ai ni."
" I hope you are dreaming of me," a voice said in his dream.
Chang Jia Han opened his eyes and look at the man beside him. Long lashes framed his sleepy eyes. His curly, shoulder length hair looks like a bird's nest. He reached out and buried his fingers in its softness.
"Goodmorning, BaoBao." God. He can't believe that this man is his. Birdy planted a soft kiss on his temple.
Its been a year.
He thought at first that the love he felt would banish after sometime. Like a kid who got what he wanted after wanting for a long time. The thing about Birdy is that he was still the boy 35 years ago. Nothing much change, like they just pause everything which made his feelings stronger.
One thing that frustrates him is his refusal to bed. They would cuddle, kiss and make out. If he becomes greedy, A' Han would also jerk him but never make love.
It's a challenge to break the man and make him heed. Despite all the cajoling and teasing he would stand his ground. No sex, not until they were sure and ready.
This make the first few months of their relationship as rocky as a roller coaster. There would be time he loose his own cool and accuse Birdy things.
And Wang Po Te, Birdy, would patiently explain why he wants to wait. He doesn't want to take him when it seems that their puzzles are just coming together. I don't want to take something from you and give nothing in return.
Which he argued that it was his to give. But still.
He looked at the led light beside his bed. It's 3 am. He sneaked again in the middle of the night. "What time did you come?" He sleepily asked.
"11. You slept early." He responded.
"Hmm. I finished work early. Have you even slept?" He traced his fingers on the bags under his eyes. "What's wrong?"
"Do you have to work today?"
Chang Jian raised an eyebrow in question. There is something off with Birdy today. He was fidgeting more than normal.
"What is it Baobao? If you want to spend the day with me, I can call lazy."
"I just want to take you out. We've been busy this past months."
"At 3 am?"
"I'll be a long drive. I made you coffee and breakfast. If you want to eat first." He said, smiling.
And he smiled back.
How many good karmas did he accumulate to have such man?
*****
Birdy said that they will reach the place in roughly an hour and a half.
We parked at the docks and he bought two tickets. I know where we are going. And this make me nervous too. Birdy refused to tell me or talk for that matter.
*****
Neither spoke. Chang Jia han's gut clenches hard.
After disembarking the small ship, they walked the trail to the beach.
The place changed a lot over the years. Its not isolated anymore give the fact that tourists loiter the beach.
Birdy choose the farthest from people and laid the blanket. He emptied the basket which he packed with dumplings, bread, assorted of fruits, bottles of water and a thermos of coffee.
His heart constrict watching the domesticity of the scene. It's almost perfect. If they can just make everyone accept them.
A gentle tug pulled him from his thoughts. Birdy imprison him in his arms, pressing his lips on A' Han's temple. They watched the sky loose its darkness and welcome the first peeks of light.
Chang Jia Han felt the subtle tremors on Birdy's body. He needs to know what he's up to for them to enjoy the day.
"Wang Po Te, if you don't tell me what's bothering you, I swear, I will bury you in the sands, He threatened half-hearted.
"I--" Birdy avoided A'Han's eyes. The horizon now a shade of yellow and orange, gave warmth to Birdy's heart. This is now or never. He released A'Han and pulled his phone and played a familiar melody.
In this world
There's a little bit of hope
There's a little bit of disappointment
I often see this world this way
Birdy's voice is an octave lower than his speaking voice. Its like the cold wind blowing from the sea, sending chills on his spine. He wants to jump Birdy and get this over and done but he held on.
In this world
There's a little bit of joy
There's a little bit of sorrow
No one can avoid them
Our world is really not as bad as you describe
You really shouldn't lament
He gasped when Birdy gave his dimpled smile. There was still fear in his eyes but that can't compare to what he feels. His intestines were like tied in a knot making bile to rise up. Why does he have a feeling that Birdy is saying goodbye.
"Birdy," pain apparent in his voice. "Stop. I won't let you go!"
But he didn't stop. Instead he pulled something in his pocket.
It was a small box.
With a red ribbon tied to it.
He flip the box open and there rested a ring.
It was black and other kaleidoscope of colors.
Like the horizon they were watching earlier.
Birdy picked the ring from its cradle.
"May I?" He asked huskily.
He didn't answer but held out his hand. Birdy slowly slipped the ring at his ring finger.
"Will you marry me?"
And he, Chang Jia Han gave the most beautiful smile....
With your care and all the love
Bring some beautiful colors to this world
----THE END----
A/N
Yay! Tapos na. I'm done!! But not really. I still have some extras to write..
I would like to thank everyone who read and voted. These mean a lot to me. I know that I didn't give justice to Birdy and A'Han's reunion and forgive me.
I didn't know that my introvert tendencies is also the same with the voices in my head😅