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It was pretty late when Zhan came back home. It was a really stressful day with a lot of people surrounding him all day, letting him barely air for him to breathe, and also a lot of business smiles and exhausting hours of people asking him questions they actually didn't care about. Along the way he realized people weren't actually interested in him, but in the life he got after his fame blew up the whole internet 3 years ago. He barely was a person anymore. Public sight turned him into a robot, and his agency wanted to keep it that way, maybe just for one more year, so they make sure they'll milk everything out of it. Not all days you turn into the greatest person of China. He had to admit it was a lot of luck.
He wasn't complaining about everything, he liked being seen and helping people wherever he could. He liked being in front of a camera, portraying different people, making people feel him and feel everything his characters had to give. He likes the feeling of being occupied, of being useful. But most of all he liked the feeling of choice. It wasn't like he had a lot of choice in his life because of the constant eyes on him all the time, but either way he liked the feeling of having options, even if they were little things, like which hour he wanted the fly's or were he would stay when he had to leave home for too long. Zhan actually felt that he always had the gift of choice, but when he was a regular person, it didn't felt like he deserved it. He always thought he had to fight for it so he could enjoy it when he had whatever it was. He was always prepared for war and never really took the time to enjoy the little things he had earned with the years
He obviously missed the freedom and not being watched all the time, but he couldn't bring himself to regret it, it felt right, like he was meant for him.
Beside, without all of this, he wouldn't met the reason he smiled everyday and felt that the world was entirely pink
Yibo
Fuck he loved Yibo desperately, sometimes he could feel the love flowing down his vains, he could picture it, the color, the heaviness, the speed it rush between his muscles, the way it combines with his heartbeats. Zhan actually felt every heartbeat calling Yibo's name, every second, every millisecond of him being alive. He was in love before, but it never felt this... good. He felt "love" wasn't the right word anymore. It was more like... anything and everything for him. Yibo had him all and fully, completely, hopelessly and lovingly at his feet.
So he couldn't bring himself to regret everything he went through for him to get Yibo. That was pure luck too
Yibo decided he liked him back, and even though they got a little rough at the beginning of their relationship, everything resolved with them speaking up and saying they were feeling out loud. It felt like a weight lifting out of their shoulders. And since then, everything was literally perfect. They fight, they love, they eat, they sleep and they live with each other. It was perfect. It was human.
So on days like this, Yibo was his only reason to get energy out of literally nowhere and go home to cuddle him and drift away in his scent. His manager told him he was having a day off because of the hectic schedule he had these past days and Zhan internally loved the idea of spending all day with his love. Domesticity was something they always craved.
Nonetheless he didn't actually know if Yibo had the day off either. Sighing a tired breath, he left his manager and walked the long driveway. Yibo and he lived in a private community they both really liked. They also didn't have a big, luxury house like most, if not the whole world think. Actually it was a not too big cottage with a small garden in the front and a lot of space behind. Yibo liked the freedom and the morning scent of wet grass in the morning, and Zhan liked it too.
While walking slowly through the road, he looked up to the sky and saw the stars fully bright, illuminating his way
"It's full of stars today, Yibo will love it" whispered with a soft smile on his lips. Then he thought Yibo bright even harder than all of those stars together.
He kept walking for a bit more and in the distance he saw his beautiful home lighted up by the smooth light of the candles in the entrance, and the silky mewl of loud music playing inside. He smiled wider. Yibo was a nighter, and he was always so full of energy. Zhan really loved that from him, it was like seeing the sun, always moving, always shining, and Zhan was definitely happy to be rotating around him.
He opened the door and the loud music hit him even harder. He had a headache but Yibo was probably practicing his dancing or some performance he had to do soon, so he didn't paid attention to it and closed the door behind him. The music was coming from the big speaker they had in the living room, but Yibo was out of sight. The exhaustion of the day was heavily pounding against his shoulders, making him walk slower to the kitchen for a glass of water.
"Maybe he's in the studio, I shouldn't disturb him, he's probably working on something" mumbled while the glass filled and shoved it down his throat, feeling thirsty suddenly
He was resting against the corner of the table when he felt a pair of arms hugging him from behind, and a soft hair tingling the back of his neck. Zhan felt his warm breathing against the little hairs in the back of his neck, making him shiver. But something was off
"Hi baby" whispered softly, trying to turn around and take a look at Yibo's face
He received a hum in response and his arms tightening around his waist, hugging him harder
Zhan always felt when Yibo was feeling distressed or sad, so he learned how to handle it. Either way, if it was a good or a bad emotion, Yibo always had some trouble controlling them, so Zhan usually helped him accommodating himself to his mood, trying to make it slightly better for him. Yibo was a softie and Zhan knew he had a lot of problems with his emotions, doesn't matter if it was controlling them of feeling them
So when he felt Yibo was feeling a little off, he gave him his time to hold him and do whatever he needed to do to feel better. He waited until Yibo's breathing was softer and tried to turn around again. Yibo let him, still hugging him tho
"Hi" said again, stroking the back of Yibo's hair, giving his a little massage
Yibo's head was still resting in the same place, now placed comfortably in his chest. He meet his answer again an Zhan took it as a "give me some time", so he waited
After some other time, Yibo pulled up to meet Zhan eyes, placing his cheek in Zhan collarbone, looking at him with big, silky eyes. Zhan absolutely loved the way Yibo looked at him with his beautiful eyes. His pupils dilating and going gentil while gazing at his face. It never fails to making his heart throb harder and harder inside his chest, feeling absolutely loved and cared for by him. Yibo always looked at him like he was such strange metal that worthed a lot, and Zhan loved the feeling those eyes gave him, security and love flowing through.
He smiled at him and placed his hand on Yibo's cheek, caressing there. He kissed his forehead and gave him some more time. Yibo didn't looked like he wanted to talk yet
Some minutes after, Yibo finally talked
"How was your day?" Asked with a low, soft voice,straightening up to pull Zhan close
"Awful and stressful, but I have tomorrow's off" He implied the question in his tone of voice, saying it a little bit higher than his usual tone. It was something he didn't notice until Yibo told him, his voice always did strange things when he talked to him.
"Then I have tomorrow's off too" replied with a smirk "Wanna see a lot of movies with you" said again, smiling.
"Deal" Zhan laughed, and placed his arms around Yibo's neck, tangling and caressing the back of his head.
They stood there, just looking gazing at each other deeply, feeling the comfortable surroundings around them, enjoying each other's company. The music was still loud, Zhan still had a headache, but he couldn't bring himself to care about anything more than the man standing in front of him.
"Something happened baby?" Asked carefully, Zhan didn't wanted to press Yibo to talk about whatever made him feel bad
Yibo grimace and shrugged his shoulders "nothing particularly bad, I was just feeling a little bit off"
Zhan nodded and sighed again remembering the fatigue his body was suffering. He leaned against Yibo's body, letting him support him and caress his back slowly. Suddenly, a voice asked from top of him
"Hey" said "Wanna do something fun?" Asked excitedly
"What?"
"Dance with me" asked even more eagerly
Zhan couldn't stop himself from laughing at the emotion on Yibo's face, feeling joy and pure love in his heart
"Right now? It's like 2 am Yibo" said, rolling his eyes
Yibo pouted and started giving little jumps in place, looking even younger than he already was. Zhan laughed again "No one it's gonna complain ge! It's gonna be fun, I swear!"
Zhan never, literally never was able to say no to Yubo, it was absolutely unnatural to him to reject something the love of his life asked, so he was obviously down for anything the younger wanted
"Okay" said with a smile and then turned into a full laughter when Yibo jumped higher and grabbed his hands, practically running towards the studio
Zhan personally designed the studio for Yibo to be as comfortable as he could when he danced. So he made connections between the living room and Yibo's studio so he could still hear as loud as he could the music from the speaker even if it was far away. Yibo really like how the speaker sounded but he didn like to have thing crowding in his studio, so he didn't have anything in there, not even his own speaker to practice with.
Zhan didn't have confidence in himself when it came to dancing, but he knew Yibo wasn't expecting him to do a full choreo out of nowhere. He knew Yibo loved sharing the little things he liked with him, and dancing was the most important, so he stopped overthinking and just danced whenever the younger asked. Everytime they ended it up laying in the floor laughing really hard until they were breathless
Yibo stood in the center of the studio and started swaying along to the beat of the music, closing his eyes while his arms went up and down, freeing a joyful laughter. He moved around, shifting along the place, looking so free and beautiful Zhan got breathless looking at him. He could never trade the feeling of him looking Yibo dance. It was a paradise just being able to witness him in his whole glory. He smiled even bigger, just standing there, looking totally blizz out by the view
"Ge!" Screamed "Come here! Dance with me!" Said with a laughter bubbling in his voice, eyes shining with happiness
Zhan let out a full belly laugh and came close to Yibo. He started moving with him, self consciously at first but then freely when saw the look on Yibo's eyes. He spinned around, his arms up and eyes closed, just feeling everything around him so vividly colored. He opened his eyes and looked and Yibo even happier, laughing and smirking, moving around him.
Zhan couldn't place the extreme blissful he had in his whole chest, warming everything up, feeling so happy that he might explode. Yibo held his hands and made him spin around and then they got closer until their chest's were plastered against each other. They kept moving, laughing and loving every single second of it all, going through a lot of songs, not even feeling the tiredness of being dancing for a lot time
Zhan indeed felt his tiredness, stressfulness and his headache disappear, his mind only focusing on Yibo and the glorious feeling of being able and lucky enough to be giggling with him, to see him this happy, free and bright, dancing so joyfully. A tiger full of power and life.
They kept going until the sun was rising in the horizont. Full rays of yellow coloring the white walls of the studio and crashing against the mirror, creating a lot of small rainbows all around the room. It was colorful, but Zhan couldn't stop looking at Yibo who had collapsed and now was lying down on the floor, looking totally happy, with his right arm curled against his eyes and the other placed by his side. He was smiling. Zhan copied his smile and collapsed on top of him
"Ow, Ge, careful, I'm fragile" exclaimed laughing
"Yeah, sure" Zhan answered sarcastically and accommodated himself comfortably on top of Yibo, his head pillowed in his chest.
They didn't move, just laying there, Zhan hearing the stables heartbeats of Yibo's heart, and Yibo caressing his waist, giving little circles, massaging. When the sweat started cooling off, Yibo moved uncomfortably below him, not too aggressive but enough to wake up a sleepy Zhan who was dozing off on top of him.
"Ge, let's move, my back hurts and I wanna shower" Yibo asked tiredly, his eyes dropping to see a very sleepy Zhan on top of him. He laughed and grabbed Zhan's waist to pull him higher till they were face to face, close. Zhan's hair was messy, his eyes half-open because of the sleep and a little pout in his lips, gazing at him back. The sunlight made his brown eyes, light turning them into honey. Looking totally flawless and gorgeous. Yibo really thought Zhan was the most perfect person who stepped on earth and he was lucky enough to hold him like this.
Yibo never told Zhan but he fell for him the exact moment he saw him enter the building where he was practicing his new choreo. It was just a blur, but Yibo knew he'll never again fall for someone else. It was Zhan, and just Zhan.
Yibo put his hands on each side of Zhan's neck, giving little taps. He needed urgently to tell Zhan every single thing he was feeling inside him
"I enormously. Fantastically. Heavily and intensively love you Xiao Zhan"
A "I love you too" felt so out of place for Zhan, it felt like it couldn't reach the heavy love he had inside his chest, so he did what he felt was right. Kiss him
He closed the gap between their lips, lovingly and softly, feeling the plum if Yibo's lips caressed his own, enjoying the movement, the taste, the shape, everything. They kissed speaking every single thing words didn't get to express fully. Yibo was light headed, loving the way Zhan kissed him, possessive, with love, with lust, with everything he had inside, pouring it into the kiss.
Zhan pulled off just a little bit, panting slightly and looking down at Yibo. He was obviously kind of dizzy because of the kiss, and Zhan loved the sight. It was everything
"I think you don't understand quite yet how much I love you" whispered in Yibo's lips, giving him little kisses
"I do know, that kiss made it very clear" replied laughing
Zhan laughed back and kissed him again, more easy this time but not less intense. He pulled back after some minutes, surging for air
He spoke again "No you don't, but that's fine, I have my whole life to make you see, don't worry"