Adversity is a Gift (19 days fan fiction) He Tian x Red Head

Chapter Eleven - Detective......Oh Shit

As Mo Guan Shan watched He Tian disappear from his sight, an overwhelming wave of apprehensiveness had his feet moving, making him run over to his bag and grab it.  Before he knew what he was doing, he was creeping out of the bushes, looking both ways to see which way He Tian was headed.  When he spotted a familiar sleek dark head in the crowd, he slipped out of the hole in the school wall and started following his boyfriend.  Tian was wearing a large backpack, where the hell did he get that from?  It hadn't been there when they had been making out in the bushes.

    Shan's subconscious instantly starting mulling over ridiculous scenarios:

    Was He Tian gearing up to leave? 

    Was that fucking kiss his goodbye?

    Was He Tian going to do something stupid?

    Was He Tian meeting with someone he didn't want Mo Guan Shan to know about?  Please let it be He Cheng or Brother Qiu.

    Did He Tian secretly want to go back to his Uncle, even after that evil fuck strangled him?  Was it some messed up Stockholm syndrome?

    Yeah, WTF, birds balls, stupid chicken dick brain!

     He Tian seemed like he always preferred to deal with shit alone, so Shan wanted to be the one to stand and fight if anyone dared fuck with HIS piece of shit gangster.  Then he proceeded to do something seriously stupid, he made an executive decision to spy on his boyfriend.  What?

   

    Quickly zipping his coat up and turning his school bag around so nothing with a school badge or name could be visible, Mo shoved his hands into the pockets of his hoodie and hurried to catch up with He Tian's long loping stride.  Fuck those legs went on for miles, he  always liked kissing his way up and biting the inside of a warm muscled thigh.  Umm shit,  he had to remember to follow at a safe distance.  Shan had watched enough detective programmes with his mom to know he had to blend in with the crowd, not be too obvious by standing out or following too closely.

    A thought rushed through his head.  Shit!  He quickly yanked up his hood to hide the distinctive red hair, which would give him away if his boyfriend turned around.  Rookie error number one, Mo Guan Shan.  Luck was on his side it would seem because Tian never looked back and just kept walking until the nicer parts of Bejing gave way to ratty convince stores, liquor shops, seedy betting shops, adult xxx cinemas, massage parlours and clubs.

    Mo stuck close to the shop fronts, diving in and out of entrances when Tian was stopped by people standing outside of their businesses.  When they saw He Tian, some walked up to shake his hand, and Mo could see that some left envelopes secreted in his boyfriend's hand.  This went on for about half an hour, by this time Shan was fucking freezing and hungry because his lunch was still on the floor back at school.

    Mo ground to a halt when a big 4x4 Land Rover Sport pulled up beside He Tian.  It was black and shiny, it looked expensive and stood out in such a poor area of the city.  The window hissed down and an arm stuck out and waved his boyfriend over.  He Tian strolled over like he had all the time in the world and handed what the people of this street had entrusted him with, to the big mother fucker in the drivers seat.  Mo tried to get as close as possible, so he could hear what was being said.

    "Hey little pet, got a good haul for me I see, any problems?"  The older dude handed the bundles of money and envelopes to someone sitting in the passenger seat, Mo could only goggle at the quantity.

    "None."  He Tian's voice was cold, terse as he stood by the car door.

    "Good, you might be a smug shit but you get all the fees in on time, every time."  The man in the drivers seat wore sunglasses and had gold rings on both hands.  Would he be wearing a suit?  Wasn't that what gangster typically wore?