Yao had been sleeping when he felt his bed dip. Generally a light sleeper, Yao was awake within seconds, although only half-awake.
Yao turned around to see a head of blonde hair disappear under his blanket. It was dark, but the hair on the head was unmistakably blonde. "Arthur?" he mumbled.
The blonde-haired head reappeared from under the blankets. "Oh, hi Yao," Arthur didn't even sound repentant.
"What are you doing, aru?" asked Yao sleepily.
Arthur shrugged and wrapped his arms around Yao. "I was lonely. And cold," he explained. "So I decided to join you."
"Cold? Really? Isn't the heater on, aru?"
"Yes," Arthur replied sheepishly. "And no, I'm not really cold. I just wanted an excuse to do this," as he said that, he snuggled into Yao's body, wrapping his arms around Yao's smaller body.
Yao rolled his eyes. He thanked God it was dark and Arthur could not see his cheeks colouring. "Sap," Yao muttered warmheartedly. He encircled his arms around Arthur's body.
It was not long before the couple was asleep, limbs entwined around each other.
Several weeks ago, Yao began volunteering at a homeless shelter. He thought he should make good use of his time since he had nothing to do in Arthur's house anyway. Although Yao didn't earn anything, he was glad that he was helping people. It may have been his intrinsic nature as an angel to want to help others, but he felt good about the job.
Yao worked in the mornings till late afternoon, and he would help to serve lunch to the homeless people. Then, he could still be back to rest and prepare dinner for Arthur – his favourite pastime. Yao thought it was an excellent arrangement.
One evening, Yao was so tired from working that he fell asleep on the sofa right after cooking dinner.
When Arthur came home, the lights were not turned on and it was rather dim. Arthur groped around for the switch, and when the lights finally illuminated the room, he caught sight of Yao passed out on the sofa, curled into a foetal position.
Smiling affectionately at the sleeping figure, Arthur made his way towards him and gently shook him. "Yao, are you hungry?"
Yao opened an eye. As soon as he saw Arthur, he sat up. "I'm sorry, aru!" he cried. "I was just taking a nap…"
Arthur laughed. "It's okay – you're allowed to sleep, you know – this is also your home," he told Yao, kissing him lightly on the forehead. "So, are you hungry?"
Yao's eyes widened when Arthur said that his home was also Yao's. Did that mean they were sort of married now? Yao shook his head – he shouldn't keep his hopes up! Nevertheless, Yao grinned at Arthur. "Not really," he replied. "But I can still eat, aru."
"Great!" Arthur exclaimed as he stood up and clapped his hands together. "Why don't you go wash up and I'll set the table?"
"Okay," replied Yao as he made his way to his room to freshen up. When he got to his room, he found a chocolate Hershey's Kiss on his pillow with a note attached to it. Curious, Yao walked towards his bed and took the chocolate along with the note. He opened the note and began reading.
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away
Yao giggled softly. It was so cheesy, yet so Arthur to do something like that. Yao placed the chocolate Kiss on the side table and entered the bathroom to wash his face.
When Yao was done and went into the dining hall for dinner, the delicious aroma of lemon chicken wafted through his senses. Arthur had just finished setting the table and was sitting at the dining table, looking expectantly at Yao.
Yao grinned at his lover. "I saw the chocolate you left for me, aru," he told Arthur.
"Oh, that?" Arthur's eyes lit up. "I had totally forgotten about that…" he smiled sheepishly. "It was just a little something I thought would make you smile."
Yao embraced Arthur from the back and pecked him gently on the cheek. "It did," he told Arthur. "Thanks."
Arthur turned around and smiled gently at Yao. "I'm glad it made you happy."