The Cannon Fodder Has a Little Secret

Everyone knows the cannon-fodder top's white moonlight is back.

People in their circle are privately betting that it will take at most a month for the cannon-fodder top to break up with the cannon-fodder bottom in their eyes.

At the welcome dinner for the white moonlight, the bottom lowers his head, as ever gentle and impeccably composed. Everyone becomes even more certain of their prediction.

*

The cannon-fodder top doesn't want to break up with the bottom.

He arranges a romantic dinner for them on the top floor of a hotel in the snowy mountains, hoping to talk things through.

Halfway through dinner, the bottom's expression changes. He quietly says he needs to step out for a moment.

He never comes back.

*

The cannon-fodder top doesn't know that a few years ago, after their graduation ceremony, when he was searching everywhere for his white moonlight, he passed a locked changing room.

Inside, his white moonlight was gripping the bottom by the wrist, pinning him in a corner and kissing him.

The bottom hadn't moved at all. His eyes were lowered, and only his breathing was slightly uneven.

"Have you kissed me enough?"

"Or does it still feel a little disgusting? Kissing someone of the same sex."

He was cold and still, like a snowy mountain on a postcard.

*

Years later, halfway through the romantic dinner, the white moonlight pulls the bottom into a hotel room.

His face is full of fury.

"Didn't you say you thought liking men was disgusting?"

"So it was just me you couldn't stand?"

*

As the cannon-fodder top searches all over the hotel, he doesn't know that the bottom is being kept by the white moonlight in the very room he once passed.

He's pinned against the door he'd leaned against while calling the bottom.

Inside, just on the other side of that door, the bottom lowers his head and turns away. The back of his hand brushes his reddened lips. He is still as cold as a snowy mountain.

"Don't you feel dirty, kissing someone else's lover?"

*

The white moonlight is proud and arrogant, and values his dignity above all else.

So the bottom thinks this is yet another perfect moment to end things.

He reaches for the doorknob, ready to return to his dignified, peaceful life.

This time, the door is locked.

This time, the bottom's expression changes.

Who can claim a snowy mountain as their own with love?

A bottom with mild SzPD (Schizoid Personality Disorder) and a devoted, proud, youthful top who adores him (he likes no one but the bottom and suffers from skin hunger for him).

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