A Hate Story 2 ✔

Chapter 4

"Okay then. Let's sleep together. " Zhan said as he mustered some courage and pulled Yibo towards the bed.

"You're acting as if you were waiting for this. " Yibo said as he allowed himself to be pulled by Zhan.

"What? " Zhan let go of Yibo's hand.
"Not even in my dreams. " Zhan said.

"Whatever. "
"I want to change. " Yibo said.

"You want me to help? " Zhan asked sarcastically.

"I wouldn't stop you, if you insist. " Yibo mocked.

"Don't even dream about it. " Zhan scoffed.

"I never did, to begin with. Give me some clothes. " Yibo said.

"What? Why should I give you mine? " Zhan asked.

"Because I don't have any spare clothes. " Yibo said.

"That's not my problem. I'm not giving you my clothes. Sleep with what you're wearing or sleep without any, I don't care. " Zhan said.
'Yibo, I'll kill you if you sleep without any, and I'm serious. ' Zhan thought.

"Why? Want to see me naked soo bad? " Yibo smirked.
"Well, I can do that. " Yibo said as he unbuttoned his shirt.

"Wait, wait--- Don't do that. " Zhan rushed towards his wardrobe to give Yibo his shirt and shots.

'This man just gave me a mini heart attack. This idiotic asshole. ' Zhan internally cursed Yibo.

'Why do I find him cute? I love teasing him, I love it when he's flustered because of me, I love to see him smile and blush. Ah, he's driving me insane. ' Yibo thought as he went to the restroom to get changed.

Zhan lay flat on his bed, his heart thumping against his chest. Yibo quickly changed his clothes and joined Zhan in bed.

"Maintain a meter distance. I'll kill you if you cross this border. " Zhan said placing a pillow in between them.

"Mm. " Yibo just hmmed in reply.

Zhan looked at Yibo's face before turning around and drifting to sleep, no... to pretend to be asleep to be precise.

Zhan was wide awake, his heart and mind didn't let him sleep and his body cooperated with it. He wanted to turn around and see Yibo's face once again before falling asleep. But he pushed the thought aside as he thought he was being stupid. But his mind didn't let it go. He finally gave up and turned around to see Yibo, who was already staring at him.

"What are you looking at? " Zhan asked.

"I just opened my eyes, but why did you turn around? Did you want to see my handsome face? " Yibo asked.

"Handsome face? I was thinking, how can someone be soo ugly? " Zhan said.

"Who's that someone? " Yibo asked.

"Well, someone in front of me. " Zhan said.

"I think you had your selfie camera on. " Yibo said.

"You... How dare you? " Zhan quickly pulled the pillow which was in between them, and smashed it on Yibo's chest.

"Zhan.... " Yibo quickly sat up on his knees and pulled the pillow from Zhan's grip and threw it aside.

Zhan soon grabbed another pillow and started hitting Yibo with it. Yibo swiftly avoided the pillow and grabbed Zhan's wrist, throwing the pillow aside.

Yibo pinned Zhan on the bed, bringing his hands above his head, hovering over him. Zhan was shocked due to Yibo's actions as heat crawled through his body, turning him into a red tomato. Yibo too was shocked because of his own actions, his ear tips turning beet red.