DC-chapter 16

“What an interesting young boy, never laughed so much in years”.

“Yibo may not be the best son or boss, but he is trying, I don’t know but after your statement I wonder what you did say to him when there’s no stranger, those things damage one’s spirit, do you ever care about his own emotions?”

“Shut up bitch”

The rude instruction was from Yibo himself.

Zhan ignored him.

“He is still your son” turned to Mrs Wang,” and you are his mother.”

“His own mother hates him, I am not the bitch who gave birth to him.” Mrs Wang snapped back.

“Well are you a mother at all, you don’t behave like one”.

“I said shut up! You have no right”.

Yibo gribbed Zhan’s wrist roughly.

It hurts his wrist but Zhan tried to endure, staring back at the rest of them at the table, their faces mocked him, he was so a fool to stood up for this brat.

Zhan’s eyes clouded at the embarrassment.

He got up from the chair, slapped his hand off his and took his leave.

Yibo immediately went after him.

“Zhan”

He hastened his pace.

“Zhan!” he screamed this time.

Zhan stopped. And Yibo walked closer to him, his heart racing.

He felt his shoulders shaking.

“What right do you have to speak for me, who made you my spokes man?”

Zhan turned, his face was wet with tears.

His face broke him, all of a sudden Yibo regretted putting him through whatever it is that made him cry.

“Forgive me for being a fool, I didn’t mean to act like spokesman, it hurts, to hear those things they said to you, I couldn’t hold back, but it won’t happen ag…”

Before he could finish Yibo caught his small face in his hands and kissed him deeply, so demanding and fierce, fire against fire like he was trying to melt all his pain, his hands on his face were shivering.

It was a feeling he couldn’t hold back, as he felt those soft and warm curves of his lips, his initial intention was to hug him and apologize but that evaporated at the sight of his lips when Zhan said these words.

Zhan didn’t blink an eye, he froze still questioning his reality.

When they got to the parking lot, Yibo instructed the driver to give him the keys, he would be driving.

The driver obeyed instantly and handed the keys to him.

He got into the car and Zhan entered too.

It was a quiet, awkward drive all the way, none of them was brave enough to start a conversation.

He decided to drop Zhan at his place instead of back to their work place.

Zhan had to give directions, so when they reached his place.

Zhan pulled over.

Yibo had to say something.

“About the…

Zhan interrupted him nervously.

“I understand perfectly, it’s just out of emotions, you were sad I know, and I mean when people get sad they do a lot of things like hugging… crying….kissing….

Before he could finish Yibo claimed his lips again.

Not again, coward!

Yibo yelled in his mind, it was something not intentional, ever since he kissed him, he couldn’t help but want more, more and more still.

What the hell did Zhan do to him, some kind of spell?

He can’t keep stealing kisses like this all the time.

Looks like he has been entrapped by him. When he finally released him.

Zhan wished he had the power to disappear in moments like this.

“I was sad that’s why I kissed you again” Yibo said tightly and swallowed hard.

What a dumb excuse! His inner mind yelled at him.

Zhan nodded slowly.

“Don’t think too much about it”.

“It’s alright, I mean this isn’t my first kiss or anything, I am not so innocent myself” Zhan snapped awkwardly.

Yibo nodded slowly pretending not see the heat of embarrassment staining Zhan cheeks.

“Hope you will be at work early tomorrow”.

“Yes boss”

Zhan smiled and got down from the car, forgetting his bag.

He was at his door post when he came back smiling like a fish.

“My bags, keep the good work sir”.

He took a bag then forgot his phone.

Yibo noticed but didn’t care to tell him, he enjoyed seeing Zhan face each time. Zhan embarrasses himself.

He watched Zhan tiny fast walk into his house then came back, did a tiny tantrum dance, but pulled a very mature look as Zhan approached him.

“My phone, silly me”.

Yibo smiled at him.

“Be careful you might forget your heart with me too”.

“That’s not possi…” he paused reading the meaning to his statement.

Yibo smirked and started the engine.

Zhan was still fozen and watched him drove off.

“I am so dead!”

Zhan ran back into his house.

“Now tell me what is going on, what are so tensed up for and why do you keep running in and out of the house?’ His mother asked.

“Nothing mom, there’s no problem at all”.

He yelled running upstairs to his room as if some monster is after his life.

He jumped on his bed breathing heavily.

“I am never going back to that company”.

He took a pillow and covered his face, screaming loudly into it.

“This is a cousin of rape, sexual harassment, how dare he”

He snapped and stroke his lips.

“But why does it feel so good, I just hope, he didn’t get to find out that it was my first kiss”. He sighed and covered his eyes with the pillow.

Didn’t Know when he slept off.

××××

The next day he went back to the the company, well he had to or else he will be jobless.

He made sure he was the first person to arrive.

He stayed in his office till Yibo came in to enquire something from him.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhan stood to his feet alerted.

Yibo was dressed in all black, a hand in his pocket and the other one stroking his lips, he looked like a damn hot vampire from all these animes.

“Are you avoiding me?!!”

His fine lips curved in a lazy grin as his deep eyes swept Zhan again finally resting on his chest, doing strange things to Zhan’s heart rate.

Yibo walked closer to him, his eyes stripping him.

Zhan followed his predatory eyes only to find out, he was topless all along.

“How did I end up like this… Infront you” Zhan stuttered, his cheeks reddened with shyness,

Yibo smirked.

“Well let’s find out”.

His eyes flared and he cupped Zhan cheeks in his palms.

Feeling the hotness of the reddened cheeks as his breathe feathered his small face.

Then he slanted his lips across him, in a way the warm wetness of his tongue took hold of him was shocking and unexpected, Zhan gasped out hotly.

His eyes flared and he cupped her cheeks in his palms.

His tongue continued claiming him, probed, possessive and firm, sending Zhan mind haywire as his adrenaline simmered through his bloodstream.

Zhan didn’t stop him not like he could or wanted to, his body has suddenly became weaker than usual, and he had tasted him enough to know what Yibo tastes like.

He tasted of chocolate, coffee.. and danger.

Forgetting everything about his dignity and pureness but the feeling of his lips on him.

Zhan sank his shaky fingers into the thick, silky black curlea at his nape and drew him closer as a drowning man draws a breathe.

Yibo needed no more prove to know that Zhan needed him as well, even much more that he had imagined.

Gently Yibo hauled Zhan aganist him and his broad and powerful palms swept through his back.

The weight of his long, strong muscular body pressed Zhan down onto the couch as he pushed him down slowly.