Chapter 162 - Friends ONLY

Jin walked over and quickly interceded the conversation. He spoke about being happy that his cousin was able to join him today and they could see cute images of Ping Ping on his social handles. Signing off with love fingers, Jin stared at Ping Ping who stared at him.

“Ah Jin. I am bottom right?” Ping questioned and Jin covered his mouth for a moment as he tried to think of a good way to put it.

“Well,” Jin cleared his throat, “Think of it as… the more emotional ones are bottom and the manlier ones are top. The top is normally the one to take care of the bottom and they are lovers.”

Ping Ping nodded and understood what his cousin was saying.

“So I am bottom!” He grinned and the older pinkette patted his head with a nervous smile.

“Please don’t ever say that again to me,” Jin cleared his throat and looked over at his lover. Shun was looking at his phone and checking his status. Everything looked good and it was increasing slowly day by day. Smiling, he put his phone away and looked over to see Jin had gone to the kitchen to grab them waters.

“Gege,” Ping Ping smiled, “Ah Dong said he will be coming over now, so save him food.”

“Okay,” Shun thumbed up and they settled in their seats.

Shun liked this feeling of being with people he love. As they conversated on Ping Ping’s parents and future prospects, Wen Dong arrived. The young pinkette had rammed himself against the older man, holding him tightly.

“Miss me that much?” Wen Dong laugh and picked up Ping Ping who happily wrapped his legs around his front, “You look so cute in that picture! I wish I was here to see it, but I didn’t think you were coming for a photoshoot.”

“Ah Jin’s sponsor sent too many clothes that were small size for him and Ah Shun, so I dressed up instead,” the little pinkette stated, “You really like my picture?”

“Neh, how could I not? You are too cute, baby Ping,” Wen Dong grinned and waved to the others, “Did he behave?”

Shun opened his mouth to reply with a yes, but Jin spoke up quickly.

“No,” the idol prince held back the smirk, “He created an uproar that caused the cops to come, smashed cake on our faces, and was talking about touching privates.”

“…”

“…”

“…”

“Ah Ping,” Wen Dong stared with thinned lips.

“Ah Jin is lying!” Ping Ping held the taller man tighter, “The mean guys who don’t like Ah Jin and Ah Shun caused the cops, not me! And… And the cake was for whoever’s drink was bought the most could smash cake in loser’s face! Ah Shun said so!”

“And?”

“…”

“Are you watching porn again?” Wen Dong whispered and the little pinkette didn’t reply. Smacking his forehead, he tugged the pinkette off him and went to sit down to eat. Ping Ping sat beside the muscular man and stared at him with big green eyes.

“Are you not embarrassed at all?” Wen Dong looked at the young man, “Besides, you are too young to watch those things. It does say 18+ years, Ah Ping. You would get in trouble and cause trouble for our team if anyone finds out. I already asked you to stop, but you keep doing it,” the dancer sighed and chewed on the meat, “He’ll listen to you,” he chinned Jin, “Tell him.”

Jin looked over to see Ping with his head down and he sighed. Glancing at his lover, Shun was frowning and quirked his brow at him as if to say, “told you so.”

“Ah Ping,” Jin stared at his cousin’s crown, “Why do you watch it?”

“Cause…” Ping mumbled, “I want to learn.”

“Learn for what?” Wen Dong questioned as he chewed his meat, but it got stuck in his throat when Ping Ping replied.

“To please you, Ah Dong.”

He coughed so hard, Shun smacked his back to help. Eyes watery, he chugged the water to calm his beating heart so he could breathe again. He looked over to see Ping Ping was clutching at his small knees and staring at him with that longing look. This look the pinkette had been giving him ever since the party where they caught that CEO bastard in the act. He didn’t even know what brought the change, but Wen Dong only had so much control left in him.

He was just a man!

“You,” Wen Dong covered his face and groaned, “Stop talking like that.”

“But why?” Ping Ping pouted, “I am the bottom and you are the top. Ah Jin says so.”

“What?!” Shun shouted and turned to Jin who was staring at his cousin wide-eyed, “What did you tell him?”

“Uh…”

“Ah Jin!”

“People were asking in the chat about us and were saying top and bottom. I just explained what they meant and Ping Ping placed where he was on his own. I did nothing, Ah Shun,” Jin smiled charmingly, but Shun only crossed his arms.

“Ah Ping,” Shun turned to his didi, “You will not speak to Ah Dong in those ways or mention anything related to lovers or what they do. Act friendly and be like friends ONLY.”

“But Ah Dong is mine and I want to be more.”

“Stop it,” Shun stood sharply, “You are still a boy and not old enough to do anything like that. Focus on your career. Remember our promise? Make it big. That was our dream. If you are too busy thinking about making Wen Dong yours, then you forgot about your promise.”

Shun stated sternly and Ping Ping’s eyes watered. He hung his head again and closed his shoulders to make himself look even smaller than he normally did. Wen Dong looked over at the youngest in the room and looked at his best friend. Shun’s blue eyes were hard and unwavering as his best friend never had with the young man.

“Ah Ping, you are my didi and my best friend,” Shun spoke softer, “I want you to find love and if it is Ah Dong, then that is great, but right now, focus on your career. You are still young and still baby Ping Ping. Could you not tease Ah Dong anymore? I don’t want Ah Dong to have to leave the group because of your behavior.. Nor do I want you to be upset because Ah Dong isn’t returning your feelings right now. Do you understand what gege is saying?”