Who are you? [ZhanYi FF]✔️

-12- A new dream

First of all: Greetings for Patrick and his boyfriend. You both are great and so sweet together.

-12- A new dream

For joy of spending the day with Zhan, Yibo jumped into his arms and kissed him. One moment he thought Zhan was getting a phone call because he had to leave and the next moment he learned that Zhan was going to spend the whole day with him, he just had to be happy and express this.

Yibo winked at Zhan and asked, "So? What are we doing nice while we wait for the dark?"

"What do you want to do? It seems to me that you already have something in mind."

"Mmm."

"What do you have in mind Yibo?"

"Maybe we could pick up where we left off at the dawn."

"And that's all you can think about?"

"Yeah. That's the only thing I really desire to do."

"And how would you like it Yibo?"

"I want you to play with me."

" Oho, and how, exactly?"

"I'll show you." Said Yibo and took Zhan to his bedroom. He put Zhan right in front of the bed and gave him a gentle push so that Zhan fell on the bed. Yibo crawled to Zhan on the bed, sat on him and explained with a grin. "Let's have fun until I can't anymore." And Zhan nodded with a grin.

The two gave in to their passion, loving each other several times, until Yibo fell asleep exhausted with his head on Zhan's chest. When Yibo opened his eyes, he knew immediately that he was dreaming. He saw himself again as a little boy in this strange house.

***In the dream***

Little Yibo sat on his bed in his room, crying. A pretty young woman came to him and asked him what was going on. And he little Yibo explained sobbing that he woke up and his ZhanZhanYi was not with him. "Do not cry little prince. Have you already forgotten that today is your birthday? You will be 4 years old today and your ZhanZhanYi is preparing everything for your celebration."

"Yibo doesn't want a party, Yibo wants his ZhanZhanYi." Yibo responded crying.

"Shall we go see where ZhanZhan is?" Yibo nodded. He wiped his tears and the snotty nose on his sleeve, crawled off his bed and reached out his hand to the young woman, whose hand felt as cold as his ZhanZhanYi's, and left his room with her.

They walked slowly from one room to another. The country house where he lives is very large and has many rooms. Everything looks old and there are many objects of which his ZhanZhanYi told him that they are worth a lot and he must be careful not to break them while playing.

Although the heavy black curtains are closed in front of all windows, Yibo knows that the sun has already set and now everyone in the house will gradually wake up. They are never outside during the day. Only sometimes, when Yibo woke up earlier, his ZhanZhanYi would put on long clothes and go outside with him into the garden while there was still daylight. They would be by the swing that was tied to a branch and ZhanZhanYi would push him. Each time Yibo had a tingling in his belly and he felt like he could fly.