The Hunter and the Young Master

Short story, seme-focused.

In his second year after transmigrating to ancient times, Duan Feng was hunting in the mountains when a little brat latched onto him.

To make ends meet, he diligently cleared land and farmed, picked up odd jobs elsewhere in his spare time, and sometimes went hunting in the mountains. He had always lived by the belief that if he could feed himself, he had no one else to worry about. But things didn't go as he hoped, and he was forced to take in a young master with nowhere else to go.

Everyone else picked up clingy strays. He somehow picked up a freeloader who wouldn't let go.

Caveat: The seme likes to get into a little BDSM.

The young master was not only difficult and capricious, but had never lifted a finger in his life and couldn't do a lick of work.

Duan Feng was often exhausted after a full day's work, only to have to wait on him too. Sometimes, he was so fed up he wanted to bash his head in.

After half a year of misery, the young master's family came looking for him. The young master returned home safely, and Duan Feng even received a handsome reward.

But...

Duan Feng came home after dark, puzzled as he stood in the lamplit kitchen, watching the young master who had suddenly appeared in his house and was actually cooking over the fire. "What are you doing?"

The young master blinked innocently. "Making you dinner."

"Why are you making me dinner?" Duan Feng suspected it was poisoned.

"Because you're my husband."

"...Since when did I know about that?"

Caveat: The seme likes to get into a little BDSM.

Theme: Please fall in love.