My Devoted Husband Can't Possibly Be the Big Boss!

☆ A fake-innocent, high-ranking, masterful flirt of a bottom X a husband-material, deranged, effortlessly shape-shifting Boss top Earth underwent a cataclysmic change, dividing humanity into two factions: the old humans, who remained unchanged, and the new humans, who gained supernatural abilities. Wen Qingyan, the highest-ranking official at the Administration Bureau, grew weary of endless conflict and decided to retire early and experience an ordinary life. Realizing he was nearly thirty and had never been in a relationship, that very night Wen Qingyan brought a handsome man home from a bar and began a sweet life together. The man had a spotless background and no supernatural abilities. He was gentle, good at cooking, and even remarkably restrained in bed: the very picture of a tender, devoted husband. So Wen Qingyan abandoned his usual cold, commanding manner. He spoke softly, acted sweet and dependent, and occasionally let on that, like any ordinary person, he was naturally afraid of people with supernatural abilities. “I hear they’re all cruel and bloodthirsty, like savage beasts!” “To them, ordinary people probably aren’t any different from tiny bugs.” “People with supernatural abilities are so dangerous. We have to stay far away from them!” Whenever he said things like that, the handsome man beside him would lean over and kiss the corner of his mouth, soothing him gently. “Don’t be afraid. I’ll protect you.” Wen Qingyan thought nothing of it, but on the surface he played the part of a deeply grateful, dependent lover. Until one day, the Bureau sent him the latest classified file: a high-resolution photo of the leading figure among the highest-level ability users. On the screen was the handsome face he had been nuzzling just five minutes earlier, now wearing an apron as he baked little cakes in the kitchen. Wen Qingyan fell silent. - You Yi, the most powerful ability user on Earth, was tired of the unavoidable burdens that came with absolute power. He decided to conceal his identity and abilities and live like an ordinary person. That, of course, included having an ordinary romance. His lover was beautiful and gentle, sweet-tempered and dependent on him, like a delicate little flower that could be easily broken. You Yi was so careful not to raise his voice around him that he could hardly speak above a whisper. He also had to forcibly rein in his pathological possessiveness and his cruel tastes in bed, afraid he might scare his precious lover. Until one day, a subordinate called to tell him, “Brother You, hurry! Your husband’s in danger!” You Yi dropped all pretense of hiding his identity and raced to the danger zone ten kilometers away, arriving in just half a minute. There, he happened to see his usually frail little flower of a husband, who couldn’t even open a soda can and needed You Yi to bring it to his lips, casually hoist a mortar one-handed and blow an altered human’s head off without blinking. You Yi began to doubt everything. - Later, You Yi easily pulled Wen Qingyan into his arms. Invisible threads sealed the entire room without leaving the slightest gap. You Yi bent to kiss Wen Qingyan’s slender, pale ankle. His posture was reverent, but his eyes gleamed with an intense possessiveness that seemed destined never to fade, like a dragon fiercely guarding its treasured hoard. [Chief, I offer you my highest loyalty. To submit to you is the greatest honor of my life.] 1. A Mr. and Mr. Smith trope: two powerful husbands join forces to save the world. 2. Modern alternate setting, with the romance and plot expected to be evenly split. 3. One-on-one, happy ending, both leads are each other’s first. Theme: World peace.