Anying woke up... Only the next morning. Because he could now just get food without going through much fuses. All he had to do was bath, brush his teeth, dry his hair, wear long sleeved shirt that gobbled him up without buttons - learned his lessons from last time - a pair of loose tight trousers and then do this.
Sit on the bed with face flushed and order. "Cchini, get me breakfast.". With a slightly blank expression.
Cchini appeared immediately seemingly offended. "Don't get all smug so soon. I'm sure you'll screw up everything pretty soon.". The system railed. And at the ending disappeared after activating the food-board and being ignored by Anying.
Anying scoffed. He'd been obedient... And he wasn't keen on allowing a robot spoil the mood he was in... Happy?... No. He just decided on something. He wanted to start following and playing on every of Hanze's whims.
Yeahs,yeahs, he said it before buu-hey. That was before. Now he was going to stick by it. All he had to do was act like a normal human would. Stop acting like a wet rat and staying numb to Hanze's tortures.
He had experienced it before duh, so... Stay numb... He wasn't scared of hanze anymore... Right?... Right?!.
Right, calm down. He sighed, shaking his head of hair, and went to the food-board to take his food, then to the sofa.
And he began gnawing silently on his tortillas with toast. Blinking occasionally in silence.
"Hm...hmm...what a world...". He singsonged, to himself obviously.
Some minutes later, the youth finished eating, so he went to keep the plate, stretched like a kitten and staggered to the bed... Of course while ignoring cchini's banters and looks of disdain.
"Lazy host!. You're getting lazier by the seconds!.". The AI snorted.
"Hm~ of course ... Cchini go to sleep.". Anying hissed out and fell face first on the bed.... It felt like he hadn't slept before the mornings.
"Hmph!". Cchini scoffed and just left. With a. "I'll be laughing at you soon!.".
To the core he loved seeing Anying's pursed lips and bullied expressions. He was sure though. The youth would screw up s--.
"In your dreams cchini...in your dreams...". Anying yawned as his long lashes fluttered close... Ah...
"Lazy host.". Unbelievable cchini scoffed and left.
...
It'd been three days now, since Hanze left... And Anying had been looking at the door with anticipation since then... He was missing Hanze... So what... His stubborn heart couldn't get the fact that Hanze was a monster into it's red self.
Right now he was sitting cross legged on the white sofa, drinking lemon water. With a bored expression. His dark hair was left to drape around his frame, and he was putting on again, a long sleeved shirt that reached just above his knees.
Was he trying to seduce?!. He looked like a fucking Incubus!, With that overly red pouted lips of his and scrunched up nose... Oh, oh, and the cute frowning lines plus exposed pale legs and milky neck...
... Yeesh ... "Hanze... When are you coming back?.". Anying asked. To tell the truth he was already tired of waiting... It'd been only three days since he left the confinement of this room but he wanted out already.
Top that all with Hanze who just disappeared into thin a--
Anying's train of thoughts suddenly stopped as he sauntered out of the sofa and threw the rest of the lemon water into the food-board, then he stood straight in the direction of the door... So when the door opened, he got a full view of face blanked Hanze.
He had his cold demeanor as usual, hair tied on top of his hair, leaving his forehead bare and highlighting his sharp features and icy blue eyes , which zeroed in on Anying as soon as the man steeped in on his all black attire.
"Welcome...". Anying greeted as his body automatically took on the submissive stance. Head lowered, and body tense.
"Hm....". Hanze replied, but Anying didn't feel him walk past.
The man was still standing in the same place he was before, Anying was sure of it because the cold eyes didn't change their trajectories.
It made Anying raise his head in curiosity, and as he met Hanze's blank scrutinizing stare, he dropped his head back... Regretting his decision.
Now what happened?...
"Come here". He suddenly heard Hanze call... It made him confused, but he still dragged his feet closer, until he was one step away from Hanze.
Then he heard another order. "Place your hands around my neck.".
' wat? ' oooh... Were they go-- "hands around my neck Anying.".
' thanks for cutting my thoughts short '. Anying sneered internally, then he moved forward and gingerly touched the man he had missed... Warm temperature as he remembered... Smooth skin... Ah Anying was going to fall asleep soon
Hanze's presence seemed to lessen to soft and accommodative... What the?.
But before the younger male knew what, Hanze had held his face, caged his figure and collided their lips gently... Wait ... Halt.
Gent-what?!.
"H-mm...hammm...". Anying was enjoying the kiss no doubt... This was the first time Hanze was kissing him gently, nipping his lips gently and exploring his mouth with his soft tongue... It wasn't filled with lust or anger nor coldness... Just pure gentleness and a hint of apology?...
Well, he didn't know why Hanze was kissing him this way buuu.... Anying was just going to enjoy the kiss first, he could feel his knees going soft on him... He was melting into the caring kiss.. he felt fluffy... His moans were being muffled by Hanze's kisses...
Hanze was a skillful kisser... Made him wonder-ah... Forget that. Yet when he was about to immerse himself more into his self proclaimed first kiss, Hanze suddenly shoved him against the wall and walked away.
Anying bit his swollen lips feeling aggrieved as his chest heaved up and down. He continued standing there lost until Hanze's voice met his ears head on.
"That should compensate my earlier actions no?.".