Thread That Binds Us

Chapter-2

Here's the second installment, guys! Things are heating up...wait, no, not that kind of heat!😒 Pull your mind outta gutter, you debauched thing, you!👀 That will come later...if ever.😎

Thanks to my Little Apple, SabyyaButt once again for being there actively throughout the chapter.😘

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Off you go!

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Chapter-2

"Papa! Daddy!!!"

YiBo heard the child yelling something but except for his sight, he doubted any of the other senses were active.

He had imagined this scenario so many times in his head. Xiao Zhan coming back; stumbling upon the man accidentally; having a face off. He had a whole script ready of what he would say when any of those came true.

But now when it actually happened, when the man himself- not a figment of his imagination- was standing in front of him, looking as if he had seen a ghost, all that left YiBo's mouth was, "What're you doing here?"

Spoken aloud, those words seemed to cut through both of their daze.

"I...I was invited."

He watched how the other person threw an uncertain gaze at his mother while squeezing out the answer. And almost immediately his mother piped up.

"I invited him."

Still not completely out of the shock, he took a moment to stare at his mother. At this meddlesome, sneaky woman.

"And you never bothered to tell me?!"

Busy at head butting, none of them noticed how Zhan's eyes closed off and his feet swayed backwards for a fraction of a moment.

"Well, you said I could invite a few of my own people, so..."

He could not believe what was happening! Her own people? Her people? "Mother!"

"I'm sorry. I'm- I'm so sorry. I'll just leave now. It's- I'll leave." Zhan picked up the toddler that had his thumb sticking inside his mouth once again, owlishly watching the scene unfolding.

"You're sorry?" What the hell was happening? "After-" He had to stop and arrange the jumbled words inside his mouth to make a legible sentence. His head still hadn't caught up with everything yet. "After disappearing for three years, three fucking years, without any trace and you decide to show your face now, today of all days and you're sorry?!"

A faint sound of whimper dragged YiBo's attention from Zhan's face to his right side where the child had now tucked his face in the neck, whimpering.

"Shh, it's all right, all right now."

The way his Ex-boyfriend soothed the baby with practised ease only helped to pile up his shock even more and finally something struck.

"Who is he?" He asked, eyes still on that small body.

"Look, I'm sorry for turning up like this. I thought you knew. I- Congratulations-"

"Who is he?" He had neither mind nor desire to listen to those inane blabbering. The suspicion that had been forming inside him needed a prompt answer.