Behind The Red Curtain | YiZhan ✓

68-When It All Started

Zhan was back in bed again, the sun now shining once more. They had made love all day and night, and rested until time hit noon. Yibo's head rested on his boyfriend's chest, their legs intertwined while their naked bodies lay'ed under the blankets. One another's company was more than enjoyable, neither of them wanting to leave this comfort to another day. "We should eat something." 

The other hummed. "Believe it or not, i've been thinking the very same thing for the past hour.." Zhan laughed as he brushed his hands all over Yibo's hair, making it become messy and fluffed. "I don't want to get up either... but i still have to go back home to pick up some stuff."  Yibo looked up with puppy eyes and pouted. "You won't go back home- right?" Zhan smiled. "Just to get some clothes. As you can see, i have nothing left and we haven't done the laundry ever since you left to go overseas." 

Yibo looked around, eyes unsure of the sight before him. "The place seemed pretty clean to me-" Zhan sighed. "All i did was wash he towels..... the clothes and even all the underwear is stuck at the bottom of the basket." Yibo raised his brows as he suddenly turned around. "Well shit- it looks like you're going to have to wear my stuff now-" Zhan chuckled as the latter pushed him down with a hug, and they both rolled around the bed until one of them groaned at the pain in his ass. "Ah... sorry. I should have something for that in the bathroom- let me check-" 

Zhan groaned as he grabbed his hand, and before he could stand, he fell back yet again. "Couldn't you just lick the pain away........" 

Yibo raised one of his brows with a smirk and leaned in. "Wouldn't that be nice-" 

Just then the doorbell rang, causing for Zhan to panic a little. "It's fine, i'll send them off. It's probably just Huizhong with the audition lines." After planting a kiss on his head, Yibo quickly threw a robe over himself, tied it on the waist and raised the collar so that it would cover the kiss marks around his neck before he went and opened the door. 

Huizhong barged in almost immediately, arms on his hips, brows furrowed. Yibo sucked in his breath from between his teeth and frowned back. He was angry. 

"Where the hell have you been? I've gone crazy from calling you over and over since yesterday!" Yibo rolled his eyes as he walked to the kitchen, the latter following after. "Can't you calm down? I'm here- aren't i-" 

"I was going to call you to over to my office to let you pick these up, becasue i had too much on my plate- yet you just don't care do you? You never have." Yibo sighed, opening the fridge. "Always the same fucking conversation- one would think you grew tired of it already yet here we are again!" 

"Right- and whose fault is that? The hell do you take me for- i'm not you fucking mom!" Yibo raised his hands up as if asking. "Then don't fucking act like it! This is your job asshole-" 

"Right- you don't even respect me you little shit! Don't act so high and mighty- i'm not-" 

"No you-!" 

As they continued their yelling and bickering, Zhan understood that this was normal for them. They were much different than him and Tao, even a little too scary to listen to. 

So he decided to go back to lay on the bed, feeling his legs about to give out from no strength left in them. Yet just then, Huizhong yelled. "HEY! What the hell are those marks on your neck? Did you sleep with someone!?" 

Zhan's eyes widened, swallowing. Shit. 

"...she's still in here isn't she?" Yibo furrowed his brows as him and Huizhong suddenly sprinted to his room. Yet the latter was faster, slamming it open with aggression. Yet thanks to Zhan's fast reflexes, he had long hidden somewhere. That somewhere being the bathroom, as the two of them watched its door being closed.