"Why I feel that you regret so much saving me?"
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Yibo POV
I glanced at my bed which was occupied by a man apparently. Not that I don't like the face tho-. I slapped myself internally to not think of those at the crucial moment. But that peaceful look on his face doesn't made it like a critical condition at all. If he was just sleeping—I would probably be able to stare at it all day. From his mole under his lip to his black hair which looked soft at it finest—it screamed beautifulness.
As I was shamelessly staring at his unconscious face, he suddenly started squirming a bit—taking my attention. He opened his eyes and closed then again,adjusting to light. Then he opened them fully—looking at me. When he realised he wasn't in the place he was used to before getting unconscious, looked at me with his doe eyes.
"Am I in your room?" He asked as I nodded. He glanced round the room after sitting on the bed. "Wah,nice room you've got."
I snickered before replying, "Of course mine is tidy and well kept than your messy room."
"I told you it was just that day only!"
"Yeah yeah, sorry I just forgot."He suddenly stood up and walked a few steps before coming back to me,"Can you like escort me to your doorstep please? I might have a hard time if you didn't do so." He said with formal words which had sarcasm of course.
"Hate to break it you but my dad is here and if he sees you leaving my bedroom, I might be dead today." He groans and plopped himself on my bed again.
"Then how did you managed to bring me up here in the first place?" I reminisced the suffer I had to go through in order to bring him here and lay him down.
"You have no idea...like you weighted so damn much, it felt like I'm carrying a lorry by myself." I said arching my back to express my pain.
"Tssk, you need to at least carry me back for saving you. It's the least you could do." He said nodding his head with a serious expression which almost made me burst out laughing."Is this how you thank someone who saved your life and almost died? How ungrateful." He said gasping dramatically.
"Ah- about that. Thank you, but also did you follow me?" Zhan ge went complete speechless after what I asked. He ignored my question and kept looking at the floor as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.
I grabbed his hand in attempt to get his attention.
"So you were? Ooo so you regret blaming me that day?" I asked being all happy inside. Yess, I knew he didn't hate me much.
He suddenly pried his arm away from my grip and looked at me with an expressionless face. I didn't break away my contact with him—afraid he might leave me hanging."I was just passing by and don't you ever think I'm that crazy to follow a stalker. Besides today was just because I am bored, if this happens again—I won't be there to save you even if I see something happening right in front of my eyes." His words were enough to crave cracks of pain in inside. I looked down at my lap as the atmosphere only got thicker at every second which passed by. I was scared at myself for the sudden believe I had that he might be saying truth right now.
I suddenly realised that now dad must be probably in the house and if he ever saw a male leaving my house—he will sue me for sure."You- might have to stay here for tonight if your not afraid of jumping down from a three story house." I said slowly—looking at how widened his eyes and looked at me. "No freaking way, I'm doing neither. Just let me leave the house like any other human would do and you deal with your dad all my yourself."
"He might kill you too," He rolled his eyes.
"Welp- if I'm staying here, you should sleep in the couch. Because I'm the guest here and guest needs special care." I gave him a 'seriously' look hoping for him to change his mind. But he looked so determined as I gave up—realising how much he hates to even stay with me right now. I took my pillow and scooted over to the couch and laid down, whining at how uncomfortable it felt. Even so Zhan ge seems comfortable enough in the bed so I ignored mine and closed my eyes. At least I'm not alone after years for the first time. Yet it scared me knowing he won't be there anymore tomorrow and possibly never.Zhan POV
Indeed Bo di's bed is nice as ever. I was immediately felt into a deep slumber within seconds. As much as I hated my dream, I hated waking up and having a hard time falling back asleep again.
I groaned for second time and turned over to an other side. My eyes were caught by a figure, turning around and continuing to squirm around in the couch. Whatever, if he can't sleep it's his fault. Why am I bothering?I closed my eyes with hopes of sleeping again but there was this feeling which won't leave me in peace. I took a deep breadth and sighed—getting up from the bed. I kept my eyes at his distressed emotion, thinking of an solution. Before giving a second thought I lifted him up bridal style, taking him to his bed and placing him there.
He had this relieved emotion soon washing over him face at the second I placed him even in his sleep. I ignored my own relived feeling which I don't know from where erupted and took his place at couch instead.
I soon realised why he squirmed around like that in the couch. There's no going back. Besides I won't be sleeping if I keep looking at how he looked miserable in here anyways. I told myself to feel better until I felt the sleep taking me in.It felt as if a flash of second when the unwanted light which I reconginsed was sun light—interrupted my sleep. I saw it was that because the curtains were strictly facing me in opposite side so I was apparently the victim of it. Ignoring my calls to just sleep more from my head, I sit up and glanced at Yibo who is still in a deep sleep. I didn't knew where the door was to outside in this house and I already guessed it might look like some kind of a small mansion. And how Yibo talked about his dad only wanted for me to not go out by myself.
I just realised the room was surrounded by bluish-ash paint and had neither a picture nor a poster. Weird as it may sound because it if was me, this walls would be all filled with posters of my favourite bands and all. But what restrained me from doing so in my house was because I was in for rent.
I shrugged and looked outside from the window frame, trying to estimate if I would be able to climb down with a help from the tree next to the room.
Here goes nothing. I did exactly as I planned and it worked.I glanced at the window of Yibo's room for the last time before walking away like nothing happened.
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Happy Tae day!! uwu.
Bby is 26 now... *sobs
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FanfictionWang Yibo a curious young male who just came back to China after being raised in America for almost his life since ten years old. His life was flowing in a steady pace even though not too much for his liking. But It all changes drastically when he...