“Guys, where are Kris and Tao,” Xiu Min’s voice echoed as he placed some plates one the table. He looked at Lu Han and Se Hun who were all into each other, ignoring him. Rolling his eyes, he shook his head and glanced at Baek hyun. “Baek, can you call them? It’s dinner.”

With a shrug, Baek Hyun pouted, “I don’t dare to call them, hyung!” He looked at Chan Yeol, next to him. Leaning to his ear, Baek Hyun whispered something and the next moment Chan Yeol’s eyes got wider than they already were. “They’re doing it even now?” he squealed, clapping his hand with pleased look on his face. He looked up and smiled widely at the dancer who was putting some food on the table with an annoyed look.

“Yah, Yi Xing-ah, you wanna come to call our TaoRis?” Chan Yeol spoke, his voice sounding too amused. 

Hearing the so popular couple name, Yi Xing’s face fell. He stared at the plates in his hands, feeling how the aching heart of his almost give in and before he could drop the plates, he put them on the table. Without showing any of the pain he was feeling, he smiled at his oblivious group members, “Ah, no, you go. I, I need to…”

“It’s his turn to get the dinner ready, so go without Yi Xing.”

With grateful eyes, Yi Xing looked at his older group mate. Lu Han.

“Yah! I’m hungry!” Lu Han high-pitched suddenly trying to change the atmosphere around Yi Xing. Nodding he laughed at his cute hyung and placed the kimchi on the table, too. He saw Se Hun grab Lu Han’s hand a little bit too harsh, a pout on his lips. Before turning his stare away from them, he saw how Lu Han whispered something into Se Hun’s ear. A sweet smile plastered on his lips, Lu Han curved his head in a cute way. Of course Se Hun couldn’t resist him and leaned in to plant a kiss on his lips.
 

“They’re here!”
 

Yi Xing grabbed the bowl with rice harder and after placing a fake smile on his face and trying to slow down his beating heart, he turned away and met the casual look on Yi Fan’s face. Yi Xing smiled widely at his leader, “You guys done?” he teased and eyed Tao who was blushing next to his boyfriend. He pouted and took Yi Fan’s hand into his, making a certain boy’s eyes darken. Don’t touch him, , Yi Xing couldn’t help but want to pound Tao’s face onto the table, but he remained silent.

“Yah, don’t tease them,  Xing Xing!” Jong In suddenly entered the kitchen and put his arm around Yi Xing, catching Yi Fan’s attention. He leaned closer to Yi Xing and grinned brightly. “If you want, we can enjoy ourselves too?” he whispered loud enough for the other to hear them. Yi Xing punched his chest, laughing and looked up, only to get welcomed by a not so amused looking Yi Fan. Secretly, he held up his eyebrows, signaling Yi Xing before turning to his boyfriend. Letting out a fake chuckle, Yi Xing tuned to Jong In and smiled in the cutest way he can, “Of course we can,” he said teasing and got a hug from Jong In, making Yi Fan narrow his eyes. He glanced at the two dancers, rolled his eyes and smirked at Yi Xing when their eyes met, in a secret way. His face emotionless, Yi Xing took his usual place in front of Yi Fan, next to Jong In.

The dinner was finally served and everyone was at the big dining table. Yi Fan at the middle of it, Yi Xing across him while Tao on his left.
“You did a good job, hyung” the two maknaes, Jong In and Se Hun, as they practically swallowed their food. Yi Xing just smiled in return. He looked up and saw Tao intertwine his fingers with Yi Fan’s longer ones, as he ate “Is it good Yi Fan ge?” he said smiling, but his eyes spoke otherwise. And Yi Fan knew it, he knew that look in his eyes but decided to ignore it, for now “Yes Yi Xing, it’s delicious” Yi Fan slurped and looked straight at him, eyes dark “As everything else you do… To me” Yi Xing’s eyes widened. That last part was whispered but he still looked around. Fortunately, everyone were quite busy with their meals.

“So…” Chan Yeol spoke “Did you enjoy yourselves before dinner?” the tall boy grinned, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at Yi Fan and Tao. Blushing madly, Tao didn’t answer anything “Oh come on, Yi Fan?” he looked the older “Give us some details”
“Nothing happened” he plainly said, obviously wanting to end this subject, but slightly glanced at Yi Xing. The boy was not even paying attention to Chan Yeol’s question. Instead, he was engaged in a conversation with Lu Han. Smiling, giggling with each other.
“You're no fun!“ Chan Yeol pouted, but stopped asking questions, turning his attention to Baek Hyun.

Yi Fan continued to eat slowly but suddenly, he felt something. On his, lower regions. He looked at the person sitting across. But Yi Xing wasn't looking his way, which didn't prevent him from continuing what he was doing. The slow movements drove Yi Fan crazy. He stiffened at his place, scared that if he moves, he would let some unwanted sounds. Yi Xing's foot, slowly slid up and down his crotch, creating an unbearable fiction for the older „Yi Xing“ he hissed, finally getting attention of the other. Bad idea. The younger turned, seductively the leftover food of the spoon, piercing Yi Fan with his gaze „Hmm?“ he asked in a low manner „What is it, gege?“ feeling that Yi Xing he’s pressed even more, Yi Fan closed his eyes a for bit and inhaled deeply, gathering all the strength to not let his voice shake “Stop it,” he whispered, clenching on the table sheet, “…now“ he could feel his body getting hotter. That boy.. What was he doing to him, and they were only touches.
„I don't know what you're talking about“ he said innocently, his other foot caressing his thigh now.
Yi Fan didn't answer but Yi Xing saw the pleading look on his face „Please“ Yi Fan mouthed. Yi Xing didn't listen and sped up his movements making Yi Fan throw his head in the back, feeling the tightness in his pants „Are you okay?“ Tao asked, looking weird at his boyfriend „Oh my God“ he said as he touched Yi Fan's forehead „You're sweating“ he indeed was. But it wasn't the fever.
„Uh... I'm fine“ suddenly, Tao reached down but Yi Fan quickly grabbed his hands „I’m fine!“ he practically yelled, surprising the boy „Really, I just need... a shower.”

“Yo,” Yi Xing heard from behind and turned around, pajamas in his hands. Lu Han walked up to him and smiled, “Just wanted to let you know that...”

“You’ll be staying in Se Hun’s room. Gotcha.”

A slight blush crept on Lu Han’s cheeks before he punched Yi Xing’s chest playfully. “So, I wanted to ask something,” he mumbled looking a bit troubled. Bewildered, Yi Xing nodded. “Is there something wrong?” he asked bothered and watch Lu Han wobbling from where he was standing.

“Uh,” Lu Han mumbled and smiled slightly, “Do you have… With Kris, I mean…”

Yi Xing’s worries doubled, he looked confused and a little bit tensed at Lu Han. “Uh, what?” he said trying not to stutter. Did he find out about me and him, Yi Xing couldn’t help but think of the worse. He felt his heart race and bit on his tongue, to shut himself and not to think about other things and only concentrate on the pain from biting too hard. The look on Lu Han’s face alarmed him.
“Hyung…?”

“I mean… did you have a fight with Kris? You guys…”

“No,” Yi Xing answered a little bit too content, he held up his hands, “why do you think so, hyung? We’re so…. fine.”

Lu Han glanced at him, a shocking expression on his face. “So, there’s nothing going on?”

Yi Xing moved his head and smiled, looking all serious. “Everything’s fine,” he lied but Lu Han didn’t budge and smiled at him. When did I get so good at lying, Yi Xing thought when Lu Han turned away to leave the door. He stopped suddenly and glanced back at the confused Yi Xing.

“Good night, YiYi,” Lu Han smiled and sent him a flying kiss making Yi Xing forget the worries he had a few minutes ago.

Yi Xing held up his hand, “You, too, hyung. And I mean,  a really good night…” he whispered joyfully, enjoying the blush on Lu Han’s face.

“Yah!”

Before Lu Han could complain any more, Yi Xing pushed him laughing out the door. He shook his door and just when he grabbed his pajamas back, the door creaked. “Yah, you forgot something?” he beamed chuckling and shifted his body to look at Lu Han, but instead of Lu Han, there - a few meters from him - was a tall man. He held up his chin, “what?” he mouthed before tossing his pajamas away on the bed. He crossed his arms before his chest, eyeing at Yi Fan.

“Nothing.”

Yi Xing raised his eyebrows, looking Yi Fan from head to toe, “what a suprise, you’re alone, where’s your boyfriend?” he asked him, whispering the last part in a annoyed voice. He saw Yi Fan tense up a little bit, but he smirked in no time, causing Yi Xing to frown. “Where’s Tao?”

Yi Fan crossed his arms too, taking a step closer. “Shower.” He mumbled and watched Yi Xing step towards him, his face illuminated by the dim lights of his room. Yi Fan could feel his heart race when Yi Xing passed him, his fingers caressing his bare arm. He turned around when he heard a low click. The door got locked. The younger boy placed his hand on the lock, peeking over his shoulder, eyes covered by a certain emotion that only Yi Fan knew.

“We have exactly 13 minutes.” he mouthed still and moved his body around, only to be towered by the taller male. He looked up as Yi Fan a few hair strains of hair away before cupping his chin. “It’s enough.” Yi Fan whispered before capturing the younger boy’s waiting lips. Hurriedly, without breaking away, he pushed Yi Xing against the door. The kiss got more passionate and soon, Yi Xing hands were travelling around Yi Fan broad back. The taller boy’s hand grabbed his waist, pulling him closer and bit into his lip, causing the other to moan shamelessly into his mouth. When they parted, Yi Fan began to on the area between his neck and shoulder as his hand found his way to the other’s leg. He pulled his leg, wrapping it around his waist. Yi Fan leaned his body into his, kissed his chin and slowly his cheek, feeling his heart race as a crazy. Yi Xing opened slightly his eyes, his lips and whispered in Yi Fan’s ear in a slow, sensual way. “I wanna feel all of you…”

The bed creaked under the weight of their bodies, one above another. Yi Fan’s fingers over Yi Xing’s clothes s, caressing his torso. Slowly sliding down, as his lips did wonders to Yi Xing’s slender neck, and on that particular spot, he reached the hem of his button up shirt. His fingers gently popped the buttons, his tongue trailing the line of the between the belly button and the chest, making Yi Xing let out muffled moans, arching his back, as Yi Fan’s palms scraped over the warm skin.
He pulled back looking at his lover. Yi Xing was a mess. His exposed body was sweaty, hair messed up and he was panting hard, chest moving up and down, fast. Eyes half lidded as he looked, with a sleepy expression at Yi Fan hovering above, in not much better state. Yi Xing reached for the elder’s cheeks, cupping them.
Lifting up a bit he whispered “I love you” he said, sending chills down Yi Fan’s body, pulling him in to a kiss. Their lips molded perfectly one into another, tongues brushing against each other.
“Did you see Yi Fan?” all actions stopped. Yi Fan immediately pulled away, tucking in everything that was out of place. Without saying anything he left.

Yi Xing just continued laying there in a messed up state. Shirt torn apart, pants ed…

Heartbroken.
He was once again left…

Breathless and lost.

A/N: Writing this was... What can we say except... We are... Breathless and lost. How do you feel?

-Until next time
Z.Sara & Ziniime