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Chapter 13 // The Spark

"So did Christoph see us dancing or was our dry humping done in vain?" Chen asked as the two walked in the darkened city.

Zitao felt his cheeks heat up at the question. He was more than a little shocked that their dancing had escalated so quickly. He didn't think he had it in himself to do something like that in a public place. Normally, he would have been too embarrassed to even consider it, but he had been the one to initiate their more intimate position.

"His name is Kris," he corrected, trying to seem indifferent to the topic, "And yes. He definitely saw us dancing."

Chen's eyes sparkled in amusement, "Oh really? How did he react?"

Tao thought about it for a moment. He remembered the dirty blond staring at him with a playful smirk when he was alone but he couldn't quite place the expression he wore once Chen showed up. He looked like he was in deep thought but he couldn't tell how it affected the older male.

"I don't really know. He was gone by the time we were finished too."

"Maybe our little show turned him on and he needed some time to himself," Chen suggested nonchalantly.

"Please don't talk about stuff like that," Tao sputtered out. It wasn't that he didn't like sexual jokes, he just didn't want to picture the man he still, unfortunately, loves masturbating to him and Chen grinding.

The brunet raised a questioning eyebrow at Tao, "Seriously? We just came in our pants and you can't handle some dirty jokes?"

"Why do you keep bringing that up?"

"Making fun of what we did is better than staying quiet about it and forgetting it ever happened. That will make everything way more awkward than it has to be. Besides, it's not like we didn't have any fun. So long as no one else hears about what went down I could care less."

Zitao sighed in defeat. Somehow he knew he wasn't going to win the battle with him. Looking at the buildings around them, he realized that his surroundings were becoming less familiar. They must have walked for a long time.

"How much longer?"

"Why? Is being around me such a pain?" Chen asked.

"No! Of course not! I just don't know where we are anymore."

"Chill out man. I'm just messing with you," the brunet said with a light smile, "My apartment is three blocks away and there's a subway station one block over so you won't get lost or anything."

The blond nodded his head in response. When Chen said that he wanted to walk home, Tao had agreed to escort him back because he thought he lived close to the club. That wasn't the case.

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Sure," Tao replied.

"I didn't help you tonight just because I felt like it. Sehun convinced me that if I assisted you, you would help me in return."

Tao was surprised to hear the confession. He didn't have a clue what he could help Chen with. He hardly even knew the guy. "Sure, what is it?"

"I kind of like your friend Lay. I told Sehun during one of our dance sessions but he wasn't very helpful. He did say that you and Lay were roommates for a few years though..." he trailed off nervously.

"You were hoping that I might have some advice for you," Tao finished for him.

"Pretty much."

Zitao looked back on his years spent with the older male. He was laid back, friendly, a little absent minded, and then there was his weed addiction. Part of him wondered where Chen had met Lay and what had sparked his interest in him. As far as he knew, Lay had never dated anyone before.