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Gazing at Xiao Zhan's beautiful dark irises, Yibo found himself mesmerized. His pupils involuntarily dilated and his usual icy stare softened.
The longer their eyes were connected, the more attractive Zhan became to him. It was even enough to produce inexplicable passionate feelings...him, finding the love he had given to the older a decade ago.
Slowly, Yibo's breath hitched and his heart made a rampage in his chest. Seeing the most beautiful person he had ever seen in his entire life upclose while their body heat teases each other and their fingers interlaced, elicited a desire that was hard to suppress.
Hand travelling its way up slowly and gently, Yibo's hand reached Zhan's warm palm on his face. He moved his head and leaned on the touch. It was comforting and satisfying.
'Just like before.' His heart ached remembering the day Zhan told him goodbye. That night of confession which also ended the love they've just found.
How he wish he could turn back time on that moment and say what he truly feels. How he wish he could've uttered those three loving words back to that young Gege, hold his warm hands and stay by his side.
But that was all in the past. A moment he could never return back to. An opportunity he let slip away.
Hurt again ripped through Yibo's whole body. He knew he could never deserve this beautiful man.
Not before.
Not now.
Maybe, not ever.
"I'm sorry." He whispered, closing his eyes to shroud the hurt that was eating him alive. "I can't, Zhan-ge. I'm sorry."
Zhan was hoping he had heard wrong. But when Yibo opened his eyes again, all he could see was a blank void, an answer which says he doesn't and cannot love him back.
He then knew he had falsely estimated the distance the past 10 years had made between them two. That Yibo might actually be in fact farther than he thought he was. And a little hope to hold on to was an impossible thing to ask for.
Zhan was again put in a tight spot of emotional vulnerability. He wanted to shrug off the hurt and pretend it was okay to be turned down. But his heart couldn't lie. His eyes welling up tears he couldn't stop nor hide.
He was broken to unmendable pieces, but not knowing the man who broke his heart is also breaking in silence in front of him.
"I-Is it b-because of Cheng Xiao?" Zhan asked between his sobs. To hear Yibo's answer won't remove the pain in his heart, yet he wanted to know his reason.
An expression Zhan couldn't put his finger on adorned Yibo's lips. He didn't notice it was a miserable tiny smile of sadness. A grin-and-bear-it kind of look. Everything went quick and he just realized he was already breathing the Sandalwood scent on Yibo's shoulder, his tears leaving circular patches on Yibo's clean shirt.
Yibo had embraced him in his arms, not too tight to crush him neither too lose to make him feel like a burden. The man, indeed, remains to be his gentle angel.
Yibo's careful hand stroked the older's back for comfort. His quiet tone reassuring Zhan, "It's not because of her or anyone.", he said.
Hearing those words didn't lessen Zhan's misery, but it was enough for him to understand that there's noone in between them. That maybe it's just that he isn't worthy enough for Yibo to at least give a chance to prove his love.
Zhan cried his eyes out until exhaustion hit him again and he fell asleep in Yibo's arms.
Knowing he had passed out again, Yibo carefully laid him back in bed. With no audience to try to decipher his inner thoughts, Yibo let his guard down and succumb to the burning feelings he has for his Zhan-ge.
"Lan Zhan?" He silently queried with another set of sorrowful smile. His slender fingers brushed Zhan's face, fancying the subtle and smooth skin which he would die for.
Another tear escaped his eye as he lent forward and kissed Zhan's forehead. "I don't deserve someone as precious as you, Ge. So please leave your feelings behind, so you will stop hurting..." He chanted hoping feelings can just disappear and get suppressed before it goes too deep.
Tracing Zhan's face with gentle strokes of his finger, Yibo quietly breathed, "...but you will always have my heart." His lips finally formed a lovely smile and pressed forward to steal a kiss from those sumptuous soft lips of his own sleeping beauty. 'I love you, Zhan-ge. Always.' He inwardly confessed then his sight was captured by a shiny silver necklace from Zhan's chest.
With trembling fingers from shock, he lifted the band and his heart flipped and fell with the sight of an ox head pendant which is exactly the same with the one he owned.
'So it was a couple necklace.' He sadly smiled. "I should've known. I would've refused to part from it even for a second."
Pulling away from where his heart belongs, Yibo's aura switched back again to the Ice Prince he was known for.
He walked away without turning back, closing the door behind him with more courage and firmer resolution to keep his true feelings hidden.
His phone rang the moment he stepped inside his own room, a known number he despises greeting his sight.
Sliding the answer button, he impassively uttered without giving the other time to say anything. "You've got 4 hours to return it to me or you'll regret it." His voice sounded like an impending doom who'll leave anyone afraid to the core.
Staring at the creeping golden ray of light in the horizon, Yibo gritted his teeth. He has no patience left to play with her games.
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Author's Note:
Raaaaawr! Ahahaha! How was this chapter? I am back to writing whatever comes to mind, but I hope I'm still on the right track.
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