Destiny [YiZhan FF]

Chapter 13 - Blood Thirst

After actually having a nice dream, Yibo woke up in the morning before the alarm clock. He wanted to stretch as always, but instead he lay very still. Because his vampire friend lay with his head on Yibo's shoulder. And Yibo wanted to enjoy this moment a little bit longer.

He told himself that he would only do this to tease Zhan about it later. But if he was honest with himself, he liked the idea of a vampire with superhuman powers, of all things, leaning against his shoulder and sleeping there in blissful peace. That, in Yibo's eyes, was a sign that Zhan trusted him. And he liked that very much.

But since Yibo's throat was dry and felt scratchy, he had to cough and thus woke Zhan up. Smirking, Yibo immediately wanted to ask Zhan if he had slept well, but Zhan was acting kind of strange. He quickly got up and hurriedly started to get dressed. He also told Yibo not to look at him.

"What's wrong?" Yibo wanted to know confused.

"Nothing. I, I have to go down quickly and I'll be right back." Replied Zhan stuttering.

"Hey, turn around and tell me what's going on!"

"No! I don't want you to see me like this."

"See you like what? What's wrong?"

"I'm afraid if you see me like this, you won't like me anymore."

"Why? Have you turned?" Yibo asked. Zhan nodded his head. Yibo, who was curious anyway about what Zhan looks like when he transforms, sat up and crawled over to Zhan.

Yibo touched Zhan's shoulder and calmly asked him to turn around. At first Zhan was reluctant. But when Yibo promised to like him anyway, he slowly turned around to face him.

As anxious as Zhan was, Yibo assumed that Zhan might be terribly deformed in the face. But when Zhan turned his head toward him, he saw only two things that were different. His dark eyes were now red and instead of just his bunny teeth, which Yibo thought were kind of cute, he now had fangs. That's all the changes there were.

To get a closer look at Zhan's eyes, Yibo moved closer to Zhan's face. He put both hands on Zhan's cheeks and looked him directly in the eyes. Close to each other he looked at them. But they did not frighten him. He was rather fascinated by them. He even touched the fangs and tested with a finger if they were really as sharp as they looked.

Meanwhile, Zhan didn't move an inch and just sat there. Although he felt this strong thirst for blood and all his senses were sharpened at that moment because the wild beast inside him was craving for blood, he couldn't help but just sit there and let Yibo do it. And in doing so, his senses told him something that he found strange. "Yibo, why is your heart beating so restlessly?" He asked.

"My heart? You can hear it?" Asked Yibo, looking down at his chest.

"Mhm, loud and clear."

"I don't know why it sounds restless. But I know it's not because I'm afraid. I don't feel fear when I see you like this."

"Haha, no. Fear sounds different."

"Really? Well you must know. But I don't want to keep you any longer now either. Go downstairs and have a drink."

"Mmm, I will. I'll be right back."

"All right. I'll wait here for you and go ahead and change."

"Okay. See you in a bit." Replied Zhan and ran off like lightning.

As Zhan left the room, Yibo touched his own chest and wondered why his heart was so restless? "What's wrong with you?" He asked his heart. And he also wondered why he kept getting that warm feeling in his chest when he looked at Zhan. Even now, thinking only of him, he felt that ever-expanding warm feeling in his chest.