Wild Creatures

Chapter 11

They were sitting in a bus, travelling to the better side of town.

Wei Ying knew these places existed; he'd grown up in one similar to these houses after all.

But that was another life, a long time ago.

All the houses had high gated security, tall trees to stop people seeing inside, and where Wei Ying could see into their property, he saw multiple garages and expensive cars costing more than what he made in a whole year.

Probably.

The gardens were meticulously well kept with pruned bushes and freshly mowed lawns, pillars at doorways and cameras everywhere. After a while, Wei Ying closed his eyes and sank further into his seat.

"Tired?" Lan Zhan asked him.

Wei Ying nodded.

The smell of old sweat, body odour and stale cooking was strongest in the bus when they first got in, now as more and more people left because the ones that lived in those houses certainly did not travel by bus, the smell lessened considerably.

Lan Zhan had twice more felt hungry enough to bite his lip and was discreet about it so that Wei Ying would not ask him questions.

Exposing anything about himself felt like peeling back his skin by his own hand and Lan Zhan felt too vulnerable to start a conversation like that. But he knew without a doubt that he was running out of time.

Luckily, he spotted the familiar building that housed their condo.

"This is our stop." He said, waiting until the bus actually stopped before attempting to stand up.

Why were all bus drivers lacking in that one all-important skill of gently stopping and gently taking off?

They all needed to go back to driving school, in his opinion.

Again, he displayed that same fluid agility when rising, holding out his hand for Wei Ying to take and enjoying that beautiful pink blush on his face as they walked towards the exit.

"You're so graceful, Lan Zhan." Wei Ying commented, stepping off the bus.

Lan Zhan refused to say anything about that.

"So...do you live alone?" Wei Ying wanted to know.

He was having secret tingles of joy in his heart, well aware that Lan Zhan could probably hear the steady faster beating of his heart, and knew his blood should be smelling much sweeter...but Wei Ying simply couldn't help feeling so happy over such a small thing.

Lan Zhan still hadn't let go of his hand, his bigger one encompassing Wei Ying’s with a solid presence. Wei Ying felt looked after, and comforted too.

He couldn’t explain it either because no one had held his hand like this...and then kept a hold of it. It was the sweetest thing.

"I live with my brother." Lan Zhan said.

Wei Ying screeched to a halt.

"W-whatdya mean? Your brother? We can't go in there!" His panicked gaze landed on the building as if Lan Zhan’s brother was already storming towards them.

Lan Zhan had to smile at him, because Wei Ying looked way too cute.

He used some of his super strength to pull Wei Ying closer, and then he pressed his lips against Wei Ying’s forehead. His other arm came around to hold Wei Ying closer.

"Thank you for caring about me." He said in a low voice, causing Wei Ying to shiver.

"Lan Zhaaaan!" He whined, when the other went to the keypad and typed in a number.