"Remember me?" He asked in his deep voice which sent chills through Zhan's spine.
"N-no I don't know you," Zhan said running out of the restroom when Yibo grabbed his hands and slammed him against the wall, trapping him in between his arms.
"I'm Yi...
The exams were over and it was Chinese new year eve.
Zhan was still alone, if it was for past years his mother would have been with him but she was out of the country with his stepfather. His friends were busy with their partners and families. He didn't want to disturb anyone, so he sat alone wondering about things if he could've done differently. It was snowing outside and was almost night. He opened his window but then he saw Yibo sitting on the bench outside, shivering in the cold. As long as Yibo saw Zhan he started fireworks. Zhan hurriedly went to Yibo,
"Are you crazy?" He asked him in disbelief and took him inside. Yibo only smiled with his chattering teeth.
Zhan made him sit on the couch and went to fetch a towel. Zhan was concerned and glad that Yibo was with him but he didn't show it.
He saw Yibo whose nose and cheeks were now red.
"How long have you been sitting there?" He asked.
"Doesn't matter. Finally, I'm here with you in the new year for the first time." Yibo said smilingly. It made him blush but still, he rolled his eyes.
"You are crazy. Open your jacket it's covered in snow." Zhan said shaking his head in disbelief and after Yibo striped his jacket he gave him a towel for him to dry his hair.
Zhan was watching yibo messily drying his hair with the towel. He giggled at him.
"Give it to me." Zhan took the towel and started drying Yibo's hair.
But when he noticed their faces were just some centimetres apart from each other. Zhan's heartbeat began to increase. Yibo's cold cheeks heated up due to the blush. Zhan didn't know what force was pulling him towards Yibo, it was like his brain wasn't working properly.
They both started to lean in; their heartbeats increasing with decreasing space between them.
The next thing Zhan knew was his lips were on Yibo's. They both started to move their lips slowly taking in every moment. Zhan's hand which were holding the towel was now on Yibo's neck to pull him closer and the towel was already fallen. Yibo's hands were on Zhan's waist. His cherry lips felt so soft on Zhan's that it made him feel like he's on cloud nine. No one dominated the kiss; it was full of love.
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After few seconds they both pulled apart, gasping for the air. Their cheeks were red and breaths were uneven. Yibo smiled but Zhan was shocked.
"S-sorry." Said Zhan and quickly stood up to go but Yibo grabbed his wrist.
"You didn't like it," Yibo asked.
"No, I don't mean that I like it but I'm confused," Zhan said back facing Yibo. Yibo hugged him,
"I'm ready to wait for the person I love." He whispered in his ear which made butterflies in his stomach.
"O-okay," Zhan said with a tomato-red face. "I'll go prepare dinner for us." With that Zhan left for the g a blushing mess.
Both spent the rest of the night together watching movies.
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After a week later Yibo called Zhan in the evening and asked him to come to his home. In these past days, Zhan's feelings for Yibo were increased. By the way, Yibo took care of him, the way he protected him were sufficient for him to realize his feelings for Yibo. He was no longer confused.
He reached for the doorbell and ringed it. Yibo opened with a smile. They both sat down on the couch. Zhan didn't know why Yibo invited him, his heartbeat was increasing.
"Please stand here," Yibo said leading him to the open space. Zhan nodded and did as he was told.
Yibo sat in front of him in proposing pose.
"Will you be my boyfriend?" He proposed to Zhan, taking out the ring he had brought.
Zhan was surprised. He nodded as tears started coming out of his eyes.
Yibo put the ring on his ring finger and after that, they both shared a sweet kiss.
