Twenty-six

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Yibo's pov

I slowly moved my fork to the box of spaghetti that sat on Zhan's thigh. I took a little scoop and guided it to my mouth with my other hand under it, making sure it doesn't fall or drip. As the spaghetti sat on my tongue a powerful taste captured my mouth

"That's so freaking good." I muttered in shock as my body melted from the taste. Zhan chuckled at my reaction and went in for another bite.

Soon enough we'd finished all the food. It was one of the best dinners I've ever had. I was certainly not expecting a meal like this. The food at the food hall is usually mediocre.

"Well, I guess I should get this mess cleaned." Zhan grumbled as he stood

"No, let me do this." I shook my head and smiled at him. He raised a brow, wearing a questioning look.

"You sure?" He asked.

"Yeah I want to." I replied.

"Alright, well I'm off to shower." He announced, standing from the bed.

I carefully stacked all of the boxes and sat them inside the empty brown bags. I folded them and placed them in the trash bin near the kitchen. I returned to the room and decided to make Zhan's bed. The sheets were scrunched up and all over the place. As I was getting out a change of clothes Zhan came in from his shower. Blood rushed through my body like a bullet. Zhan stood in the middle of the room in nothing but a pair of boxers.

"You cleaned up nicely. I wasn't expecting this." Zhan chuckled while looking over his bed. I bet I was cherry red at that point.'

"I-I'm going to shower now." I mutter and scurry off to the bathroom in a quick motion. I literally gasped for air as I shut the door behind me. I honestly don't know why I get excited even though I know nothing can ever happen between us, since he's straight and all. Thinking that with every passing day hurts more and more. My feelings for him keeps growing
endlessly, even when I tell myself nothing can happen. Just one glance from him is all it takes for me to be sent over the edge. I decided to just get in the shower and bury my thoughts. I let the hot water trail across my face and down my body, easing myself.

The shower was a quick detraction, but the thoughts began to resurface when I stepped out. I sighed and started dressing. My face heated up when I realized I brought shorts. I wasn't expecting Zhan to sleep in his boxers so I planned on wearing a pair of shorts to bed. Earlier I rushed off to the bathroom too quickly to remember that. I sighed once more and finished dressing. I hesitantly returned to the room and saw Zhan leaning against the window on his phone. He stood up as he heard my footsteps with his eyes still on his phone.

"Are you heading to bed?" He asked as he finally removed his eyes from his phone. I couldn't reply as he silently scanned my appearance from head to toe. After a moment he set his eyes on mine. I got lost in his. They were so deep and beautiful,
they captured mine, until I realized he asked me a question.

"A-ah... I'm heading to bed whenever you are." I answered, getting a hold of myself.

"Well in that case." He said before leaping onto his bed, back first. I smiled at him as he got under the cover.

"Shoot, I forgot the light, can you shut it out?" He asked lying sideways and facing towards me.

"Yeah, sure." I replied, still feeling red. I did as he asked and made my way to the bed.

"You don't mind me sleeping in my boxers do you?" He asked, wearing a curious expression. Like I said before, who am I to deny him what he wants, especially since I'm the one sleeping on his bed? I
didn't mind him wearing boxers though. It could be a problem for me though.

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