Yao Zhihao woke up two hours ago, quickly grabbing three alcohol bottles, drowning them down. He moved from rum to whiskey, and lastly, tequila to forget his dream.
It has been so long since he thought about his parents or his old childhood memories. At sixteen, he started working and left his home to stay in an apartment at seventeen. It was at that time when he stopped all contact with his parents.
He took another swing of the third bottle, sighing as he pulled out his phone. Yao Zhihao wanted to call or text Shao Yuhan, but he stopped himself each time.
But, now that the alcohol is coursing through his system, his fingers did not stop from clicking his tracking app. It has been so long since he tracked Shao Yuhan because he tried to reign in that part of himself.
And here he was, doing something he hadn’t done in a long time.
He clicked on Shao Yuhan’s name, seeing a dot flashing at a particular location. After he saw it, everything moved fast for him.
Yao Zhihao could not remember putting on his shoes and leaving the house. He couldn’t even remember getting in the car, drunkenly driving to the location. All he knows is that he was standing at an apartment building, leaning against the wall as he felt his drink coming back up.
He covered his mouth, leaning over with his eyes squeezed shut. He gagged before cutting it off, swallowing down anything trying to come out.
Fuck, he felt sick and unbalanced.
“Yao Zhihao?” A familiar voice asked, sounding confused on why Yao Zhihao was there.
Yao Zhihao’s head whipped up so fast his blurred vision grew worse as he slipped to the ground. “YuYu,” He called out, his hand slamming back over his mouth as the feeling of throwing up grew over him again.
Shao Yuhan sighed, walking over to Yao Zhihao as he crouched down, “Did you track me down?”
Slowly nodding his head, Yao Zhihao kept his face down to stop anything from coming out.
“Are you drunk?” Shao Yuhan continued to ask, sounding tired. Yao Zhihao nodded his head once more.
Standing back up, Shao Yuhan grabbed Yao Zhihao’s arm, pulling him up. “Try to follow me.” He held onto Yao Zhihao’s arm, walking into the building as he reached the elevators.
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He pushed the button, waiting a few seconds before an elevator beeped open. Shao Yuhan walked in with Yao Zhihao, pushing the button to the fourth floor.
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“How?” Yao Zhihao questioned.
“This is a place I run off to when I don’t want to deal with you. I have had it for four years now.” Shao Yuhan responded, walking Yao Zhihao towards the bathroom.
He opened the toilet seat, placing Yao Zhihao next to it as he crouched down with him. “If you need to throw up, do it now because I don’t want to deal with it later.”
Yao Zhihao looked at the toilet, trying to grab the seat, but slipping and almost falling utterly on the ground. Shao Yuhan helped him, holding him upright. Once he was in a good position, Yao Zhihao finally let everything out.
Rubbing his back, Shao Yuhan hummed, ignoring the smell filling the bathroom. It took a minute before Yao Zhihao stopped, almost resting his head on the toilet seat. Shao Yuhan held his head up, “You done?”
“My stomach hurts.” Yao Zhihao complained.
“I wonder why.” Shao Yuhan mutters, reaching over to flush the toilet. He pulled Yao Zhihao up, bringing him towards the sink as he opened the mouth wash. “Do not swallow this, Yao Zhihao.”
Yao Zhihao nodded before Shao Yuhan poured some mouthwash in his mouth. Yao Zhihao barely gargled the mouth wash before spitting it out. Shao Yuhan gave him some water that he also spit right back out.
Once they finished, Shao Yuhan pulled Yao Zhihao onto the couch, lying him down. He grabbed a cover nearby, setting it on Yao Zhihao. “Rest right here. I have to get back to work (he came back to his place for lunch since it is five minutes from the office).”
Quickly grabbing Shao Yuhan’s shirt, Yao Zhihao stopped him from leaving. “Don’t go, stay, please.”
Shao Yuhan grabbed the fingers holding his shirt, trying to pull them off. “No. We are not doing this again, Yao Zhihao.”
“YuYu, please. I promise to be good, please stay,” Yao Zhihao begged before his words slipped off, “I promise to be a good boy, so don’t lock me away anymore.”
Shao Yuhan’s heart strained as his fingers trembled from those words. He shouldn’t stay. This could be another trick of Yao Zhihao’s to keep him there. But even after everything Yao Zhihao has done to him, he became weak to the man.
He crouched down, taking Yao Zhihao’s hand in his, “I’ll stay. Okay, I’ll stay.”
When Chang Min finally got home, instead of working on a new chapter (he hasn’t put one out for four days now), he started looking at good weekend places for him and Ye Xun.
He could take them to a spa—nothing like a relaxing weekend to get them in the mood. Chang Min bit his bottom lip, growing nervous and excited at the thought.
He had already seen Ye Xun naked, felt his body and everything. But finally, going all the way made Chang Min feel anxiously excited.
Sucking on his bottom lip, Chang Min started to grow hard at the thought. His fingers dug into his pants as he tried to stop himself from touching the one spot that throbbed for it.
His imagination could not stop from picturing how it would feel with Ye Xun inside him or him inside Ye Xun. Chang Min started breathing hard, his eyes filling with desire as his hand could not hold back any longer.
But before he could touch himself, his phone rang. Chang Min jumped up, almost falling off his chair. He reached for his phone, checking to see who was calling him.
Seeing that it was Ye Xun, he slightly blushed before answering the phone, “Shouldn’t you be working?” Chang Min greeted him.
“It is lunch.” Ye Xun responded.
Chang Min looked at the time, raising his eyebrow in question, “This late?”
“I had a meeting that went through my original lunch break. I am taking one now.” Ye Xun replied before asking, “So, what are you doing, now? Did you return home from your parents already?”
Blushing some more, Chang Min looked down at his erection that did not go down. Honestly, hearing Ye Xun’s voice made it worse. He slightly cleared his throat, “Yes, I made it home, and I, um, have been looking at some places we can go for the weekend.”
“You want to go out this weekend? Is it a date?”
“A, very, special date.”
Ye Xun’s voice deepened, “How special?”
Chang Min licked his lips at Ye Xun’s voice. Why did the man have to sound so sexy over the phone? “You know, you and I, alone for two whole days, doing all kinds of things.”
“Hmm,” Ye Xun hummed, “What things? Give me more details, Chang Min.”
“Don’t start, Ye Xun.” Chang Min was breathing hard over the phone. All it took was one move before he started touching himself. And Ye Xun was pushing all the right buttons.
“Don’t start what? I was only asking a question.” Ye Xun tried to play innocent.
“Don’t play innocent, Mr. Ye. I know your game.”
“I love hearing Mr. Ye uttered from your mouth. It makes me want to take you to my job and show you around my office.”
Fuck me. Chang Min thought because he knew what Ye Xun was doing. “I feel like I won’t be doing much seeing.”
“You will be, Chang Min. I promise to show you the best view.”
Cursing in his mind, Chang Min’s hands shook, “I am hanging up, Ye Xun. I know what you are doing. So, eat your food and think about how I am going to take care of my problem, alone.”
“Without me?”
“Without you.” Chang Min hung up his phone, setting it on the table before grabbing himself. A moan slipped from his lips as he thought about how phone sex would have been nice.
But Ye Xun deserves to be left hanging after making his issue worse.
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It’s funny when Chang Min teases, since he seems so fragile the rest of the time.