. A horny teenager's mood swings .

Anying was dumbfounded. "Wait...". He said.

"Yes?.". Zucchini answered, raising a brow.

"Did you just laugh with me without knowing why I was laughing?." He asked.

"Ehem?.". Zucchini replied making Anying to open and close his mouth without words then continued eating, when he didn't know what to say.

"Gosh. The likes of you are very boring. Crybaby". Zucchini said and left the youth all by himself.

He was getting used to the silence and restricted movements little by little.

"Ah Hanze would soon get back...". The youth mused while chewing the flavored steak.

It was delicious but small in quantity and wouldn't stay in his stomach.

.... minutes later, he finished eating, returning his plate, gagged and bathed.

"It's evening already... If I sleep now I wont be able to bath later..". He concluded, disposed his big white shirt and black pants before getting into the bathroom.

After twenty minutes he exited the bathtub, put on his dark blue pajama and went under the warm covers...

It was becoming cold recently...

"Perhaps early October... November?... Late, or late December...". He asked uncertainly... He didn't know and don't blame him.

...

Anying slept for two more hours without any hindrance.

But after that he began feeling something warm, soft, wet and slithery going from his ear to the crook of his neck, back to his ear ... It felt good, and unconsciously, he let out soft moans,

"Ahn... hmn ...." Which earned him a slightly harsh bite and warm breath on his earlobe, jolting him fully awake..

The earlier action made him wonder if the collar was still around his neck, but when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw made him forget about what he was thinking.

First of all. He gulped at how terrifyingly close him and Hanze's face where.

Hanze had both his hands on either sides of the youth's head propping himself upon top of his small figure.

And his eyes felt as if they would suck Anying in... They were partially black and partially electric blue.

It scared Anying, and he raised his hand to touch the man's face but, Hanze smacked it back down.

"Ah."Anying was surprised so he called. "Han--.".

"Shut up". Hanze interupted him.

And before Anying could guess what was happening, his head had been yanked back by his hair, exposing his neck for Hanze.

The man leaned down to inhale his scent and Anying shivered unconsciously, and then he felt Hanze's teeth graze, lick and a mumbled question of,

"I want to bond with you, hm?.".

Anying's eyes flew open and he called"Hanze!.".

"Hm?." He answered and raised his head to stare at anying's eyes.

After which, he captured the youth's soft lips between his and kissed the life out of him, it was aggressive and dominating...

Anying even fainted, after all, he was already strengthless before to begin with.

Then did Hanze's sanity and coldness return in full bloom but....

"What did I just say?.". He wondered ruffling his hair.

...

Anying woke up the next morning with a yawn. And stretch on the bed.

"Ahh..". He brought his hands to his mouth, to fan his breathe.

"It's still dark.". He assessed as his eyes adjusted to the darkness.

But when it finally did, he made out Hanze walking towards the door without even sparing him a glance.

"Hanze?.". He called.

Wasn't it too early to go to work?.

But the man didn't stop. He didn't hear someone calling him. Air brushing the hair on his head past his ears.

"Hanze!.". Anying called louder in hopes of getting hanze to stop but the man just opened the door with his cold aura, Walked out and and then closed the door after himself with a bang*.

"What just happened?..". Anying asked blinking his eyes. "Err.. does he have mood swings?.". A horny teenager perhaps?.

Anying shrugged with a "hm?.". And got down from the bed with an aggrieved look after the shock of Hanze leaving without a kiss wore off him.

Same routine... Bathed, counted everything in the room to pass away time Before breakfast when he couldn't catch any sleep and hummed a random tone...

When it got to his appointed time for breakfast, Anying got down from the white sofa and went to take his food. Then he munched on it.

After which he waited, gagged and began walking around the room.

When he tried to open the window, it Didn't budge so he admired the bland thick glasd for a while... Which was becoming white and misty... Was it rain?... Evaporation or snow?.

"Err... Whatever.". He shrugged and walked to stand in front of the big bed.

Now that he noticed, there wasn't a single designed thing in the room... Both the curtains only had their original colors and nothing else, even the bedsheets.. walls....

"I feel like i'm in prison..."... He mumbled. "Prison is even better!.".

With a sigh, he began tapping his cheek for an idea.

"What to do?... What to do... What to do...". He asked with a frown on his face.

Some minutes later after coming up with nothing, he slept off on the bed instead in prep for lunch.

....

Lunch followed the same process.

Eating, gagging, washing his face and sleeping off.

...

"*Griiiiiiiii...*".

"*Griiiiiiiii...*"

"*Griiiiiiiii...*".

The sound of the alarm blaring woke Anying up at his set time.

"M-mmm...". Anying mewled on the bed.

"Ah... For the food I'll gag out anyway.". He complained and still got down.

"Lazy folk. Watch your foul mouth before I report you to Hanze.". Zucchini suddenly spoke inside his head, and Anying knew the AI was annoying him on purpose.

"WARN. Me when you want to speak in my head!.". Anying warned.

"It's the same thing dumbass.".. zucchini replied and the youth just rolled his eyes.

He wasn't in the mood for chitterlings.

He went to take his food when the food-board glowed a faint blue, collected his food, ate, threw up, washed his face, first bathed for the evening and slept off.

...