Behind The Red Curtain | YiZhan ✓

71-The Façade Of Humankind

The moon was still high as the night continued, Zhan was standing before the windows without having spoken a single word for the past hour. Yibo just stared at him from where he was seated, starting to miss his face from looking at his back the whole time. And he was getting worried about him standing, when he should've been laying down instead. 

"...you should come back to bed. The drug is still in your system.." Yet Zhan didn't say a word back. So Yibo stood up and walked over to him before hugging him from behind. "...i'm sorry about hitting you. I was too angry to realise you had come and i just-" 

"I'm not angry about the slap Yibo." Yibo thought for a bit, later swallowing in worry. "I'm... sorry about letting you deal with it... i had been too angry with how you had to face her all this time as well- yet you still came to fix it yourself. I.. i will send you the money back-" Zhan then sighed as he turned to face him, eyes big and pretty. "I don't want the money. It's... not about that..." 

Yibo then sighed, getting impatient. "Then what is it? I am the one who should be angry with you instead- can't believe that you just payed her off without even asking me!" 

Zhan frowned. "Well- and you... and you let me! So why am i at fault!" Yibo slightly raised his voice back feeling pent up. "Then tell me what the hell is bothering you!" Zhan's frown slowly fell, his eyes now pouty. "N-no... nothing is..." 

Yibo tilted his head, unsure. "...so it is about the slap-" 

Zhan turned around. "No it isn't! Just... go out- don't you have stuff to deal with or something-" Yet Yibo didn't back down as he suddenly grabbed his wrist and pinned him against the window, hand pressed above his head. "My hands are full with dealing with you though.." 

Zhan then swallowed, eyes wavering at Yibo's sharper ones. "D-does it look red?..." Yibo softly held his chin and tilted his head to the side to look, gaze warm and sweet. "No... but does it hurt?" Zhan was about to say no, but then held himself back. His pout became only teary as his back arched against the window. "It does..." 

Yibo almost coo'ed at how cute he was, yet Zhan spoke once more. "...i think it'll get better if you kiss it.." The latter then parted his lips in slight amusement before leaning his head in. "As my man wishes.." His lips pressed against his cheek, giving it a soft kiss. He then glanced at Zhan's expression before planting yet another kiss, then another, and another. 

The kisses became only more, as Yibo tenderly slid his lips down to his neck and began pecking him there as well. ".... it doesn't hurt there-" 

Yibo oh'ed calmly, eyes mischievous. "We can't be sure though... so let me check anyways-" Zhan then pressed his legs together, feeling his body become warm as Yibo only continued to kiss him more. Yet no matter how much he did, he just couldn't seem to get enough. 

With lustful eyes yearning for more, he suddenly let out a breathy moan, making Yibo pause and look back at him. "...stop... it doesn't hurt there... but here-" He then pointed at his lips, only to be devoured by Yibo moments later. 

He pressed their lips together, kissing him as tenderly yet as fiercely as he could. Both of those words did certainly not match his pace, causing Zhan to let out breathy groans here and there. But just then the doors slid open, causing for Yibo to shamelessly look back with annoyed eyes, telling them to go away. 

Yet as he saw who entered, he couldn't help but let go of Zhan's arm and turn around. "...Zixin?" Zixin glanced at the state he was in, then glanced at the flushed state Zhan was in before playfully furrowing his brows. "...wow... at the hospital? I mean- i know you have no shame but-"