Who are you? [ZhanYi FF]✔️

-5- Alone

-5- Alone

When Yibo woke up hours later in the morning, he realized not only that he was alone, but also that he had incredible sore muscles in his back and especially in his butt. When he looked at his watch on the bedside table, he had to smile, because his eyes fell on a tube of ointment that is exactly for the pain Yibo was feeling.

But where did Zhan disappear to and when did he leave?

It was very difficult for Yibo to get out of bed and he cursed quietly, then Zhan left him alone after their night together. No sooner had he managed to get up than he went into his bathroom on shaky legs, took a long hot shower and wondered why Zhan didn't even leave him a message and when he could see him again.

He was also annoyed that he didn't take a picture of Zhan's face when he had the chance. So he still only has the pixelated picture from that night of him.

Back in his bedroom, Yibo generously spread the ointment on his aching body parts and waited for the numbing effect that the ointment promised to have.

After a good ten minutes he felt the pain become more bearable and, still with very soft knees, he went into his living room and sat down at his computer. But instead of checking the mails from his boss, he uploaded the picture of Zhan to his hard disk and tried to improve it with an image editing program. Unfortunately this did not work.

When he got hungry, he was hungry from the moment he woke up, and now he just couldn't stand it anymore, he put a package of a ready meal in his microwave and ate it in front of his computer while he slowly checked the e-mails from his boss.

He was so engrossed in his work with the corrections of one of the documents that he was terrified when his cell phone rang. His stepbrother called him to remind him of their meeting today. Yibo confirmed that it would be staying with the meeting, hung up, wanted to go to his bedroom and get clothes ready when he cursed after the numbing effect of the ointment had worn off.

So he could not meet with his brother. How could he explain it to him when he could not walk properly and was constantly whimpering in pain? Then he remembered that he fell once a few weeks ago and received a strong medication from the doctor for the pain in his tailbone. He still had a few pills left over from that, because he had only taken a few of them, as he was very reluctant to take medication.

Carefully he went into his bathroom, opened his medicine cabinet and took out the pack of painkillers. He immediately took one out of the pack, shoved it in his mouth and drank water from the tap. He knows from experience that they do not take long to take effect.

In his bedroom he took out a few clothes, a pair of dark blue jeans and a white shirt, and put the pack of pain pills in his jeans pocket. Just in case he was still on the road when the effect of the pills wore off.

As he looked at his bed, the sheet was full of wrinkles and sweat, he saw again before his eyes what happened in this bed last night. And even if everything hurt him now, he did not regret it. He just wouldn't immediately have to repeat it. At least not while he still has pain.

And again he wondered when he would see Zhan the next time? Does he just need to leave a window open again? Would Zhan come to him then? And would he then explain why he just disappeared last night?

But Yibo didn't have much time to wrack his head. No sooner had the pill begun to work than he changed his clothes and made his way downstairs where his brother was already waiting for him. As always, his car was parked right outside the front door. He never bothered to get out to greet Yibo, he never came to Yibo's apartment, but that's exactly what Yibo had always liked being like.