Hating the Moon

Chapter -45: Heaven in a wild flower

''Can I hold your hand?''

…

Zhan never thought his Bobo would become this desperate.
'Why are you asking for permission?' he immediately linked their fingers together without turning to look at his love's heartbreaking expression.

...

Zhan cleared his throat, ''Come inside, aunty Noori is making jajangmyeon. Are you hungry yet?''

…

He led Yibo inside feeling anxious. 'Who shall I ask help from? It's just like before. That time it was because of that Kim guy and this time because of these reporters. Just hope that the officer doesn't dig up the things that happened in Seoul back then.

Zhan suddenly realised something. 'I need to be faster!

It's getting out of hand lately. The threats are getting more real and ugly. The childish play of spooky notes and stalking is over and he needs to find them. Anyhow. There has to be someone, something.

''Master'' Zhan accepted the glass of water offered by Noori.

''Here, you'll feel better.'' He told Yibo.

Yibo's eyes were stuck on him instead.

'Did something else happen? Where was he actually?'
He brought the glass near Yibo's lips.

Yibo's gaze never left him. Without even a blink.

'He is scared.'

Just a soft nod, and he felt Yibo putting his chin on his shoulder.. ''Zhan''

His sigh was long and dry.

The pain was constricting his heart and he couldn't share it with anyone.

The maid took away the glass and left them alone. Zhan was standing there supporting Yibo's weights. His hand automatically reached to caress Yibo on his head.
''Do you have something to say?'' his breath almost choked on his throat.

Yibo let out a shaky breath, ''No''

''Why are you being like this?''

''My head hurts.''

'You are faking'
Zhan gripped him tighter, ''I'll play with your hair, come.''
He helped Yibo on the couch, putting his head on his own lap. ''Comfortable?''

Yibo's tears rolled down his cheek at those caring words.

''Is it terrible? Do we need to call a doctor?''

Yibo shook his head in a no and buried his face on Zhan's stomach, filling his nostril with his scent. Warming his frozen heart.

Why do you care for me?

Zhan buried his fingers in Yibo's hair, playing with them carefully. Yibo couldn't stop his heart to shatter anymore.

He remembered his talks with Xuan. The later had immediately snatched the file on Zhan's medical checkup which had accidentally caught his attention.

Yibo felt like crying that time.

Haoxuan simply dismissed him saying about Zhan's occasion fevers and headaches due to the earlier events.

He met Zhan's doctor Mr Wang Haikuan on his way back. That man was tongue tied for few seconds. Later he had smiled and said the same thing.

Yibo begged the doctor to not hide anything from him, whereas the doctor stated his inability to give details on Zhan, as he WASN'T Zhan's guardian.