Only You.

Chapter 6

Later that night, Zeke decided that Shao needed a bath. 

His wounds were healing and it wouldn't hurt as bad to freshen him up.

Shao had protested claiming he could do it himself.

"Hey I was serious when I said I was gonna take care of you." Zeke expressed staring sweetly into Shao's eyes. 

Shaolin melted at Zeke's words, immediately giving in.

"Okay." He stared, mesmerized.

Zeke took his hand guiding him into the bathroom.

He went to work prepping the bath for Shao. He dropped to his knees filling the bath. 

Shaolin began undressing and took off his shirt. 

He turned in the mirror looking at the scars. 

He felt ugly. 

There was proof where Annie had touched him. 

He couldn't hide what had happened to him. 

It was mapped out all over his skin. 

He rubbed at his scars looking in disgust as they didn't fade away.

Zeke looked up at Shao running his hands under the water to get the perfect temperature. 

He saw the pained expression of Shao looking at his body. 

Wiping his hand off on a towel he stood up walking over to Shao.

Shaolin had not noticed Zeke, too distracted and embarrassed at his body. 

Zeke said nothing, wrapping his arms around Shaolin from behind and lowering his head into his neck embracing him. 

Shaolin held onto Zeke's arms bowing his head.

They hadn't touched like this much, but when they did it was magical.

Zeke froze, just taking in the moment holding Shao in his arms.

The bath was full and it was time for Shao to get in. Shao looked down once he got to his briefs, glancing nervously up at Zeke.

"You don't gotta. Whatever is more comfortable. I'm jus here to help Shao." Zeke softly spoke, easing Shaolin's nerves.

Shao smiled almost blushing. 

No one had ever given him an option. 

He always had to do whatever Annie wanted whether he felt comfortable or not, more scared of what she'd do if he said no. 

A time or two when he did protest, bad things would happen. 

Sometimes stuff he couldn't remember, like the night before. 

He came to realize that Annie started drugging him and a year back, she was tired of struggling with him and it was easy to get him to do whatever she wanted when he couldn't fight back.

Shaolin was terrified when it happened. 

All the sudden he just loses control of his body. 

It's like he can see what's going on around him, but can't move his body or speak to stop it from happening. 

He lived through all the pain Annie wanted to put on his body, all for her pleasure and sick sexual fantasies. 

Shaolin often cried through some of the beatings or when she forced herself upon him. All he could do was stare as the tears fell emotionless from his eyes.