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AN ICE STATUE, FOODIE AND A FLIRT [BL]

The story is about a 17 [ hundred of years] old Anying who got given the very things he dislikes in life. he loves world peace, freedom, fun and... food. hated killing, Gore , hunger and boredom amongst many others well he loves running away from home whenever he was about getting bound to a location and he always escapes. until the day he made the grave mistake of... allowing himself marry two mysterious people in the hopes of acting coquettish and being set free. but he never knew, not wanting to get tied to the affairs of the throne would get him tied to the affairs of a dome instead. well join this foodie and his tamers as they go through the journey of... taming each other out ... a might likely to find cut scene ... Arenas of death. he abandoned it for years, and came back to meet he had downgraded to third from first rank. that was how hard the game was no worries, he was glad that the game's progress was saved in his cloud account. so he just reinstalled it and continued to regain his former glory The cute thing was so busy playing a game that he didn't notice someone behind him until he heard a deep deadly voice " hand it over ". " ah!". he screamed and turned around thereby loosing hold on the controls of his character. his heart was pounding hard as he held the fabric covering his chest. ' dude you scared me! ' he wanted to yell but no he got up and jumped of the bed to keep his distance before staring at the man's handsome yet chilling visage. he had no time to admire the Man's physique at the moment as he asked while gulping trying to divert the man's attention. " w--what are you, d--doing here?". he was also curious with his fear on why the ice cube was in his room and not being a decoration in his usual position. but his question was met with the darkening of electric blue orbs and a chilling. " now ". ' momma... '. he took a step back instead of handing the phone over because he didn't want his phone to get confiscated... but there was nothing wrong with his phone! this was bullying!!. due to his actions, the room temperature dropped and when he thought the devil would pounce on him, his phone left his hand and appeared on the taller man's outstretched hand. "noooooooo!!! --". " shut up". interupted the flirt who had been leaning on the door bane. Anying didn't dare stare at his face but he could feel dreadful eyes on him. "y-you! what are you doing with my phone!". he yelled when he saw the ice cube's slender fingers operating his phone with lightning speed. but he got no response. "..." Anying began sweating " there's nothing in it !. hand it over !". he was ignored until 30 seconds later, the cube handed him his phone. when he snatched it waringly, he heard the flirt ask in nonchalance " did you delete it from the clouds?". "yes" the cube replied. the foodie got a bad feeling, so he checked his phone quickly and when he did, all Data from his loving game was... gone. it was deleted... for ever... and he couldn't start again because his account was now restricted by the cube. hot tears streamed down his face as he began to sniff. "you're crying because of a mere game ?". his chin was held and he was forced to look up into darkened electric blue eyes. '' mere... mere... mere... mere game! you got jealous of a mere game!. why the heck are you so possessive??!! ".he asked in fury. but the man replied with furrowed brows " it was just non existent Data.l'm still asking why you're crying about it ". unbelievable!. " you got jealous of non existent set of data! why!! ". the guy was furious. ".... " speechless. " because he can. and you have nothing to do about it. you don't have a choice anyway, so stick to whatever we tell you ". answered the flirt. silence then, " I want a deep kiss ". says the flirt as he walked towards him. " no! " screamed Anying. in this kind of situation?!. the flirt tilted his brow in question and asked " who asked you? ". right.

DaoistMqthay · Fantasy
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105 Chs

. shy maiden .

He was... He was acting like a shy maiden!.

He got red allover. Felt safe and warm, felt his heart stir, felt himself being cocooned in a warmth he couldn't explain and hadn't felt for years... He felt he was being pulled to the man with red sharp probing eyes...

Like he could strip jimeng of his cute pink clothes right now and the world wouldn't end... He felt owned!.

No!. Jimeng was over thinking!. He was cheating!.

Oh no... He felt he was cheating!. These were the thoughts, running through his head of hair as the rest of the people spoke... He didn't know what they were talking about anyway so...

But they didn't know he was bothered either. So he got up and excused himself, stuttering and literally ran out of the room. He was ashamed.

Oh his pride!.

His dear pride!.

Running through the hotel corridors, he found the restroom with various directions. Of course after getting lost, lost in thoughts.

When he got in front of the mirror, he plashed water on his beat red face and began patting his cheeks hardly.

Staring at the mirror which had his reflection, he began yapping.

"Jimeng!... Oh jimeng stop acting this way... brother yue would be mad at you!. Such a disgrace!.". Talking to himself.

He composed his emotions with s last blush before turning to leave. Only to come face to face with a ghost standing and leaning against the door.

"Ahhhhh-!!!.".

"Stop screaming like i'm raping you.". Raphael's tired sigh echoed through the walls of the bathroom as he interupted the cute thing.

' I would love to be raped by you '. The thought flashed through jimeng's mind as his heart pounded drastically.

He was shocked by his own thought, he felt like burying himself underground right. Now!.

Nonononononoooooo!!.

Such thoughts!. His whole face turned red as he lowered it and made a meek excuse.

."S-sorry for screaming... B-but I have to leave!. When I mean right now!".

"Oh?.". Raphael was amazed, his lips itched to raise into a smile so he chuckled instead and watched the youth shrink further.

"I really have to go...". Jimeng said again, feeling bullied.. why was Raphael laughing?. No one knew what his mind was conjuring up at that moment, seeing that they were both in this enclosed space...

And how his conscious and heart was judging each other. He wanted to leave!.

"I like you.".

He heard instead. "huh?.". Jimeng questioned confused, his heart leaping as he stared at Raphael's face.

"And I want you to be mine.". Raphael added and jimeng watched bewildered as Raphael's hand raised and aimed for his hair.

He withdrew as reason returned... He wanted too!. To be hugged!. Pinned against the wall by Raphael's broad figure and kissed breathless!. Stripped!, Fuc-!!!

Hell! What was he thinking!. They just met!. and he was pursuing brother yuehua for crying out loud!.

God his poor destiny...!!!.

Raphael's hands clenched as he let it fall back to his sides...

He wasn't going to force himself on jimeng. If the male thought Raphael wasn't good enough then he would slowly win his heart. Naturally .. well. He parted way for jimeng to go, with a promise to meet again, Which jimeng immediately used.

This was abnormal!. He had to run away from the blonde with his red face before he cheated by jumping on top of the vampire and devouring him whole!. He felt like it! But eh?!. It was cheating!.

Jimeng slapped himself as he continued running.

"Idiot... idiot... idiot... idiot... idiot...".

He chanted.

....

They got into the car in silence as Raphael drove them Home. And as soon as the car stopped in front of their black gate, jimeng ran out of the car and into his room like his ass was on fire

Anying immediately grew suspicious as his gaze turned to Raphael who was Waiting for him to leave... Firstly, jimeng was very jovial when they first met, and then when they got to the hotel room he began fidgeting, stammering And... All in all, acting strange. Then when he came back from the restroom, he literally behaved like a rabbit, running with his tail between his legs and fur sharp in alert.

Then he kept quiet throughout the ride instead of hugging Anying all the way and talking throughout like usual... His body was red, both face, and then stealing glances at the handsome devil in form of a blonde driving the car.

It made Anying narrow his eyes at the blonde. "What did you do to him?.". He asked suspiciously.

There was silence.

It Made Anying annoyed. "Hey, i'm talking to you!.". He asked louder.

But as soon as he said that, the entire car literally began cumulating frost.

"Shut up.". Raphael sighed replying coldly ."tch. I see why Hanze treats you as he does.". He tsked. Brats nowadays.

Hey!. Anying wasn't disrespectful!. He was just trying to look out for his friend!. And moreover, Hanze was already a psychopath in the first place!. Hmph!.

He decided to stop talking, opened the door and went inside the house.

Raphael left after that... Preferably to God knows where.

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