Will You Be My Boyfriend?

Jin You was dragged into playing a popular new game by his younger sister. After five or six matches, his opponent sent him a friend request, and he realized he'd brought the wrong person along. Once he explained, the person with the cute-girl avatar said it was fine, praised his skills, and asked to play together again sometime.

Jin You thought about it. He probably wouldn't play this game again, so he was about to decline.

Cha Zhi Zhi Zhi: [Cute kitty sticker]

The adorable sticker softened his heart, and he agreed.

As they grew closer, Jin You gradually fell for the other person without realizing it. When he found out they liked someone else, he resigned himself to the fact that he was heartbroken too. Before he could figure out how to interact with them from then on, he discovered they'd deleted him.

Then he noticed that his roommate, Sang Chazhi, had a bracelet identical to the one he'd given Zhi Zhi. He compared it with the posts Cha Zhi Zhi Zhi had made before deleting him. By coincidence, Sang Chazhi had been avoiding him like crazy in the dorm. It turned out the other person had recognized him long ago.

He stopped bringing Jin You cake, came and went at odd hours to avoid him, and wouldn't drink the milk tea Jin You brought him anymore. At last, Jin You found an opening and cornered Sang Chazhi. His waist was slender and soft beneath Jin You's hand. Cursing under his breath, he lifted Sang Chazhi's chin. "How long are you going to keep avoiding me?"

Sang Chazhi's beautiful eyes glistened with tears, looking pitiful and aggrieved. "You were the one who said we should keep our distance first."

Jin You's heart softened at once, and he coaxed him in a low voice. "When did I ever say I wanted to keep my distance?"

"Don't cry."

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

Sweet, affectionate, pretty top who loves to act cute x handsome bottom who's doted on relentlessly and gladly takes the bottom role for love

Mutual feelings, with a slight lean toward the top. A sweet, angst-free little treat, probably not very long. I'm writing the story I want to read.

[The blurb has been revised. The story itself takes precedence.]

Theme: True love has nothing to do with gender.