"You need it to be strong to feel real." Meng Yao spoke more to himself than anything as he stood there, letting the water rain down on him for a few moments as the cogs in his head turned and finally, he could think. Nothing felt real unless it was intense, dramatic, like a BL. Like the shows he was so addicted to.

Moving away from Xue Yang, he turned around and placed a hand on Xue Yang's cheek, making the other look at him and bracing himself in case he hit him. "I want you to be mine. Only mine. I'll always be yours so it's only fair if you're mine too."