07: BLOOD, LOVE & PAIN ||Yizhan Fanfic - BJYX|| 18+

008: So Oddly Familiar

It was like time halted at that moment. His breath hoicked, his eyes enlarged, his lilac lips slightly parted, his stomach tightened and his heart thumped beneath his chest as he remained there, a pair of brawny arms engirdled securely around his delicate waist, his hands placed on top of a broad chest while his stupefied bronze-colored eyes ogled into a pair of dark orbs, impaling through his soul with a hint of familiarity that Xiao Zhan could swear he had seen those eyes before.

And abruptly, everything dematerialized around Xiao Zhan, he stood in a world where nothing existed but him in the arms of the prince, scrutinizing each other's eyes as if it was the most significant thing in the whole world.

Sluggishly, Xiao Zhan tilted his head, seeming to have recovered from his state of shock but did not attempt to part from the other's hands.

He stared at the fourth prince from a different angle, taking in the layout and edifice of his sliver mask and Xiao Zhan got a peek of his sharp jawline and he couldn't help but wonder what lay beneath that mask cause from this angle, Xiao Zhan could see an esthetic man concealing his appearance from the world.

Was he repellent or bodacious as he visualized?

Suddenly, Xiao Zhan was lost as an extensive smile spread on his face, his gaze not parting from the prince's mask while another image took over his head, a scene where the fourth prince stood without a mask, revealing to be the most handsome man in the world, standing there in his white hanfu robes, his hands held behind him, his face phlegmatic and dour while the wind blew through his lengthy white hair that appeared so flawless, Xiao Zhan could bet with his life that the prince's hair was just as creamy and velvety, he swallowed back the urge to suddenly run his hands through the prince's hair.

Unknowingly, Xiao Zhan's hand moved on its own, heading towards the mask of the prince, his plump bottom lip trapped between his teeth while his mind wandered far, if only he could take off the mask, He would hit the jackp...

"Don't even think of it"

Instantly, Xiao Zhan's hand hung in midair at the rough and cold voice that brought a chill down his spine, knocking him back to reality, a reality where he was trying to take off the mask of the prince. The fourth prince suddenly let go of his grasp around his waist and Xiao Zhan staggered back into the waiting arms of Yuan.

Fourth Prince Lan took a step back and straightened his attires before holding his hands behind him, standing there elegantly, his dark eyes holding nothing, thick with a void. "What is going on?" He finally catechized, his gaze falling on his commander who approached and saluted.

"Your highness. I was educating the consorts of the rules"

Suddenly, Xiao Zhan felt an ache beneath his chest. Slowly, his hand went up to his chest and grasped the clothes covering his chest.

What was that?

"Young master, are you feeling alright?" Yuan grilled with solicitation, watching the way Xiao Zhan suddenly panted, sweats trickling down his forehead.

"Escort the third consort to his quarters" the prince ordered and Yuan didn't need to be told twice as he chaperoned the panting omega out of the room with his hand around his shoulder.

Xiao Zhan couldn't help but reel his head to glance back at the prince.

So familiar, why?

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Xiao Zhan stared into nothing, sitting on the floor in the middle of his chambers, his legs folded, his posture messy, not that he liked as he mashed his chin into his palm while his elbow rested on his thigh, what was wrong? He didn't know.