"Why are you so naive, silly bunny?" Zhang Hei whispered the question, not wanting to disturb the other man's rest.
It was already past midnight. He and Jun had had a serious chat before, but Jun was starting to feel sleepy, and Zhang Hei asked the young man to sleep. Just like an obedient child, Jun nodded at him before closing his eyes, and half an hour later, Zhang Hei could only hear the man's steady breathing becoming a melody in his quiet bedroom.
He was still lying on his side while supporting his head with his right hand, and his left hand slowly moved towards Jun's face before using the tip of his index finger to gently touch the man's forehead.
It was as light as a feather grazing skin, and that was because Zhang Hei didn't want to disturb his boyfriend's rest.
"More than four hundred years ago, were you also a naive and silly bunny?" He once again whispered another question.
