. Feeding a big baby .
But as he was passing through, yuehua who was sitting there suddenly spoke to him.
"Anying... Why are you back already?.". He asked , looking him up and down. It made Anying clench the take out with him closer.
"It's nothing!. I gotta go!.". And then he dashed away, ignoring yuehua's worried calls and expressions, untill he ran in front of the door, opened it and ran in. Then with a *bang* the door closed and he sighed in relief.
Not until a cold voice and glance called him out. "Adverse effects of going out. You sure took your sweet time didn't you?.".
Anying trembled hard. He was frightened by Hanze, who was sitting with black clothes in front of his computer, on the floor.
"G-Good... Evening...". He squeezed out of his lips as his mood plummeted. He was back in here.
"Hm... Good for you. My day was bad.". Hanze replied coldly. No longer focused on him. "Go take a bath first, then come.". He added and Anying immediately left for the bathroom.
He didn't know why Hanze cared if he bathed or not... But he didn't want to get punished for disobedience... After all hanze was a sadist.
He peeled his shirt from his body, then the green pants, then the black shoes, before switching on the shower...
"So warm...mmm....". He hummed under the shower feeling all... Sweat he accumulated from the amusement park get washed away by the water.
He tried to. He tried to get his beating Heart to calm down. Tried to get the intimidating picture of Hanze on black out of his head... Tried to ignore why Hanze was calling him... Tried to forget how handsome and attractive he looked... Tried to imagine how it'd feel if if....
His eyes suddenly opened. "What am I thinking?... That guy doesn't even want me.. or he does?.. whatever.". He sighed and turned off the showered after a good scrub and rinse.
Then he out on his bathrobe and walked out.
His appearance excited someone's dragon.
Wet dripping black hair, misty black eyes... Flushed red skin and sparkling pink lips..
"Go put on something. Don't just stand there.". Hanze clicked his tongue when he sensed Anying standing there.
Anying walked in to the closet with pursed lips and a confused expression. He put on a button up shirt with loose trousers and walked out, after drying his hair... He looked cute, afraid like that and with his shirt swallowing his fingers.
"Now. go to sleep". Hanze suddenly said and Anying blurted out. "Huh?.".
A glare was sent his way that made him gulp. "I'm sorry...". He quickly apologized. He didn't dare to add. ' I thought you were calling me '. Though. Only walked to the table in the room instead of going to bed.
Then he took the take out bag before cautiously walking back to the devil on the floor. "I...um... Bought s-something... For ...you....". He stammered, looking down.
He had already forgotten about what Hanze did to him. At least the man allowed him to go out and meet his friends... He didn't have a choice anyway. But what he didn't expect was Hanze's reply.
"I don't need it. I'd rather not eat it and watch you have the satisfaction of watching me die.".
Anying pursed his lips in his aggrieved state. When did he even plan to kill Hanze?. Could this guy even die?. Why was his goodwill being trsmpled upon like this?. Why didn't he eat his ice cream himself anyway?.
He felt like crying. But he held it in and decided to eat it on his own, by then he could prove Hanze wrong that he didn't want to kill him. Who cares anyway?.
But then again when he wanted to move, Hanze's indifferent voice came taunting. "What you got for me from the deepest part of your soul, keep it hm?.".
Anying was so annoyed. Spoilt brat!. He berated internally and silently walked to the bed to sit, well that sounded familiar.
.' now no spoon '. He sighed and glanced at the dormant food-board.
' I'll just use my hands then. I won't ask that tyrant for anything '. He thought. Guess he really did have an adverse effect from staying outside for just a few hours.
He peeled the ice cream cup open and scooped with his fingers, then he placed it inside his mouth. Humming lightly when the flavour dissolved inside his mouth. He was so busy savouring the taste, with tongue running over his lips until he heard a commanding voice.
"Come here. I changed my mind.".
"Hm?.". Anying's eyes opened, and he flinched when he found Hanze's eyes focused on his mouth, he quickly retreated his fingers and got down from the bed.
' what's up with him? '. He whined internally as he sat opposite Hanze, who then pushed his laptop away and ordered.
"Feed me. The same way you did yourself.".
Anying stared at him dumbfounded., Near like this he seemed colder... But asking something like this... Goosebumps spread across anying's skin as his throat ran dry. He continued staring at Hanze until he was snapped out of his suprised state with a calm question.
"You won't?.". Hanze asked.
"I-i... I would!.". Anying hastily replied. He was only dumbfounded that's all. No bad feelings. Punishments unecessary.
With a pale face, he dipped his fingers, two, into the cream and frighteningly brought them to Hanze's lips....
' oh my goodness!!! '. He was dying!.
Hanze parted his lips when his fingers got to the soft lips... So soft and warm.
Then he pulled anying's hand to better have a taste. Anying thought he would faint any minute!!... This was too much stimulation.
Hanze ignored his predicament as the youth's face turned red. He ran his tongue skillfully around anying's fingers... It was ticklish and sending wrong signals towards anying's nervous system...
By the time the first lick was over there was already a line of sweat on Anying's face as he withdrew his still wet hands... Hanze's mouth was warm... Really warm... Ahhh!. His brain was going to shut down.