My Marriage To A Mute Alpha

When the door opened, hot steam of air came out slowly. Xiang blinked his eyes a few times to see it clearly. He could see the body but not the face. Xiang was looking from top to bottom slowly as he raised his head. Wearing a white towel around his waist, the sunlight being reflected by the drops of water on his body, having a body like heaven, Xiang was not ready to see the face.

He slowly raised his head. Hair and eyes as black as charcoal, water dripping from his hair, face as smooth as a pearl, Xiang already fell for him once, but he fell for him again. Suho was standing there, drying his hair with a towel and looking at Xiang with a piercing look in his eyes. Xiang was taken a back for a while. Suho came near him. Each step he took made Xiang to take a step back. He was trying so hard to cover his body full of marks with the blanket while trying to drag himself to the edge of the bed. Suho came closer and closer. Xiang couldn’t take a step back more than this. Suho was just a centimetre away from Xiang’s face.

Xiang could feel Suho’s breath hitting his cheeks. The drops of water hanging on the edge of each strand of Suho’s hair fell one by one on Xiang’s face, which made him to shudder constantly.

Xiang couldn’t take it anymore. He knew what he was going to do might be selfish and unreasonable. But he grabbed Suho by his neck and kissed him on his lips. Xiang might not remember the kiss or other things they did last night, but he knew that he drifted away in pleasure at that time. Even though Suho didn’t say anything, his small little touches made their bodies to communicate. Suho pushed Xiang down slowly, caressing him gently. Xiang didn’t know why Suho was being very reactive, but he knew that he had to be selfish at this moment as he may not get a chance any better than this. Xiang clasped Suho’s body with both his arms tightly, while Suho kissed away his tears. Every touch of Suho made him feel as if he was melting.

Suddenly, Suho started to make a weird sound. The sound of a car’s horn! Xiang didn’t know what was going on. He kept on making that sound. “Suho, why are you making that sound! What the heck is going on!” he asked while shaking him. He kept on making that noise….

Xiang suddenly woke up from his sleep. He looked around from top to bottom. He noticed that he was sitting inside a car. When he looked through the window, he saw a huge traffic. The car next to him was honking repeatedly. Now he knew what was going on. It was all just a dream.

“Stupid me! I should have realised that it was a dream when he kissed me!”.

Xiang then looked to his left side. Suho was sitting there, sleeping with his head back on the seat and his arms crossed. He looked so calm and composed while sleeping, not being disturbed by anything.

“Couldn’t the dream last a little longer” he said to himself while smirking.

He then recalled everything and knew that the thing he feared the most had happened. There was no going back. He knew that he had to confess everything and will have to give up on the plan before it had even started. But he was happy that Suho came to pick him up at twilight though he caused him such trouble on the phone.

Xiang suddenly noticed that a part of Suho’s hair was lying on his eyelids and took the initiative to move it aside. In a second, Suho woke up and grasped his arm…