[Proud, stubborn, and straightforward x frail, broken, tempting bottom]
The thing Qiu Lai regrets most in his life is sleeping so deeply on the night Meta slipped away that he couldn't say a single word to make him stay.
He'd thought it was an ordinary farewell, and that the man who raised him had never carried old wounds.
But later, that man's gentle expression as he endured his pain came to him again and again in his dreams.
Qiu Lai couldn't help wondering: if he could meet Meta again...
Meta was once the youngest major general in the empire, with golden hair and blue eyes, admired by all.
Then the war cruelly took too much from him. Dragging his broken body behind him, he hid in the slums.
He thought that if he left without a trace, the child could remain a carefree prince forever.
He thought time would wash away his longing.
Years later, Meta's mechanical prosthetic was damaged, and he was on his knees serving a customer.
Qiu Lai came silently up behind him. His tall, upright figure cast a shadow over Meta, enveloping him completely.
Ignoring Meta's resistance, he ran a palm over the man's slender, trembling back and lifted him into his arms.
Meta's blue eyes were moist and hazy, yet he clung tightly to Qiu Lai, fingers gripping his clothes, his voice trembling.
"Don't... Don't do this..."
"You're beautiful, brother."
Qiu Lai held Meta's numb prosthetic and kissed the scar where it joined his body, again and again.
Meta couldn't help whimpering and closed his eyes, full of tears.
His hands, which had been pushing Qiu Lai away, slipped down. In the end, he couldn't help wrapping them around Qiu Lai's waist.
The love he'd suppressed for half his life surged forth. For the first time, Meta let himself surrender to it without restraint.
Top-oriented story (Qiu Lai), a protagonist who grows over time, both have only ever been with each other, childbirth later in the story, one-on-one romance, happy ending.
Theme: Ability does not determine a person's worth. Even if you're useless, you still deserve to be loved.