Be my Playboy! [ZhanYi FF]

Chapter 9 - Sore muscles

When Yibo woke up, it was almost afternoon. He had sore muscles all over his body and his head was buzzing. But he had not forgotten what happened last night, or rather in the morning between him and Zhan. But when he looked around for Zhan in the room, he was not there.

There was only a note on the pillow next to Yibo, on which was written: "I had to leave. I'm sorry I wasn't there when you woke up. Order something to eat, I'll pay for it. If you're free on Monday night, please join me for a business dinner. And hey, I really enjoyed the night and morning with you. Zhan."

Yibo was a little disappointed that Zhan had left. But at the moment, his headache and sore muscles, which were mostly on his butt, and also his great hunger were his bigger concerns. He called room service, ordered the lunch menu, and quickly went to take a shower.

When Yibo stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and saw all the little hickeys on his upper body, he had to smile. No, he didn't regret having sex with Zhan. In fact, he had enjoyed it very much. It was a completely new experience for him and he had never had as much fun having sex as he had with Zhan. But he wasn't sure he would want a repeat.

After Yibo got dressed and his lunch came, he took his cell phone and wanted to take a picture of the meal. He had never had such an expensive lunch, which then looked like an artist had made it. But when he turned on the screen, he suddenly felt guilty when he saw the selfie of himself and Emily.

He realized again that although they were on a relationship break, they were far from separated. Because he still hadn't been able to bring himself to do that. And in the end, it meant he had become unfaithful to her after all. Something he swore to her would never happen.

But this also showed Yibo how broken his relationship already was and only made it clearer to him once again how little he was still attached to her and their relationship. He had slept with Zhan out of lust and curiosity, completely ignoring the fact that Emily existed. How many more signs did he need that the relationship was at an end?

After dinner, Yibo called a cab and drove home. With every movement he made, he felt like an old man. He conquered the headache with two aspirin, but the sore muscles were still there. And it seemed to be getting worse.

When Yibo arrived home, he dragged himself to his room and dropped onto the bed, complaining about his sore muscles. Shortly after, his best friend came into his room and wanted to know where he had been all night. "Ah don't ask." Said Yibo, covering his eyes with his forearm.

"Come on. Don't tell me you were out walking around until just now."

"No, I wasn't. I was in the hotel."

"How could you afford that?"

"I told you, don't ask."

"Well, I'm asking! Did you spend the night with a woman?"

"No, I didn't. Definitely not a woman!"

"Then what? A guy?"

"And what a guy!"

"Huh?"

"Never mind."

"Tell me, do you have hickeys on your neck?"

"What? No, it just looks like that."

"I know hickeys when I see them, don't I? What have you been up to?"

"Do you really want to know?"

"Yes, of course."

"I had an unexpected amount of fun losing my virginity of my butt."

Youn almost choked, "*cough* You what?"

"I had sex with a man. Well, actually, he with me."

"Voluntarily?"