I Met My Ideal Type When I Showed Up to Fight My Archrival in Person

[Desire first, love later; a beauty tames a dog]

Ye Que arranged to fight someone, his online nemesis.

But the fight never happened. Instead, Ye Que slept with a handsome guy who was exactly his type.

The next morning, Ye Que woke up leaning against his ideal type's chest. He called his nemesis on WeChat, ready to show off that he could throw a punch too.

His ideal type kissed his earlobe and casually asked if he needed help.

Before Ye Que could answer, his ideal type's WeChat rang.

On the screen, the message read: "Idiot has invited you to a voice call."

Ye Que: .

Zhou Chiye, who had been holding him and sniffing him nonstop, froze and instinctively glanced at Ye Que's phone.

"You are inviting Big Idiot to a voice call."

Zhou Chiye: ...

*

Later, Zhou Chiye dragged Ye Que into an alley outside a bar.

Ye Que's face was flushed. He tilted his chin up, looking haughty. "What, you want to fight?"

Zhou Chiye stared at him for a while, then took him by the hand and led him away.

"Where are we going?"

"To fight."

"Oh, fine. I'll beat you to death."

But not in the face, Ye Que thought.

If he messed that up, there'd be nothing nice to look at.

Zhou Chiye hummed in agreement.

He'd already booked a hotel. They'd fight in the room.

1. Younger, rowdy-but-purehearted and slightly old-fashioned dog-like top x short-tempered, pretty, lustful, looks-obsessed firecracker bottom. Both are each other's first and only.

2. A sweet, short, everyday two-person romance, around 100,000 words, possibly less.

3. A couple who are always at each other's throats, with imperfect characterizations.

Coming next: After I Tricked a Straight-Laced Guy into Thinking I Was an Omega. Please add it to your to-read list.

[Blurb]

Yu Le is a bottom, a bottom who got swindled in an online relationship.

Every day, he feels miserable, thinking: Fine, you lied about your feelings, but why did you have to cheat me out of my money too?

Furious, Yu Le went out to drink alone.

That's when he met a handsome, dark-skinned, 188-centimeter-tall straight guy.

The straight guy was loyal and did everything he could to cheer Yu Le up after they became friends.

But he was also incredibly nosy, always asking what had happened to him.

Fed up with the questions, Yu Le casually made something up: "I'm an omega, and I'm in heat."

Zhang Fengyu: "What's an omega?"

Yu Le: ...

Yu Le used the two of them as examples and gave him a quick explanation.

When he looked up afterward, he found Zhang Fengyu's face had turned as red as a purple tomato.

Yu Le bit his glass.

He's kind of handsome...

*

Yu Le realized that straight guys were easy to fool.

Zhang Fengyu actually believed he was an omega.

But the guy really was straight.

No matter how much Yu Le flirted with him, Zhang Fengyu just treated him like a good buddy.

One day, Yu Le got drunk and hung around the neck of his ideal straight guy, crying little pearls.

"A-are you in heat again?" Zhang Fengyu fumbled, not knowing how to help him.

Yu Le whined, "You can't help me."

"Why not?"

"You can't get hard..."

"Get what?"

"Oh, you know, your ** gets big inside me..."

Yu Le finished explaining.

Then he realized Zhang Fengyu was getting hard.

[Reading Guide]

1. A genuine, straight-as-an-arrow guy who naturally pampers his beloved top x a shameless, sunny bottom who talks a mile a minute. One-on-one, both are each other's first and only, happy ending.

2. A two-person romance between lovesick idiots, full of silly, laugh-out-loud everyday moments.

3. Modern urban setting, no ABO fantasy elements.

Theme: Looking at your relationships with others from a different angle can reveal a whole new view.