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After a few minutes, Luna and his friends arrived at the bar where Grumpy worked. "Here comes the headache again," Grumpy muttered as he saw Luna and his group approaching. "Zhany, we have class tomorrow, so let's not get too drunk," Haoxuan said as they neared the counter. "Fine," Zhan replied.
"Hi, Grumpy husband" Luna greeted Grumpy, but he only glared at him. "You're mad again, Husband, are you having an invisible period again?" Luna teased. "Just seeing your face irritates me" Yibo replied as he continued his work. "Hard drinks for us, hubby," Zhan ordered, but instead of complying, Yibo questioned him. "What trouble did you get into this time? Why do you need to use my apartment for your nonsense?"
"Hubby, you've seen the video, did I look good in the video?" Zhan asked, ignoring Yibo's question. "We better find a place to sit; this is going to be a long argument" Jili whispered, glancing around and noticing Yibo's friend watching them.
Grumpy pulled Luna aside and led him into the back. "You don't need to drag me, hubby. If you want something from me, just say it—I'm always up for it" Zhan said, but Yibo ignored him and pinned him against the wall. "What’s your problem? Why do you keep messing with my life? Don’t you have anything better to do than annoy people? Isn’t it enough that you’re causing trouble for your dad, and now you’re dragging me into it?" Yibo said angrily, while Zhan just stared at him.
"You know, what you say hurts me" Zhan said, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, so you can feel pain after all," Yibo retorted, surprised. Zhan rolled his eyes. "Of course, I'm human. If I were an alien, I wouldn’t care about what you’re saying, but yeah, it hurts a bit. However, accept the fact that a person named Xiao Zhan exists to annoy you and disrupt your life" Zhan joked, which only made Yibo angrier.
"Why did you have to tell everyone that I’m treating you well?" Yibo demanded. Luna grinned widely. "Oh, so you’re really assuming I was talking about you in the video? If I recall correctly, I didn’t mention any names," Zhan teased, and Yibo suddenly realized he had overreacted, so he averted his gaze in embarrassment.
"You’re so cute when you blush. Anyway, don’t be shy; you really were the one I was referring to in the video, and you’ll like me eventually," Zhan said, kissing Yibo before pulling back. "Next time, I’ll mention your name so you’ll have a real reason to complain. And about me messing with your life, I just want attention. Bye, hubby. Let’s go home together later," Zhan said, kissing Yibo on the cheek before walking back to the table where their friends were.
"He’s really cute when he’s angry," Zhan whispered before leaving.
Yibo leaned against the wall. "Why is he so good at getting under my skin? And why does that lunatic keep stealing kisses from me?" Yibo muttered, feeling more embarrassed as he recalled what he had said to Zhan. "He’s right; he didn’t even mention a name. I think I might go crazy if I keep spending time with him," Yibo whispered to himself. He straightened up and returned to the counter, but he could still see Zhan and his friends at their table, watching them.
Zhan and his friends started playing a game of "Truth or Dare."
As they spun the bottle, Zhan had already had a few hard drinks. "Zhan, the bottle is pointing at you. Truth or Dare?" their friends asked. "Dare," Zhan answered without hesitation. Their friends high-fived, already plotting something mischievous.
"Zhan, do you see that guy in white dancing?" Woodz asked. Zhan looked at the dance floor and nodded. "Go ask him to dance with you for 20 minutes," they said with grins. "That’s it? That’s too easy," Zhan said, grabbing a wine glass and heading to the dance floor while his friends watched Yibo, who couldn’t take his eyes off Zhan as he walked toward the guy in white.
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FanfictionDisclaimer! This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places and incident are either product of the Author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Grammatically error 🙃🙃🫰🤣 -Angst (Slightly 😏)