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...
Sweet nectar of your love, Quenches my thirst for you soul, Even as our bodies unite, This heart wants forevermore.
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(On popular demand here is some smut)
Wang Yibo's POV:
My heart is unable to bear the emotions. As I witness his interview, my soul knew it just has to be with him at this very moment.
"Omma! Appa!" calling them, I fish out my phone.
"Yibo?" Omma and Appa join me in the living room "what happened?" They look so worried and I shake my head "I need to be with Zhan Ge right away. I am booking tickets to Seoul".
"You probably won't find any tickets at this hour. Don't fret too much and take the private jet. I'll inform the staff that you'd be boarding in an hour's time" Appa pats my back with a smile and walks away giving directions into his phone.
"Yibo?" Omma takes the seat next to me and she still looks worried. Caressing her palm, I smile "I just want to give him a suprise. He has a return flight tomorrow early morning but I want to be there as soon as possible. I..." I look away and blush as Omma gives me a cheeky grin.
"Alright son, the jet is ready for you to board. I'll get the car" Appa winks and I turn to face them both "I know Zhan Ge would try to contact me. Please just tell him that I fell asleep waiting for his call". Omma and Appa giggle and I scratch the nape of my neck.
So embarrassing.
"You go and give that boy a hug" Appa pauses "or whatever you're planning on giving. We won't tell him a word".
"Appa!" I cringe.
"Kimmy!" Mom yells.
"What"? he smirks "you know they're not as innocent as we would assume and don't forget when we were their age, heck even now, you and I are naughty" Appa laughs and Omma looks flabbergasted.
I on the other hand sprint towards my room.
Packing a duffel, I walk upto my bedside drawer. The contents in there are all essentials and we would definitely be needing them.
Kissing Omma a warm farewell on her cheeks, Appa drives me to the airport. In the meanwhile, I call Mikhail "Yibo?"
"Hey, I am coming to Seoul. Kindly don't inform Zhan Ge about this. It's a suprise" I convey my plan and he chuckles softly "No wonder when uncle told him that you're sleeping, he quietly sulked and went up to his bedroom. Don't worry, I won't say a word but buzz me when you land so that I can arrange a car to pick you up". I thank him and disconnect the call.
