. Dug his grave .
"That should compensate my earlier actions no?.".
Anying blinked as his lips formed an ' o ' shape. That was it?. He nodded then. Did he even have a choice?.
"Well. The next time I ask something of you, you should always reconsider disrespecting the order because you wouldn't love the outcome of it.". It was a bleak statement that held threats.
Yet Anying just nodded then literally shrugged. He was used to it. He would only be beaten or tortured by Hanze. Nothing else. So as far as he didn't die then he didn't want to care anymore.
But, that was his biggest mistake. Hanze caught his shrugg, making the room's temperature drop lower than should be.
"Fine. Seems my Torture is now useless against you. Good.". He said to the now painfully regretful Anying who decided not to speak. Only beg with his eyes. But it was ineffective as Hanze ignored them and added.
"Any crime you commit now, equals one live of someone you're acquainted with.".
Anying automatically paled. ' what the fuck?! '. "Han-ze...". Anying was now about to cry as he called Hanze's name... Hopefully it came out soft and melted Hanze's heart...
No no... Not his loved ones... Not his friends... Why was Hanze being like this?... Why was he hellbent on making anying's life a living hell?!... Most of all, why did every of Anying's actions make him enraged... Or crazy?!. Why?!. Oh Why?!. Oh Why?!.
Tears dropped from his eyes as hanze ignored him outright. Not withdrawing his aura either... So Anying had to cover with the duvet. But still, he was still shivering under the sheets.. after all hanze's aura.. could freeze hell over...
But luckily, when he stirred at night, he came face to chest with a broad... Chest?... A hand was wrapped around his waist too. So, he did what he must, which was to Snuggle closer to the source of warmth and sleep off.
But then when he woke up in the morning, the source of warmth was nowhere to be seen, it made him pout in disappointment and relief because he could now breath freely and not wince every second due to someone's constant freezing stare.
"Hey cchini, the freedom can do! ". He said and climbed down the bed with a half relieved expression.
Why was it half relieved you ask?. Duh, His friends life are now. Endangered because of his own carelessness.
"Ha!. Lazy host!.". Cchini scoffed In response to Anying, making the youth roll his eyes in question.
"Is that your mantra or something". He asked as he walked to the bathtub, discarding his clothes along the way.
Cchini scoffed. "Who are you stripping and shaking your butt for?!. I'll have the last laugh lazy lad!." And then poof* it was gone.
Anying shook his head in disbelief. "How Did I strip and shake my butt?. What does my butt have to do with this troublesome AI?. Ugh.". He just decided to ignore the AI for now as he submerged into the Cooling waters.
...
Hours passed and Hanze came back... Pretending no warm moment ever happened between them... Warm?. Ha!. Warm!. What was he even expecting, that was all an illusion.
Anying didn't dare dwell on it. So when Hanze continued being a cold devil that he was, Anying was the least affected but..... He feared for his friends lives so.... He made sure not to offend the handsome devil.
So, the days went by and Weeks passed in the blink of an eye.
....
Today was ummm... ' what's today cchini? '. Anying didn't know what today's date was or... The day nor the weather so..
And in the last few weeks, him and cchini had turned twins, they often fought but that was it.
"I don't know lazy host.". Cchini replied using sound waves, so Hanze who was sitting in front of Anying didn't hear a thing... Or did he?.
Anying pouted... Luckily, away from the grim reaper's sight, who was nibbling anying's fingers... Ahem... Chips.
' cchini! '.
' fine! Today is Saturday!. Get that into your thick skull, lazy host!. S-a-t-u-r-d-a-y! '.. cchini slammed the info into his brain making Anying ungrateful.
' congrats. You just successfully threw my gratitude for you outside the window '.he supplied, trying not to withdraw his fingers from Hanze's mischievous mouth.
' like the window is even open... '. Cchini scoffed and just left... Well, much to anying's disappointment.
Now he would be forced to give his undivided attention to the sensation Hanze's mouth and tongue was giving to his fingers.
Yeah... It is what it is. He was sitting in front of Hanze feeding him one packet of chips since two... Was it three hours now?.
Why?. Hanze ate one chip semi quarter Per bite. And slowly ate it until he took in anying's delicate fingers uno his mouth to suck. And when Anying complained for the first time, he was given a glare that could freeze hell over.
Ah, it made him realize that sitting and having Hanze suck his fingers while working on his laptop wasn't a bad idea after all. It was ticklish yeah... And maybe sending wrong signals towards his nervous syste-- *knock*knock*knock*.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door that interupted his thoughts and focus... Minus Hanze's sucking. Anying blessed whoever was at the door.
But when Hanze didn't even break focus, he was petrified. "S-someone. Is at the... door?..". Anying informed... More like questioned nervously.
He didn't get a response... Only a slight bite that made him gasp.
"Can I... Answer then?..". Anying asked cautiously when a knock came again.
"Hm..". Hanze hummed. Oi?.
"Who is it?.". Anying called... Emotions in his voice, relief, anticipation, freedom, escape router and oh... He was so shocked when he heard a low dangerous growl.
He shrinked and just waited for the person at the other side of the door to speak while apologizing. "Sorry...".
"It's me.".