my friend's father

chapter 2

The night was very long for Yibo with conversations, nonsense movies and revelations, but there was something that couldn't get out of his head, his best friend's father. While the friends slept together in A-Yuan's bed, he slept on the mattress on the floor like in the good old childhood days. It was fun to be with friends who didn't judge him for who he was or the influence his father had, he learned very early on to observe those who approached him out of interest.

However, saying that he had closed his eyes was a lie, it was almost two in the morning and the only thing that couldn't get out of his head was his friend's father. Xiao Zhan was the perfect example of masculinity that Yibo was attracted to, not to mention that charming mole on his lower lip. Clearly the businessman was someone who took care of his appearance, well-groomed skin and not to mention muscles in the right places, nothing exaggerated. The boy buried his face in the pillow, shaking his legs like an excited child, he felt his face flush just remembering Xiao Zhan's voice. He was taken out of his reverie when he saw a lighthouse in the window's reflection and, being careful not to wake his friends, he went to the window, it was Xiao Zhan arriving.

The boy bit his lip lightly in thought, but he wasn't going to miss the opportunity to get closer to the businessman. He discreetly leaves the room, closing the door as carefully as possible so as not to be discovered, and as soon as he goes halfway down the stairs, he sees Xiao Zhan taking off his shoes. Unlike the impeccable image he was when he left hours earlier. The tie was no longer on his collar, the red mark of super tacky lipstick was staining his impeccable white shirt and he was visibly a little drunk.

Yibo sat in the middle of the stairs watching the businessman struggle with the laces of the dress shoes he was wearing. The student rested his chin on his hand, finding the scene cute, especially because he hadn't been noticed yet. After winning the first challenge, Xiao Zhan took off his suit and placed it in the closet next to the door. He was starting to take off his shirt when he turned towards the stairs and saw the boy there.

- Loved Jesus! You scared me boy. He puts his hand on his chest, taking a step back. - Who are you? - He asked, squinting his eyes a little.

- Hi, Gee. - he gets up, going down some steps, staying less than a meter away from the other. - Have you forgotten about me, Zhan-Oppa? That makes me sad. - he makes a falsely sad face. And Xiao Zhan rubs his eyes as if he needs a minute to remember.

- Of course, you are my son's little friend. Shouldn't you be sleeping?

- And lose that view? I think I'm going to have much better dreams now.

Zhan was too drunk to process the suggestive intonation of that sentence and just nodded. He dodged Yibo and climbed two steps before holding on to the railing to avoid falling. He didn't have plans to drink that much that night, but after some sweets in the company of some friends he ended up ending the night accompanied by a lady whose name he didn't even remember now. It ended up that he overdid himself mixing whiskey and wine that night.