My Little Devil BL (The Untamed/Advancing Bravely/Guardian/HIStory3)

Chapter 32

Lan Zhan missed the mornings he would wake to Wei Ying's figure wrapped tightly around him, or lying in a ball ontop of him, huddled up. He remembered how he used to fake to hate it, but secretly wished Wei Ying's lips that were drooling all over his shoulder, would be on his own lips. 

He was becoming increasingly aware of how Wei Ying would disappear in middle of the night and his curiosity and worry got the better of him.

One night as Wei Ying crawled into bed, still fully dressed, his braids messily undoing and his stomach full and mouth hanging shamelessly wide, Lan Zhan decided on a plan. As he carefully took his clothes off him and cleaned his body as he fell asleep, he attached to his finger a hidden binding string, long enough that Wei Ying wouldn't notice it straight away, but short enough to pull him awake. He would then cut it and follow Wei Ying when he left during the night. He quietly strung it around Wei Ying and lay down still beside him. He counted down from 10, and sure enough, Wei Ying rolled onto him seeking warmth and comfort. Lan Zhan lay still as Wei Ying mercilessly moved against him in his sleep, until it reached 9 o'clock and he was put out of his frustration by his body clock.

At 11:45 pm, Lan Zhan awoke to light tugging on his finger, and he quickly cut the string, whilst still faking to be asleep. Through his long eyelashes he observed how his beautiful Wei Ying slithered out of bed and quietly got dressed. He watched as he fumbled with the buttons in the dark, his heart full of love for the cute way he missed a button, making the shirt crooked.

Wei Ying put the coat Lan Zhan had given him on and came over to Lan Zhan's side, brushing Lan Zhan's face with the back of his palm and holding his hand and pressing it to his face. Lan Zhan praticed the most self control not to react to the gesture. He would ruin the whole plan if he pounced on Wei Ying for this cute action.

Wei Ying then left the house, and walked briskly down the road,  unaware of Lan Zhan's silent figure stealthily following him.

Lan Zhan's heart was full of misgiving as he watched Wei Ying approach a small flat at the end of an abandoned road. The flat looked uninhabited, like no-one had set foot in there for years. Wei Ying opened the door and went inside. Lan Zhan quickly hide from view as he Wei Yings figure appear in the room upstairs, as he took his clothes off.

Lan Zhan waited until he couldn't see Wei Yings figure anymore and snuck closer to the house. As he drew near he sensed dark energy seeping around him and he realised what was happening.

Wei Ying was cultivating the dark energies.

Obviously he should of assumed that Wei Ying would still be cultivating, Wei Ying had never told him he had stopped. Plus, some mornings he could tell Wei Ying wasn't well rested, and underneath his humourous jokes and teasing behaviour lay a tired smile, a stretched grin.

Somewhere in his heart he had hoped that Wei Ying would of stopped the bad practice. He wished Wei Ying would completely leave that life behind, 13 years was so long, he didn't want to risk loosing him again.

He snuck towards the house, climbing up the pipe and peeking through the window. He looked for a second, his eyes frozen in shock, his face open in horror. He felt his chest constrict like he couldn't breathe.

Wei Ying wasn't cultivating.

Lan Zhan looked away for a second as his hands gave way and he nearly fell to the floor.

Wei Ying lay on a bed in an otherwise empty cemented room, his body twisting and rolling. There were wisps of dark energy coming out of his heart and circling around him. It looked like the energy was coming out of his soul and collapsing around his body. He withered in pain, his body sweating viciously, his hair messy around him. His slender fingers gripped the bedsheets and his toes stretched outwards everytime the energy rentered him making his body shake violently.