Hot As Hell

10

Guan Shan couldn't sleep. His fingers are twitching in anxiousness and there is an uncomfortable feeling in his gut. It's the feeling that makes him walk faster on the streets when he sees a gang nearby, it's the feeling he gets when he sees a teacher's eyes flare with anger, it's that feeling he gets when knows he shouldn't be doing something, it's that feeling that he gets way too often and one that he is too accustomed to.

It's that uncomfortable feeling.

He shifts his gaze that was resting on the ceiling to the floor. By his bed, resting on an air mattress is the demon He Tian. The other had tried to invade into Guan Shan's own bed but the redhead wasn't having it. He quickly pushed the other off, and He Tian had whined for a while but eventually fell asleep. Guan Shan is beginning to regret pushing the other unto the floor, maybe if he hadn't the other's warmth would have chased the uncomfortable feelings away.

Such embarrassing thoughts.

The uncomfortable feeling in his stomach grows faint the longer he stares at He Tian resting. He Tian, awake, is a marvel to look at but the demon while resting has a certain air of beauty. One can even say he looks angelic, as ironic as that is. He Tian awake looks like he could murder someone with a glance, but while he is resting he looks like he couldn't even swat a fly. He looks so peaceful and content while sleeping that Guan Shan has a secret greed to keep him that way. Sleeping, rested and peaceful.

But that's creepy.

Guan Shan shivers as he feels the wind drift into his room. He tightens the blanket around himself and continues to stare at He Tian. He has been noticing the other grow a paler and paler as the days go on. Maybe he isn't giving the other proper food? What nutrition requirements did demons even need? Blood?

I should ask him tomorrow. But not in a way that makes me seem concerned.

The room grows colder as the wind continues to harshly blow in. Guan Shan tightens the blanket around his body.

He feels the hair on his arms stand up. The uncomfortable feeling in his stomach grows bigger.

Did I leave the window open?

No idiot when have you ever opened the window.

"Just grab him." A deep voice growls.

Guan Shan feels himself get pulled out of bed, his blanket falls pathetically to the ground and he is easily whisked out the huge window of his bedroom.

He screams for He Tian.

But of course, He Tian doesn't wake up.

That damn heavy sleeper.

As he flies in the air, Guan Shan sees his life fly through his eyes.

This is it. This is the end.

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Zheng Xi never thought that his lock picking skills would become this handy. It's not like he ever thought of pursuing a career in robbery, but at this very moment, he's glad that he spent his childhood practicing picking locks instead of watching cartoons like all the other kids did.

He practically breaks the door from its frame with the strength and speed he uses to open it. He sprints inside and jolts into Guan Shan's room. He sees Guan Shan gone and He Tian sleeping.

That damn heavy sleeper.

Zheng Xi recalls the extreme time consuming and exhausting effort he took earlier that evening to wake up He Tian and realizes he doesn't have time for that. It's not a time for a gentle wake from slumber.