"Zheng ge?" Ji Bo let out a relieved sigh when he saw the mentioned man standing in front of them. After a pervy man tried to kidnap Xiao Yang, he took him out and made him sit down on the roadside.
"Unbelievable," Zheng Hao shook his head, seeing Xiao Yang sleeping with his head resting on Ji Bo's shoulder. Even from where he stood, he could smell the alcohol on them.
"It is actually quite believable," Ji Bo snorted with an angry expression. It was good that he felt sober enough to give the older man a lesson, "I don't know what he did to make you hate him this much, but please go easy on him. This idiot loves you more than he loves himself and this is the result. He poured half a litre of vodka down his throat just because he wanted to forget another heartbreak you gave him!"
That was the third scolding he received the same day and he knew he deserved all of them. Therefore, he just nodded in acknowledgement and crouched down in front of Xiao Yang and pulled him on his back. He supported his legs with his hands and carried him to his car. It was good that Ji Bo wasn't that drunk, so he walked on his own.
After laying Xiao Yang on the back seat, Zheng Hao drove Ji Bo home, then took Xiao Yang home. He carried him in the same method and laid him on his bed. He got rid of his alcohol-spilled clothes and cleaned his body with a towel. Then he made him wear his pyjamas and tugged him under the blanket. He wanted to bring some water and a bucket in case the drunk young man would throw up, but a warm hand grabbed his hand.
"whatyoudoin?"
Zheng Hao heaved a sigh, "bringing you a bucket," he said, trying to save his hand, but the other man squeezed his fingers, not letting him go.
"youuuhurtmee..." Xiao Yang mumbled, then chuckled, "butIloveyouu...damnn..."
His words broke Zheng Hao's heart, "just sleep, we will talk tomorrow," he said softly and saved his hand.
"Cantyouujusttt...loveeemee?"
The hope and need in those hazel eyes pierced through Zheng Hao's soul and settled in his heart. Unwittingly, he patted his soft messy hair and whispered "maybe I already do."
"youu-" Xiao Yang started, but then closed his mouth to prevent himself from throwing up.
Getting the signal, Zheng Hao immediately helped him out of the bed and dragged him to the bathroom. There, the drunk man threw up almost all the alcohol he consumed while the sober man was rubbing his back. When he finished, the poor man slumped on the cold bathroom floor, eyes closed, and rested his back on the equally cold tile wall.
"Feeling better?" Zheng Hao asked as he flushed the toilet.
"Hmm..."
"Let's wash your face then," the older man helped him off the floor and supported his weak body as he washed his face with cold water and brushed his teeth clumsily. Then he half helped half carried the disoriented man back to his bed.
"You should get some sleep, I will cook you some porridge," Zheng Hao said with a hint of worry and left the room after he fed Xiao Yang some water.
Although it wasn't his fault that Xiao Yang chose to drink half a bottle of vodka, he was the reason for his extreme action. If only he could a bit... what? Understanding? Honest? Brave? Caring?
"Whatever!" Zheng Hao exclaimed angrily and stirred the porridge harshly as if it was the reason for his confusion. When the over-stirred porridge was ready, he poured it into a bowl and placed it on a tray with a spoon, a glass of cold water and some pills for the possible headache and for the certain stomach ache.
With his load, Zheng Hao returned to Xiao Yang's room, but the latter was already sleeping. Sighing, he placed the tray on the bedside table and sat on the corner of the bed.
"I really don't know what to do, what to feel," he murmured, his low voice echoing dreamily in the dark and silent room.
As if hearing him, Xiao Yang opened his eyes ajar and looked at him with a strange glint in his glazed eyes, "ge..." he mumbled inside his mouth, and swiftly pulled Zheng Hao towards himself from his nape, smashing their lips.
Not comprehending what was happening, Zheng Hao remained frozen and using the opportunity, Xiao Yang half kissed half nibbled his lips clumsily.
The sloppy kiss took around ten seconds until Zheng Hao came to his senses and pulled himself back, breaking the kiss.
"What are you doing?!" he almost shouted, but Xiao Yang just smiled at him allusively. His shiny hazel eyes and reddened lips were pinning the older man down, mesmerised.
"Butterflies..."
Zheng Hao wanted to ask what he meant, but his voice was muffled inside Xiao Yang's lips as the former crashed their lips again.
Now Zheng Hao understood what he meant by butterflies... he indeed felt them flying inside his stomach freely with the warm contact. As it was the first time he felt something like that, with an urge, he wanted to explore it more. Hesitantly, he opened his mouth ajar and captured Xiao Yang's lips, making him moan. That little seductive voice switched off Zheng Hao's all rationality. Grabbing Xiao Yang's head, he deepened the kiss and the younger man followed his suit fervently.
Although it wasn't Zheng Hao's first time kissing someone, it was definitely the best kiss he ever shared. He devoured Xiao Yang's addictive lips as if there was no tomorrow and let his senses intoxicated by his muffled moans.
Only when Xiao Yang's naughty hand slid inside his t-shirt, he realised what he was doing and broke the kiss with panic. He was taking advantage of a drunken man, let alone he was his forced husband!
"Now two steps back..." Xiao Yang murmured dejectedly as Zheng Hao dashed out of the room after mumbling a heartfelt apology.
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Utter Defeat
Romance[Completed] A one-sided love... an unwanted marriage... a bunch of misunderstandings... a lot of resistance... "You can resist all you want, but in the end, you will be mine." "Never." Never? That's too bold, isn't it?
