Jian Rui lingered in the doorway, watching the scene unfold in disbelief. He could sense Yu Xi's discomfort. The way his body had stiffened, the way his breath had caught in his throat, he was obviously uncomfortable. So he coughed deliberately and said, "Ah-Ci."
Jian Ci stirred, eyes fluttering open. "Ten more minutes," he mumbled, pulling Yu Xi closer like a sleepy cat refusing to leave a warm patch of sunlight.
Jian Rui gritted his teeth. "Jian Ci!"
Jian Ci groaned and finally sat up, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. "You are so noisy," he muttered.
"We are docking soon. Get ready," Jian Rui said, his tone clipped.
Jian Ci blinked. "Will I have time for breakfast?"
"No," Jian Rui replied, casting Yu Xi one last glance before turning and walking away.
"Damn it," Jian Ci sighed, climbing off the bed. "Guess I am having snacks for breakfast."
Yu Xi followed, legs slightly unsteady. Jian Ci stretched and said, "Get ready. I will see you in the common area."
