When the right time comes

11

So intimate. 

So close. 

In this close proximity, Xiao Zhan can see Yibo's lashes flutter as he blinks surprisingly at Zhan. This is what he wished for just a moment ago, to see Yibo somehow. But when it happened for real, he forgot instantly why he wanted to see Yibo. 

After a few moments of disbelief, Wang Yibo found his voice again. The worm was long forgotten. What he felt was utter annoyance for Xiao Zhan blocking their contact. A sigh left his mouth before he started speaking up angrily.

“You know what? Fuck you, gege!”

His eyes rolled as he let it out. 

Xiao Zhan blinked, brain short-circuiting. Adrenaline getting down slowly, clearing the view in front. Yibo seems furious, taking small huffs. Face so red, sweaty and hot. And there was a speck of dirt on the left cheek. Xiao Zhan had an urge to wipe it out with his thumb but his hands were too busy holding Yibo, one the head and the other on waist.  

“Here?” He eyed around, just to make sure there was nobody. 

Wang Yibo was literally speechless. And he let out an audible gasp of disbelief, head falling back onto the ground beneath in defeat.

“Such a pervert! Aren't you?”

“You said it, Yibo. Why am I the pervert here?” 

“Oh, so innocent then? Huh?” 

Whining, Yibo squirmed under Xiao Zhan in an attempt to flip them over and get up from the ground. But with Xiao Zhan being in a daze, pressing himself hard on Yibo, it was impossible. The younger one let out a moan of annoyance. 

Suddenly a basket full of popcorn was showered above them, followed by curses of what they guessed as an old lady's from the rusty voice.

“These days, youngsters! Go, get a room! This is a public place for god's sake. There are kids running here and there. Do your deeds in a closed place, you horny people.” 

She cursed and cursed. Even beat them with her hand bag several times. 

Only after getting a good smack on his head did Xiao Zhan regain his senses. 

‘Oh no! This is so embarrassing!’ 

He pulled a shouting and extremely angry Yibo up from the ground and ran, saving their asses from getting beaten up. 

They only stopped at the farthest end of the park, under a tree, they stood, breathing heavily and hands on the knees. Yibo literally let him fall on to the ground, spreading his limbs wide as he breathed hungrily. Xiao Zhan too, dumped himself on the ground, leaning his back on the tree, watching Yibo. 

“That's insane.” Yibo sat up, face palming in embarrassment. “Never had a good run in a while.” And then he smiled. 

Xiao Zhan was sitting, grabbing his knees. In an accidental glance, Yibo caught Zhan staring at him. Not a normal one. It was like a loyal fan admiring his idol from a distance and getting enchanted in the idol's presence.

Awkwardness pinned Yibo on his place and he squirmed, cheeks reddening by each passing moment. 

He was supposed to be angry with Xiao Zhan. For cutting their ties and even for the current embarrassing moment. But watching Xiao Zhan devouring him by eyes, the raw instincts in Yibo awakened, forgetting all his previous resentment.

“Ahem. What an unexpected event.” Yibo said shyly and peeked up slowly at Xiao Zhan, expecting a response. 

Okay, that was actually his fault to expect one. Xiao Zhan wasn't even on earth anymore.