Chang Min waited for him and his parents’ drinks to finish. Today, he decided to wake up in the morning to see his parents. It has been a while since he saw them, and today happened to be their day off.
He yawned, blinking away the tears appearing in his eyes. Chang Min spent most of the night awake at Ye Xun’s place. They messed around before starting a new show that kept them up. The show was good, Chang Min will admit. Ye Xun too, but mostly in his mind.
As another yawn hit, someone stood right next to him, “Hey, cutie.” The familiar voice had his sleep instantly leaving Chang Min.
He looked over, only to see Xian Bo in an oversized sweater and sweatpants. The outfit surprised Chang Min because Xian Bo seemed like the type to dress their best. Honestly, Xian Bo’s whole appearance surprised Chang Min because he could see bags under Xian Bo’s eyes.
Even so, Xian Bo is still beautiful.
Noticing the stare, Xian Bo shrugged, “Everyone has their off days. And if you are wondering what pronouns to use for me, it is they/them for today, well, most likely the rest of the week.”
Chang Min nodded, taking a step away from them, “Why are you here?”
“I cannot get coffee or tea like everyone else?” Xian Bo questioned back.
Instantly shaking his head, Chang Min’s face turned pink from embarrassment, “U-Uh, sorry.”
Xian Bo laughed, “I am just playing. I came here to mess with you; I already ate. I had to deal with a psychotic Yao Zhihao all night. Both brothers are the same.” They shook their head, doing a yawn of their own.
“Brothers?” Chang Min questioned, wishing he would have stopped himself. He did not need to go further into Yao Zhihao’s life. But, curiosity is a terrible thing.
“Yep,” Xian Bo smiled, “Yao Zhihao has a brother. They are not related by blood. Yao Zhihao’s parents adopted his brother, thinking it would help with psychotic tendencies, but it didn’t work. His parents ended up separating them after three years.”
Chang Min did not know what to say or how to react to the information Xian Bo gave him. He could only nod his head in response.
“It is fine with me. If Yao Zhihao didn’t get worse, then I would not have met my adorable fiancé. His brother is the cutest when he cries, and I love making him cry.” There was a sadistic gleam in Xian Bo’s eyes that had Chang Min moving further from them.
“Chang Min!” A worker shouted, indicating that Chang Min’s drinks were ready.
Chang Min quickly walked over to the counter, picking up his drinks. Xian Bo silently followed him, even walking out the door when Chang Min did.
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Once he was outside, Chang Min nervously looked at Xian Bo then to the left, “So, I am going to go, bye.” He walked away, practically jogging back to his car.
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“Mom, don’t act like I don’t text all the time.” Chang Min commented.
“Like texting and seeing you face to face is the same thing.” His father commented from the kitchen.
Chang Min walked to the kitchen, his mother following him. Chang Liang stood at the stove, cooking some food for him and his family. Moving to the table, Chang Min sat down, placing the drinks on the table. “I brought the drinks.”
Chang Ying reached for one she thought was hers, taking a sip with a pleased sigh. She chose the right one. “Black coffee is the best.”
Chang Liang and Min made a face at those words. Seeing their expressions, the mother rolled her eyes, “I don’t want to hear it.” She sat down on the other chair.
“We didn’t say anything.” Chang Min replied, his father agreeing with him.
“Your faces said it all.” Chang Ying mentioned before changing the subject, “So, how are you and Ye Xun? Did you have sex yet?”
Chang Min and Liang both choked on their spit. “What!” They yelled.
Laughing, Chang Ying waved them off, “I am only asking a simple question, no need for the reactions.”
Blushing bright, Chang Min looked at the wall, “We are doing fine. And eh, we haven’t gone all the way yet.”
“Why not?” Chang Ying asked. Chang Liang started whistling to himself, not wanting to be in the conversation.
It has always been like this. Chang Min’s mother is ready to talk about everything and anything, while the father would rather know the bare minimum.
Chang Min started drumming his fingers on the table, too embarrassed to look at his mother. “I want our first time together to be special. Where or what should I do for it to be special?”
Chang Ying started taping her chin, humming a bit, “I don’t know. Your father and I’s first time happened at the hospital. He fell off his motorcycle in the middle of the street.
“I remember being scared and nervous that something had happened to him. But when I got to the hospital, he was fine and only had minor injuries. I was relieved and angry. We ended up having an argument about safety that ended up with us having sex in the hospital bed.” Chang Ying had a smile on her face as she reminisced about that time.
The father covered his face, groaning, while Chang Min wanted to bang his head on the table. He should not have asked his parents. He forgot his mother would use her experiences to help him.
“Uh, dad?” Chang Min looked to his father, who seemed ready to walk out.
Chang Liang was silent for a second before sighing, “You two can plan a weekend trip to a nice place and go from there.”
“Oh, that is pleasant. Your father loved taking me out on the weekends. That is how I ended up pregnant with you.”
“Honey, please.” Chang Liang begged his wife to stop.
Chang Min felt the same way. He wished his mother would stop mentioning this stuff. He would rather not think about his parents having sex. That is asking for him to be impotent for life.
“Thank you, dad. I can try that out.” Chang Min responded.
“Oh, give your mother some details on how it goes.” Chang Ying brightly smiled
“Please, don’t.” Chang Liang shook his head.
Chang Min laughed. He is not going to tell his mother anything.
Yao Zhihao sat on his couch, barely watching the TV. His mind was elsewhere.
When he came back home, Shao Yuhan had left with some of his things and clothes. Yao Zhihao raged for a while, throwing and breaking stuff. It took Xian Bo, who came home with him (not that he asked Xian Bo to), two hours to calm him down.
After Yao Zhihao calmed down, he ended up shutting down instead, causing Xian Bo to stay the night and care for him.
It was pathetic and reminded Yao Zhihao of back then.
He would never change, it seems. But at least, this time, his parents were not here to lock him away.
He sighed as his bloodshot eyes looked at the tattoo on his wrist, covering an old scar. Yao Zhihao bitterly laughed; his parents were right about him. He is nothing but a monster that would never have anyone to love because he breaks them to the point they run away.
Yao Zhihao closed his eyes from exhaustion, his mind thinking about his parents and Shao Yuhan.
“I cannot take this anymore! I used to pray and pray for a child. And I thought God answered my prayers when you were born, but it was the devil instead because you are a demon!” Yao Zhihao’s mother crazily yelled at a little Yao Zhihao.
Her eyes were bloodshot and crazed as she held her bleeding hand. A little Yao Zhihao watched his mother with indifferent eyes, holding onto a battered stuffed animal his mother tried to take. There was blood under his nails, slowly falling on the stuffed animal.
Yao Zhihao’s father came running over after hearing his wife yell. He bent down a few feet from Yao Zhihao, giving him a shaky smile. “Your mother does not believe that. She is under a lot of stress. She loves you, son; I love you.”
His mother looked away, holding onto her hand with a clenched jaw. Yao Zhihao tilted his head, looking down at the stuffed animal in his arms, “If you love me, why won’t you touch me? Do you think I am a monster too?”
“No, nev—”
Yao Zhihao cut his father off by walking away to his bedroom. He stopped for a second, saying behind his back, “It is okay if you don’t love me; Little BiBi loves me enough.”
He walked into his room, closing the door as he slid down on the floor, petting Little BiBi. “Outside is not a good place, Little BiBi. Everyone will give you fake love with a smile on their face while calling you a monster from behind.
“But not me. I will love you forever, Little BiBi, and never let anyone take you like my mother tried to. Because you love me as no one else would.”
It took one more petting before Little BiBi’s ear fell off. Yao Zhihao grabbed the ear, standing up as he made his way to his sewing kit. Sewing would always hurt his small fingers. But as long as it put Little BiBi back together, he didn’t mind the pain.
We are getting extremely close to Ye Xun and Chang Min’s first time. So, going back, Ye Xun won, by one vote, to top first. So, he will top first and Chang Min right after that and so on. They won’t go back and forward, it is more on how they feel will top that day.
Also, a bit of Yao Zhihao past coming through. There are twenty chapters left in this arc, so all your questions will be answered.
Also, I am close to 100 subscribers on Tapas and wanted to do a special chapter of a Q&A there and a short story when I reach it. Do any of you have questions about the story you would want to be answered or how I started the story (leave a comment below)?
The mom is firing such straight balls one after the other I can’t 😂
And damn, Yao Zhihao sounds really pitiful now… 😭
What’s the story on Tapas?? Or are there more than one??
I’m talking about this story. It is on Tapas too.
Oh really?! I’m going to look for it, thanks 😊
Obrigada pelo capítulo. ❤