.CHILD.YIZHAN.

Chapter 6

It was in the afternoon and Zhan was still at work. Since he was an intern he did not have serious tasks to complete. He was there to make coffee for everyone, there to go print papers, to edit all his senior's work and sort out the paper works.

His job was simple and since he had just started working, it seemed that they didn't entrust him with much work that a going to be graphics designer could perform. He knew why.

They just always had a stereotype against him.

It was always that way.

Zhan always worked hard, he always did. But having good looks didn't make him gain anything instead he was prejudiced, judged and gossiped about for his looks. It seemed that everybody thought of him as a mannequin, stand and look pretty was his motto.

He was currently in one of the washrooms and outside were a few people who seemed to have been very interested in gossiping about him.

"I hear that new intern is nothing but a dumb head. Xu Wang said that he even tried to seduce him to do his work." A man said.

"Well I heard boss hired him because of his looks. See this world is meant for the good-looking."

"If it weren't for his looks he would have been a beggar I bet."
Another one said laughing at the end of his sentence.

Xiao Zhan who was in one of the toilets couldn't do anything but just listen. He was hurt and he wanted to cry but tears just didn't come out. He never had courage to speak up for himself. He thought about others more than he thought about himself.

He sometimes wished he had the courage to speak up. If he did at least people wouldn't be talking behind his back.

Zhan came back dejected, lost and sad. He wasn't strong, that's what he said to himself. He could breakdown for very small reasons and dwell on them for long but he was always forgiving. He never held grudges. He was always too nice.

Yibo was staring out of his window waiting for Zhan's apartment to light up. He saw the apartment light up, he saw Zhan walking in the bedroom dejectedly with slump shoulders, his head down it was a total opposite of the Zhan he knew.

Zhan entered his bedroom and opened his window, Yibo on the other hand hid behind the wall not to get caught. Zhan entered the bathroom to freshen up.

Zhan closed the door as he came out of the bathroom, coming out with a pair of shorts and an overlooked shirt. He walked in the bedroom and it was trashed?

Paper planes scattered on the ground. Zhan came close and picked them up seeing sentences on the folded papers.

You'd always win in hide and seek because it's impossible to find a person like you.

Smile, that's the prettiest thing I see everyday.

If I were to put up stars for every reason I admire you I'd make up the galaxy.

Were you born in an art museum because you seem to be a masterpiece.

Are you a stop watch because time stops when I see you.

Are you an open switch I feel currents when we touch.

Was your mother a hen cause your eggcellent.

Zhan was sitting on the cross legged, with paper planes surrounding him. He chuckled at the short lines written in every plane. Who ever wrote it was shit at pick up lines. He looked up his window to see who was sending them. When he did he saw Yibo on his table, scribbling on papers, folding a paper and about to throw it towards Zhan only to see the older male stare at him. He just gave a sheepish grin.

Zhan from the other side smiled with eyes that were about to cry.
Yibo was flustered, his heart seemed to be beating to fast for his own good. His stomach felt uneasy, ticklish and a sudden rush of dopamine hit him.

He threw the paper plane to Zhan. Zhan catched it from his window, reading it and scribbled something on the plane sending it back to Yibo.

Are you alright ?

That's what Yibo wrote.

It made Zhan want to cry. It was just a simple sentence but it hit a million feelings in him. But it felt nice.

No, not at all. Zhan wrote back and threw it Yibo's window. Yibo being the eager one threw half his body out the window to catch it. Zhan laughed heartily at his action. Yibo threw the plane again to Zhan after writing something.

Wanna talk about it? Yibo wrote.

Zhan threw the plane to Yibo.

Will you listen?

On reading it Yibo did not know why but a certain part of him was ignited, his mind telling him to go rush to the older, to hug him and tell him its alright.

Yibo jumped from his window standing on the corner of his building making a huge leap to Zhan's window. He jumped in the window as the older male just stared at him in amusement.

"You came-" Zhan said softly.

"To listen" Yibo ended.

Zhan knew this was surely going to be one long night.

But as much as it was Yibo felt happy, he gets to spend more time with the one he admires.