"What the hell is wrong with you-" Jiang Xun tilted his face up, the tip of his nose brushing Shen Wangjing's chin, and swallowed the rest of his words.
The look in Shen Wangjing's eyes was frighteningly intense.
"Jiang Xun," he said, his voice terribly hoarse. "You said it."
"S-said what?"
"I'll remember it." Shen Wangjing cut him off, his lips pressed against the curve of his ear, every word carrying a burning breath. "You have to keep your word."
Jiang Xun's knees went weak for a moment. His fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of Shen Wangjing's school uniform, crumpling the fabric in his palm.
He opened his mouth, wanting to regain the upper hand, but Shen Wangjing's breath fell just behind his ear, heavy and rapid, nothing like the steady, cool man of few words he usually was.
"...Shen Wangjing, let go. It's boiling."
"No."
"You fucking-" Jiang Xun bumped his forehead against his chest. "Don't hold me so tight. You're going to squeeze out all the Coke I just drank."
Shen Wangjing didn't loosen his grip. Instead, he rested his chin on top of Jiang Xun's head, his voice vibrating through his chest. "Jiang Xun, look at me."
"What for? What's so great about looking at you-"
"Look at me."
Jiang Xun reluctantly lifted his head and glared fiercely at him, but those eyes, red at the corners, weren't intimidating at all. They shimmered with moisture, like a kitten bullied mercilessly but still stubbornly trying to bite.
Shen Wangjing freed one hand and caught his chin, brushing his thumb over the moisture at the corner of his mouth.
"You just said you wanted to be with me forever." He spoke very slowly, enunciating every word. "Once I set my mind on something, I don't budge. I don't take