🔏 My Steps Towards You (我走向你的脚步)

Fifty : Brainless Bunny Needs To Be Tamed

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The sunlight gleamed through the curtains, disturbing Wei Zhan's peaceful sleep. He rolled on the bed to find himself alone. His eyes hesitantly snapped open and saw his husband glaring daggers at him.

Argh, my head is throbbing......Why is Yibo sitting on the floor half naked?? Huh....his hands are cuffed!!!!

"At last you woke up!!" Lan Yibo exclaimed distastefully. "I've been awake since 6 AM."

"Er Gege!" Wei Zhan immediately jumped up from the bed, wrapping himself in the blankets and uncuffed Yibo's hand.

Lan Yibo's wrists appeared to be red and Wei Zhan couldn't help but feel guilty. Lan Yibo rubbed his wrist to ease the pain.

"Yibo, I know that I'm the only one who can tie you up. But I can't recollect anything from last night. Anyhow I'm sorry." Wei Zhan apologized.

"Hmm." Lan Yibo ignored the younger man and trotted towards the washroom to brush his teeth.

Damn! He seems to be upset.

After freshening up Wei Zhan grabbed a gel and approached the second Lan, "Yibo, show me your hands."

Lan Yibo stared blankly at his husband. He was hesitant but eventually extended both of his hands. Wei Zhan carefully applied the gel on the red wrists, "There. It should help."

Lan Yibo observed his husband closely and noticed him rubbing his temples occasionally. He knew Zhan was having a headache. Lan Yibo quitely picked up the painkillers and handed it to him.

"Have it after breakfast."

"Thanks Er Gege."

Wei Zhan smiled in response and the two went downstairs to have breakfast. He gradually fell asleep on taking the painkillers and slept throughout the afternoon. In the evening, he woke up to find Lan Yibo sitting on the couch with a book in his hand.

Upon noticing the awakened Wei Zhan, Lan Yibo closed the book and asked, "Are you better now?"

"Yep. A lot better."

"Never drink again." Lan Yibo stared at Wei Zhan impassively. But his eyes were clear, commanding the statement.
"Sorry. Was I really that bad yesterday?" Wei Zhan enquired with a chuckle.

Lan Yibo ignored him and got up from the couch, proceeding to go downstairs, "Come, let's have dinner. I've ordered the food."

"Yibo, wait. You didn't answer me." Wei Zhan tagged along with his husband to the kitchen.

The two men had the dinner in the usual silence. But somehow Wei Zhan felt the oddness. His mind was restless as he observed the older man. Lan Yibo used to be a little easy and compassionate around him. But today Yibo is extraordinarily stoic and quiet. Wei Zhan knew his husband was mad at him even though he expressed less.

As Wei Zhan washed the dishes, Lan Yibo picked up a washcloth, "I'll help you."

The younger man couldn't help but reflect a sweet smile. But soon a sense of guilt burdened him. He glanced at Yibo and pouted, "Don't ignore me, Yibo."

"I'm not." Lan Yibo gazed back at the other man.

"You are upset."

"I'm fine."