In the world of utter darkness, blooms a musical prodigy. To the world he was a maestro, yet he himself was wrapped away from the worldly being. He was Xiao Zhan.
Innocence and purity was one, Wang Yibo was known for. Singing was his passion and so...
A beautiful soul like you, I am blessed to love in this lifetime, I promise to be a part of you, Never let go of my hand.
My love is yours, Please know that, This heart beats for you, As long as I am alive.
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(Smut)
Wang Yibo's POV:
"Bo Di" honey warm voice whispers into my ears and I grin "get up my heart" and I turn to pull him above me.
"Morning oppa" I band my arm around his neck and his body stills. Perplexed, was about to ask him why does he look so uncomfortable when I heard Appa's voice from behind him.
"Wow, I never knew Zoo was called Oppa" he yells for my father "Isaac, were you aware that my son-in-law calls my son 'Oppa'?"
"No, I was not!" My dad yells from somewhere nearby and I tuck my head in Zhan Ge's neck and laugh. This is so embarrassing.
"Now let go of your oppa so that his appa can help you out" appa teases me and I glare at him "who said I am your son-in-law?".
"So my son hasn't proposed yet?" He looks at Zhan Ge who is busy making my wheelchair more comfortable for me to sit "you made sure to move Yibo in here and you haven't asked him to marry you yet?" Shaking his head, Appa gives me his hand and helps me shift onto the chair. Covering my casts with the waterproof cover, he wheels me into the washroom "Zoo insists on helping you clean. Call me once you're done" with a wink he leaves and I smile at the awkwardness on Zhan Ge's face.
"Zhan Ge" I still his movements and cup his cheeks "I live you, please remember that" letting a sigh of relief he places his head on mine "and I live you too" kissing my forehead, he hands me my toothbrush and paste. As I go about with my chores he fills up the tub with warm water.
"I'm done" I call for him and he slowly wheels me close to him. My gaze falls on the body wash. It's sandalwood. The same one that I use. He removes my shirt, undoes the velcro of the cast around my ribs. Trailing down I lift myself for him to remove my pants and underpants.
He wets the sponge and squirts some body wash onto it. Oh so slowly his hands feel the contours of my body to trace the aromatic scent all over me. Is he bathing me or seducing me? The sponge glides over my hands, lathering me in the process, he repeats the same with my other hand slowly tracing them back to my neck. Kneeling between my legs, he was just a breath away from me when the sponge trace down my sternum, my buds and they perk under his touch. I gasp when his nails scratch me there and I bite back my moan. His hands trail down my abs and just as I anticipate his touch there, he leaves me muddled as he switches the position to my leg. Lifting them carefully, his fingers press against my soft points and I try to clear my throat.
