Qinghe grunted as he came, then pulled out. Exhausted as he was, he dragged his heavy feet over to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

Strong arms snaked around his waist and a head peaked out from over his shoulder.

Looking at him, he asked, “Haven’t you had enough?”

Changling shook his head. “Come back to bed, Hyung.”

Qinghe looked at the bed they messed up, then back at him and said, “You didn’t have to come after me.”

“I know,” Changling said and made his way back to the bed.

Qinghe’s eyes trailed down his back to his butt, then he looked away and said, “This better be the last time you call me out like this.”

Changling scoffed as he fell backwards onto the bed. Thinking about his words as he looked at the ceiling, he said, “There are many ears in the palace, and I don’t want anyone to know.”

Qinghe sat down and looked at him. “No one knows about us. Why do you have to sound so serious?”

Changling smiled and ran a hand up Qinghe’s sweaty chest. “Not that. I’m taking back what’s mine.”

Qinghe frowned, confused.

Changling sat up and said tiredly, “My status as Crown Prince.”

Qinghe’s eyes widened. He didn’t know what to say at first, but as his thoughts settled, he smirked. “At least now I can get rid of you.”

Changling rolled his eyes and punched his chest gently. “You know I’m better than your soon-to-be wife.”

Qinghe winked, sparing his ego. Just imagine if he told him he enjoyed his soon-to-be bride more?

Lying back down, Changling said, “I was thinking of it but I’m too lazy to so I was thinking I should do it at my pace. Then his majesty told me he wants me to take my place.”

Qinghe let out a burp and climbed into bed. Closing his eyes, he said, “Well, good luck.”

Changling pushed him, “Aren’t you going to ask me how or why?”

“No, you do what you want, and even if I object, it’s not like I can do anything,” he mumbled, falling off to sleep.

Changling rolled his eyes and lied back down. After a moment, he asked, “Do we really have to end this between us?”

Qinghe was still awake, but he didn’t want to answer. It was time that Changling grew up and stopped relying on him for everything.

His eyes slowly opened as he remembered why they were actually here. He got up on his knees and looked at the Changling that was staring at him. “Why did you bring Long Wu up?”

Changling smirked, “Like I said, I’m going to take my crown back and the only way I can do that is if I get rid of the other one.”

“You know how you’ve implicated me?” He asked.

Changling nodded his head. “I thought you forgot about this topic. Wanna discipline me?”

Looking at the mischievous smile on his brother’s face, he leaned down until their noses touched and smirked at him, “Oh how I’d love to discipline you, my dear brother but, that’s just giving you what you want.”