Jiang Cheng lay on the bed, tilted his head and hugged a pillow, his eyes half-closed, while Gu Fei lay next to him in the same position, also tilting his head but hugging a small blanket instead of a pillow.  

"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei looked at him.  

"Hmm," Jiang Cheng responded.

"Let's go buy another pillow," Gu Fei said.

"Why?" Jiang Cheng asked. Then he smiled and said, "So Pan Zhi can use it when he's here?"

"You're pretty good, top tudent," Gu Fei tsked. "Haven't been f*cked into behaving properly yet?"

"Want to go another 300 rounds to determine the winner?" Jiang Cheng tsked back and turned his head to face the wall.

"Does it hurt?" Gu Fei reached over and stroked his back.

"...It's okay," Jiang Cheng closed his eyes and considered for a moment before answering.  

To be honest, human skin can thicken infinitely, it seems. In just 24 hours, he and Gu Fei could shamelessly communicate openly about such matters.

"Should I give you a piggyback to the bath?" Gu Fei asked with a smile.

"You'll get what's coming if you remain so cocky," Jiang Cheng didn't move and just lay there. "Next time I won't let you off so easily..."

Jiang Cheng turned his head back. "Hey, Gu Fei, I have a question. You have to answer honestly."

"Okay, ask away." Gu Fei squeezed closer, pressing his arm against Jiang Cheng's arm.  

Jiang Cheng poked his nose. "You bastard, this wasn't your first time, was it?"

"Hmm?" Gu Fei was taken aback.

"Be honest. I won't make trouble for you," Jiang Cheng smiled benevolently with bared teeth.

"No," Gu Fei laughed after collecting himself. "What makes you think that?"

"You lasted longer than me," Jiang Cheng stared at him, still baring his teeth in a smile. "Your techniques were so skilled and refined, and you held back so well. Care to share your experience?"

"Pfft," Gu Fei looked at him and laughed for a long time. "I was a complete virgin, I swear."

"I was the virgin," Jiang Cheng said.

"I never doubted you," Gu Fei said.

"Of course not. My performance made that obvious," Jiang Cheng realized he actually felt no shame admitting his lack of experience. His skin really had thickened immensely.

"That notebook of yours," Gu Fei rolled over, pushing the small blanket back to use it as a pillow. "Did you even read it yourself?"

"Oh, that," Jiang Cheng laughed. "Don't mention that damn thing."  

"Do you remember the contents?" Gu Fei continued, stroking his back.

"Fuck," Jiang Cheng felt a bit helpless. "I don't need to remember. I remember everything I've taken notes on."

That's right, he remembered it all.

It's just that some things are harder in practice. They can be affected by emotions, physical state, and... oh fuck it. He just couldn't hold back.

"I see. A top student like you would remember it of course. Even us losers could remember it after reading it a few times," Gu Fei said with a smile. "But top students just don't have enough patience. You looked like you wanted to shoot all over my face..."

"Shut up," Jiang Cheng pointed at him. "Gu Fei, shut your mouth."

Gu Fei slid down and flipped over to lie half on top of him, kissing him.

They both took the kiss very seriously. Although it lacked that, it contained many other things - stability, relaxation, comfort, laziness...

"Are you showering?" Jiang Cheng asked after they parted.

"If you're uncomfortable, you can go first," Gu Fei sat up and reached for the cigarettes Jiang Cheng had left on the desk nearby. He took one and stuck it in his mouth. "I'll go later."

"You need to stop that," Jiang Cheng snatched the cigarette from his mouth. "Why do you get to smoke after every time?"

"It's just one cigarette," Gu Fei said. "No special meaning. Just an ordinary cigarette."

"No more smoking for you tonight," Jiang Cheng got out of bed without sitting up first. He didn't see any embarrassing items on the floor - Gu Fei must have cleaned up at some point. "I'll shower first."

"How come you get to shower first every time?" Gu Fei asked.

"Because I'm one month older than you," Jiang Cheng grabbed some clothes and shuffled to the bathroom in slippers.

On his way through the living room to the bathroom, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and whipped his head around to look at the window. His neck nearly spun a full 200 degrees.

Seeing the tightly shut curtains, he breathed a sigh of relief and braced himself against the bathroom doorframe.

He'd climaxed half an hour ago before remembering this important detail. All the blood must have drained from his brain down below...

As the hot water enveloped his body, he didn't know if it was from the blood flow returning or recalling the details, but his mind grew muddled. All the earlier details came rushing back - Gu Fei pushing him onto the desk, then dragging him to the bed... what a scene that was!

His too-functional brain really gave him a headache sometimes. Every subtle physical and psychological sensation was etched clearly in his memory. They all surged forth now, flooding his vision. Even his thick skin couldn't withstand it for a moment, and his face felt hotter than the water flowing over it.

These feelings... Speaking of feelings... He suddenly felt a little bad. He felt awful for Gu Fei. Gu Fei had prepared thoroughly like an old rogue today, yet he still felt uncomfortable now. How did Gu Fei feel after his rough ravishing last night?

He even had the nerve to ask if it felt good!

Shameless!

As if it felt good!

Ah, fuck.

After showering, they lay back in bed. Jiang Cheng checked the time on his phone and got a shock. They didn't seem to have done much - just done a little something, chatted lazily in bed for a bit - yet it was already past midnight.

Revelry every night, no wonder the king misses court in the morning.

"Let's sleep," Gu Fei turned off the lights and pulled him close, draping a leg over him. "We have a photoshoot tomorrow morning and need to take Er Miao to therapy in the afternoon."

"So busy," Jiang Cheng closed his eyes.

"And we need to find time to buy a pillow," Gu Fei still remembered the pillow, despite using the small blanket as one now. "One of those long body pillows, big enough for two."

"Mm," Jiang Cheng murmured in agreement.

"Pan Zhi is coming over so you probably don't have time for the photoshoot, right? Should I ask them to reschedule those two days?" Gu Fei asked.

"No need," Jiang Cheng liked listening to Gu Fei's soft whispers so close to his ear. It felt nice, like electricity running through him, making him a bit dizzy. "We don't have anywhere to go. He can come along to watch."

"Alright," Gu Fei kissed his earlobe. "I calculated it the other day. We can finish shooting before I start tutoring. We'll get quite a bit of money."

"If I hadn't met you," Jiang Cheng nuzzled Gu Fei's nose, "I'd probably be starving and destitute right now."

"Not that bad," Gu Fei laughed. "I could still find odd jobs. Just less money probably."

Jiang Cheng laughed softly.

He didn't remember what else Gu Fei said or what he said in return. He just listened hazily to Gu Fei's voice as drowsiness overtook him, and fell asleep feeling secure.

Extremely secure.

When Gu Fei's phone rang, they were still sleeping like logs. Gu Fei got up to grab his phone. Only then did Jiang Cheng realize the bastard had been sleeping on his arm, and his whole arm was now numb.

"Hello?" Gu Fei answered the call. "I'm... What time is it now? Ten thirty? Fuck... I overslept, sorry... Yeah, I can be there in thirty minutes. The model probably overslept too..."

Gu Fei glanced at him and Jiang Cheng realized it was the photoshoot calling about their no-show. He hurriedly sat up, but as soon as he moved, his inner thighs felt so sore it was like he'd run ten kilometers the day before. He nearly cried out.

"Okay, apologies Boss Luo," Gu Fei hung up. "Fuck, it's ten thirty. What happened to your top student biological clock..."

Before Gu Fei finished speaking, Jiang Cheng flopped back on the pillow. "Ah...my legs."

"What's wrong?" Gu Fei got a shock and ripped the small towel off to check him over. Seeing nothing wrong, he looked at Jiang Cheng puzzled. "Did I snap your legs in two?"

"Fuck off!" Jiang Cheng glared at him, then laughed for a good while, all the while massaging his legs. "Why the fuck are my thighs so sore?"

"Because..." Gu Fei reached over to massage his inner thighs. "Well...that position."

"I fucking know it's because of that position!" Gu Fei's words immediately conjured up images of him whimpering face down on the bed last night. Jiang Cheng felt a flash of embarrassment. "I'm asking why they're sore. I can play three games of basketball a day and my legs won't get sore."

Gu Fei just looked at him silently.

"What're you looking at? Say what you want to say," Jiang Cheng looked back at him.

"Because playing basketball doesn't use your inner thigh muscles continuously like that," Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng opened and closed his mouth, at a complete loss how to respond.

"Kneeling with your legs spread so far apart like that..." Gu Fei continued. "It really strains the inner thighs a lot. And then I got on top of you too..."

"Okay, enough," Jiang Cheng put up a hand. "Stop explaining and describing. I got it."

Gu Fei got out of bed and started putting his pants on, laughing at him.

"Hey," Jiang Cheng pointed at him. "Gu Fei, get over here."

"I'm sorry, Brother Cheng, I'm sorry" Gu Fei retreated two steps. "I won't laugh anymore."

"Too late," Jiang Cheng said. "Come over here and fight me."

"Let's fight after your legs stop being sore," Gu Fei held back his laughter. "Even if I tie my hands and feet and give in to you, you can't beat me now."

Jiang Cheng laughed too. "With your hands and feet tied up how will you even..."

"Use this," Gu Fei didn't let him finish, just gestured at his crotch and then dashed out.

"Gu Fei, you f*cking asshole!" Jiang Cheng yelled after him.

"Come f*ck me then!" Gu Fei shouted back from the bathroom.

"You motherfu..." Jiang Cheng said halfway and trailed off, then laughed to himself for a while.

When he entered the bathroom, Gu Fei was brushing his teeth facing the mirror.

"This youth," Jiang Cheng went up behind him and embraced his waist, staring at their reflection together.

"Morning, Brother Cheng," Gu Fei mumbled indistinctly.

"I've realized you really are an asshole begging to be fucked," Jiang Cheng reached up and ruffled his tousled hair.

"Only for you," Gu Fei spit out the toothpaste foam and turned to face him, hands resting on Jiang Cheng's waist. "Brother Cheng, we need to hurry. Thirty minutes to get there."

"Mm," Jiang Cheng grabbed his toothbrush and saw Gu Fei had already squeezed toothpaste on. He smiled and took a step back, groping Gu Fei's butt. "Hey, Gu Fei."

"Hmm?" Gu Fei was bent over washing his face but still responded.

Jiang Cheng pulled his pants down a bit, then pressed against him gently. "You...still uncomfortable?"

"Better now," Gu Fei looked back at him. "Don't tell me you want to go for it now? We don't have time, Brother Cheng."

Jiang Cheng laughed and pulled his pants back up properly. "No, just wanted to make a reservation for when you're not sore anymore."

"Trying to make amends and do it by the notebook?" Gu Fei dried his face and turned to face him, hands on Jiang Cheng's waist.

"Don't mention that damn notebook anymore!" Jiang Cheng said with a mouthful of foam. "Where'd you put it? Burn it quick. No, I'll burn it myself."

"Why burn it? Your name's not on it," Gu Fei laughed.

"Mainly because my handwriting," Jiang Cheng leaned on Gu Fei to spit out the foam over his shoulder, "is embarrassingly ugly. Sometimes I think no one else could possibly have uglier handwriting, so anyone would recognize it as mine."

"Okay," Gu Fei laughed hard. "Let's burn it then."

"Mm, good boy," Jiang Cheng patted his back. "Move, your brother needs to wash his face."

Gu Fei shifted aside to lean against the wall watching him.

"What's the shoot today anyway?" Jiang Cheng washed his face while asking. "Why's some boss personally calling to hurry us along?"

"I call everyone boss. It's outdoors today, a pretty big tennis club. They opened a branch here and want promo shots," Gu Fei explained while dialing on his phone. "You actually don't have a big role, no makeup needed either."

"Oh," Jiang Cheng nodded. "What if I don't know how to play tennis?"

"No problem. Just pose for some shots, not action ones," Gu Fei smiled. "Don't worry about it."

"What if students show up and want lessons from the handsome coach in the photos?" Jiang Cheng joked.

"That coach is at headquarters, too far to come," Gu Fei replied.

"Tch," Jiang Cheng laughed and shook the water from his face, then scrubbed it dry with a towel. "Alright, let's go."

When they arrived at the tennis club, Jiang Cheng read the sign. "Zhan Fei? They have a branch near my hometown. Some schoolmates trained there too."

"Oh?" Gu Fei just smiled.

"A branch all the way out here already, huh," Jiang Cheng sighed. Seeing something so familiar from home here gave him complicated feelings.

The club wasn't open yet, but there were many people on the courts, probably coaches or internal trainees. Two courts had photoshoots going on too.

"They're already shooting? Did you being late make them switch photographers?" Jiang Cheng was surprised.

"Impossible," Gu Fei laughed and dialed while explaining, "Lots of stuff to shoot, can't expect one photographer to do it all. Promo videos too, I think."

Gu Fei's call ended and someone emerged from the back office. "Xiao Gu, right?"  

"Yes," Gu Fei turned around. "Boss Luo?"

"Luo Yi Yang," the man shook both their hands. "Just my name is fine, no need to be so formal. Thanks for coming today. I'll get someone to direct the shoot, she'll explain the details."

"Alright." Gu Fei nodded.

"This is the model?" Luo Yi Yang looked Jiang Cheng over. "Very handsome, very handsome. Athletic type... Actually our coaches could model too, just not as handsome. Our head coach is quite good looking but I can't invite him here...Xiao Tang! Come here a moment!"

The girl named Xiao Tang ran over. After Luo Yi Yang gave her instructions, he left.

Xiao Tang explained the shoot requirements to Gu Fei. Meanwhile, Jiang Cheng went to look at the promotional display case, filled with accolades, coach profiles and photos.

Head Coach, Bian Nan.

Jiang Cheng looked him over. Probably the handsome head coach Boss Luo had mentioned. Not bad.

"Let's go," Gu Fei came over. "Change first. Some shots playing on court, then posing with racquets. Simple."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded.

"You'll be fine making big movements, right?" Gu Fei moved closer and asked softly by his ear.

"...Fuck," Jiang Cheng nearly reflexively reached back to touch his own butt after Gu Fei's words. "No problem, just don't make me run."

After following Xiao Tang to an empty court, Jiang Cheng took a set of the club's clothes to change into. Gu Fei prepared his equipment outside, while his part-time assistant Nini, who usually helped on shoots, was stuck in traffic but would arrive in about ten minutes.

He had no assistant, usually when he needed help he'd call Nini, she could handle the makeup too.

However, there was no need for makeup today. Jiang Cheng just needed to change into a couple outfits from the club... Gu Fei's hand paused. What did the tennis club uniforms look like?

He glanced back at the people wearing tennis clothes playing tennis on the courts behind him. The pants were still ok - although not as loose as basketball shorts, at least Jiang Cheng's leg bites wouldn't show.  

Just as he was about to turn his head back to continue working on the camera, he saw Tan Lin walking over from the side of the tennis court.

He frowned slightly, and didn't greet him, just lowered his head and started brushing the lens with a brush.

"Gu Fei," Tan Lin called out to him from behind.  

"Brother Lin," he didn't turn his head, and picked up another lens to continue brushing.

"I didn't come over on purpose - I brought a model today, and when I saw you I came to say hi," Tan Lin said.

"Mm," Gu Fei responded.

"You're still here with your classmate today?" Tan Lin sat down on a chair next to him.

"Didn't you just come to say hi?" Gu Fei turned to look at him.

"No," Tan Lin sighed, "we can chat a bit casually, don't need to be so impatient right?"

Gu Fei didn't say anything.

"Gu Fei," Tan Lin looked at him, "Let me formally apologize again, I really didn't know..."

"Let's not talk about this anymore Brother Lin," Gu Fei interrupted him, "I'm very busy today."

Tan Lin sighed again but didn't say anything else.  

"Also, you don't need to apologize. That incident wasn't because of you in the first place," Gu Fei looked at him, "But you, and Xiao Bing, I lump you two together. You know what my attitude is towards him, and even though you're not as bad, I don't have anything to chat with you about either. Next time we see each other, don't come over to say hi again."

"Don't you think I'm a victim too?" Tan Lin stood up, "Back then I really liked you, and didn't have any other intentions, I didn't know he would..."

"You have ten seconds," Gu Fei looked at him, his voice turning cold.

Tan Lin hesitated, looked back at him, and turned to leave when Gu Fei counted to eight in his head.

Gu Fei frowned and put down the camera.

Seeing Tan Lin didn't affect his mood too much, but the things he were reminded of when seeing Tan Lin weren't very pleasant.

It had been a pretty long time, and when Gu Fei thought about this incident now he didn't feel the intense disgust like at the beginning. Just the confusion and panic he felt when being suddenly cut open without any defenses - he still remembered it clearly...

Jiang Cheng came out after changing, waving at him.  

Gu Fei smiled. He didn't know what Jiang Cheng felt every time he saw him, but the instant he saw Jiang Cheng, all of the unhappiness and low mood would vanish instantly.

Jiang Cheng's smile - he quickly snapped two pictures of Jiang Cheng with the camera. No matter how many he collected, it didn't feel like enough.

Author's note: Continued tomorrow.  

Happy Valentine's Day ⊙▽⊙. The black fur monster who was being rude yesterday has been washed away by the author 「_「.