Tao stayed the night that day. It wasn't technically the first time, but it was the first time he turned into a total cuddle monster. When he opened his eyes, Tao found himself practically halfway on top of his sleeping boyfriend. He had one arm wrapped around his stomach, the other wedged beneath Sehun's shoulder blade, his head resting heavily on his chest. With this view he could only pick out the bottom edge of Sehun's chin, his full profile when he lifted his head. Tao stifled a yawn, more concerned about his current position than the fact he evidently passed out like this, tucked in between Sehun's arms, body, and legs. Tao froze when he realized how precariously they were entangled, tail and all.

“You awake?” came a groggy voice. Sehun was apparently not still asleep. 

Tao blushed, hoping Sehun couldn't see it, and he burrowed his face back under the human's chin. 

“No,” he whined.

Sehun laughed, a low rumble that comforted Tao even as he was being made fun of. “Fine... pretend you're still asleep. I don't mind it,” he said.

“How long have you been awake?” Tao asked. He was very conscious of the fact that his leg was wedged right between Sehun's own, and he was too afraid to move it. On the other hand, he was starting to sweat from the embarrassment.

“A little while,” Sehun answered. He raised one of his hands and began along on the base of Tao's unburied, pointed furry ear. Tao purred almost instantly. A few soft scratches was enough to make him hum and turn completely lax. He was enjoying it when Sehun added, “Long enough to know that you do that when you sleep.”

Tao held his breath, purring coming to an immediate, embarrassed end. “Do what?” Like he didn't know.

“Purr. Turn cuddly... For a while you were even making biscuits with your hands and my shirt. It was cute.”

If Tao could bury himself any deeper in the bed, he would have done so. He rolled away, ashamed of his actions but Sehun caught him quickly and started peppering his forehead with light kisses. Tao groaned and tried to get away, but only because he didn't want to be babied. It had nothing to do with wanting to get away from Sehun's kisses, something his boyfriend was frustratingly aware of. 

“Quit complaining. I said you were cute,” Sehun insisted. “Next time maybe you should do that on my back though. Would be a great massage.”

“You're making fun of me,” said Tao, still hazy from just waking up. 

“I'm not,” said Sehun softly. “I love it when you get this way.”

This time Tao was on his back with Sehun rolled on his side next to him, and the kisses came back again with a vengeance before Tao could even respond. One on his temples, two on his cheek, a few more working their way down the bridge of nose. Sehun cupped his head with his hand rubbed another finger up and down his ear while his lips burned lightly on his skin. Tao's whole body became relaxed again, although he didn't dare start purring again, on principal. 

He almost forgot that a second later when Sehun's lips found his lips and the chaste little kisses turned heavier, insistent, as if Sehun was indignant because Tao was refusing to react. He'd found himself kissing a close-lipped mouth with a smile from ear to ear, proof that Tao wasn't immune, nor did he want it to stop. He clenched his eyes shut, blinked them open once to see an equally blissed-out Sehun, and shut them again, just about ready to part his lips for further exploration when...

“Boys!” There was a loud rapping sound from outside their door. “Boys! Time for breakfast! Who's hungry?”

Sehun groaned and rolled over, one agonized word whispered upon his frustrated tongue and it sounded a whole lot like, “Daaaadddd,” in the whiniest voice Tao had ever heard. It made him laugh, which made Sehun laugh, and they were halfway back to giggling territory when Yixing's voice roared joyfully down the hall again. 

“Waffles and eggs and bacon! Hurry up before I eat them all!”

Saturday couldn't come quickly enough for Tao, especially after all the hours he spent listening to Kai fret and worry about not wanting to go to his work party in the first place. Kai chickened out three times on Thursday alone, once on Friday, and again all day on Saturday. Tao, now completely confident that Kai was stressing for no reason, let him fret but alternated each occasion with kind sympathies and cheering speeches. He also stole the new device Kai purchased for himself, not because Tao was evil or jealous, but because Kai would use it to cancel his reservation completely.

It was a cell phone. With the earnings from his job, Kai had gotten himself a cell phone. Tao looked it over Thursday morning for hours, demanding to be taught how it worked, and Kai patiently explained to him everything the salespeople had taught him, and Ilhoon as well. His boss had deemed it pertinent that he should be able to contact his employee directly, and thus began the splurge. 

The best part was that Kai came home with two matching phones, one for himself and one for:

“Tao... since you have a boyfriend now, you should... have a cell phone...” Kai flushed deeply at Tao's shocked expression.

“You bought me a phone?” he cried, nearly jumping off the couch in his excitement. 

“It's for... when you're out and, if you need it, and because you know... safety, if you ever have to call someone, like me! Or... Sehun, I guess.”

“You bought me a phone!” Tao continued crying on repeat. “You got me so jealous over your new phone and then you wait and bring this out later!? Was this that secret errand you wouldn't tell me about?!”

Kai continued to blush and look embarrassed and he staunchly refused all other explanations from the other hybrids about why he only bought one for Tao and not the rest. Jongdae was pretty impressed by him though, and Minseok clapped him on the back and said, “Good job, for taking care of our kitten.” After they quit pestering him and Tao had calmed down, he taught him how to program his number into it, adding the house phone, Yixing's cell and house phone, Junmyeon's (and now Kyungsoo's), and when Sehun came by later in the day, he added his as well. The next time Kai tried to sneak away to call or text his apologies (his lies) about not being able to attend the party, Tao knew enough about how it worked to steal the phone from him and change the pass code. 

“You are not canceling,” Tao told Kai defiantly. “I want to go, and you have to be there to invite me.”

Sehun was only mildly petulant about Tao's new present, but he got over it soon enough when Tao began using it to text him every little thing that happened when they weren't together, and sometimes when they were. 

Tao: aryu stil mad kaiboughtit for me anyou didnt?11!

Sehun: No I'm not mad 

Tao: yousound mad'

Sehun: I said I'm not. Just wish I'd thought to buy one for you first  

Sehun: （；￣д￣） 

Tao: ho

Tao: how dyou maketht?

Tao: ahhhddd i how to even txtt??2

Tao: hate thiis phone

Sehun: You'll get better at it

Tao: ￣ε（∀＠）

Sehun: What?? 

Sehun: What is that supposed to be ??

Tao: kissy face but i   failed 

Sehun: .......

Tao: wait1 heregoes

Tao: （￣ε￣＠）

Sehun: Ahhh I see it now. Good job!

Tao: This is Kai actually. I just copied that in for him because he's a brat and was driving me crazy

Sehun: Thanks Kai... love you too

Sehun drove them both to the restaurant and bar where Kai's company had booked a private room in the back. They arrived late because Sehun got lost, and when they entered the appetizers had just appeared around the table and drinks were flowing. All the girls flocked to Kai who was looking particularly good tonight thanks to Jongdae's expert styling. They noticed Tao next and more squeals were heard until Sehun cleared his throat and stepped up particularly close.

Introductions went all around the table as Tao and Sehun were introduced to the rest of the employees, some he'd seen and a few whose faces he barely recognized from his twice daily visits at opening and closing time. Then they found seats at the end of the table, Kai next to the Hyeri, and beside him Tao and Sehun, and the rest of the girls made up the other side of their corner. 

“So, Tao! This is your boyfriend?” asked Yura with a flounce, and Tao was happier than anything because she hadn't said 'owner'.  Sehun confirmed it with a shy nod, and she was off talking again. “Oh wow, you're so lucky, Tao. Sometimes I wish I was born a hybrid. I've never seen one who wasn't beautiful. Have any of you?” she asked the other girls who all quickly agreed that hybrids were a beautiful species.

Probably because most are bred that way, Tao didn't remind her. He watched clandestinely how Kai interacted with his co-workers, talking to each of them in turn, failing to return most of the girls' flirtatious endeavors because he turned bright red instead. As he'd mentioned, some of the older employees still turned a halfway blind eye to the two hybrids in the room, but things were definitely friendlier among the younger crowd. It was a newer generation, Tao supposed, who were more used to seeing them around. The fact that Kai was a mostly functional, mostly independent cat among humans probably helped to change that perspective too. 

By the time the desserts came out, the atmosphere was completely loose and growing louder. Their waiters grew ever busier refilling drinks from the bar. Somebody had turned down the lights and cranked up the music, party tunes that Tao never listened to but Kai's colleagues apparently did. Sojin was the first to demand dancing, grabbing Minhyuk by the arm and positively dragging him up to the small area where the tables had already been cleared. Hyeri followed, pulling Kai unsteadily with her. 

At first, Tao and Sehun just watched them dance. A few more couples were shaped and formed and divided until half the dinner table was empty and only Tao's bobbing knee spoke of his desire to get up there too. By the time the music morphed into something resembling swing, and the dancers likewise, Tao was antsy.

“Want... to dance?” whispered Sehun in his ear. Tao cracked a large smile. 

“Can we?”

“Well, we can try.”

They didn’t start off very well coordinated. Tao stepped on his toes a couple of times, and the rhythm was off, and neither one of them could decide who should lead and that created more complications, all of which ended in laughter and more stubbed toes.

“You two are hopeless at this thing!” cried Yura shortly into the next song. “Here, let us help.” She and Minah split up the couple to try and teach them a few moves, and Tao only halfway protested when the latter pulled Sehun away from him to dance. At least it was constructive, having a girl in his arms who knew how to teach him where to put his feet and when to move and even a couple spins, but Tao kept craning his neck around to find Sehun and his frown grew and deepened each time he saw his boyfriend laughing with Minah pressed awfully close to his body.

He ducked out of the dance as quickly as was polite and made his way around the room to pick up Sehun. Kai was still being shuffled around from girl to girl, but Sehun was over by the bar breathing heavily into something that probably wasn’t juice or ice water. He’d also dumped his partner and he beamed in relief when Tao joined him.

“What are you drinking?” Tao hummed into his side. He spread his palm possessively around the back of Sehun’s hips, fingers sinking almost into the waistband as he reclaimed his man.

“Something. It’s good, whatever it is,” said Sehun, offering him a drink.

Tao squinched his nose and declined it. His boyfriend smelled like girl perfume, and even if Tao probably did too, he didn’t like it on Sehun one little bit. He focused instead on worming his way completely into Sehun’s embrace, his front to Sehun’s side, in and around the arm that was holding the drink. He wrapped two arms around his middle and burrowed his nose close to his ear, cheek to opposite cheek, and in the half light of the room and nobody paying them any attention, starting with an abrupt nudge, he rolled his body once, as languidly as he could.

Sehun froze, eyes suspicious.

“What?” asked Tao innocently.

“Did you just…”

“Did I just, what?”

“I swear…” Sehun paused and shook his head incredulously. “No, never mind.”

“What, Sehun? What did I do?” Tao continued to feint.

“You think you’re cute, don’t you?” Sehun squinted at him, smiling. “I swear though you just rubbed up on me like a cat marking its territory.”

“Mmmm,” Tao hummed into his cheek, laughing a little.

“You… you did, didn’t you? Oh my God. What? Why?”

Tao continued laughing, pulling away just a little as he took the drink from Sehun’s hand and swallowed down a sip. “Oh, just something I saw Joonmyun’s cat do once to him when Kyungsoo got too close. What? You don’t think I should learn from my mother species?”

Sehun looked appalled, then mesmerized. Then he laughed outright, still shaking his head but he took back his drink and gulped it down, and pulled Tao in for a real hug, the way humans hugged.

At the end of the next dance, Kai floundered off the dance floor next to them both, sweating profusely with a laughing Hyeri still on his tail, pulling his tail actually. Both were laughing and panting, Hyeri especially.

“What, you can’t already be so exhausted! That was only four dances!”

“Four dances, but I am tired, actually!” Kai proclaimed.

Hyeri giggled. “How old are you again? You’re barely twenty five!”

Between chugging a glass of real water, Kai smirked, forgetting something dangerously real when he laughed and said, “Yeah, and for me that’s well over middle aged, so…”

The smile on Hyeri’s face froze for a couple seconds, long enough for Kai to realize what he’d implied, and for Tao and Sehun both to stare at him slightly horrified. His face turned to stone, regret and fear all merged into one simple, upsetting truth.

“Oh. Oh that’s right,” Hyeri recovered quickly, although her expression never quite brightened up to its former delight. “I forget hybrids don’t live— I mean… that it’s a different for you… people.”

On Sunday morning Chanyeol arrived early at the shelter home, dressed casually and with no actual work errands to do. Today he was playing chauffeur again, and not handyman. The hybrids welcomed him in and fed him breakfast because Minseok was cooking porridge specifically for Luhan who was due for another post-illness check-up, and Minseok never cooked breakfast that couldn't feed at least a dozen starving hybrids or humans alike.

“How are things?” Chanyeol asked Kai who let him in the door.

“Nothing unordinary,” Kai replied with a raise of his eyebrows. He looked exhausted. Chanyeol figured they'd had a long night at the party, although he didn't know any details other than that Kai was starting to get out more, and that was good in Chanyeol's opinion. He also guessed Yixing hadn’t told them about their soon-to-be new roommates who were supposed to be arriving today or tomorrow, but until it was confirmed he decided he’d keep his mouth shut. 

“You here to take Luhan back to the vet?” Kai inquired.

“The doctor, yes” Chanyeol amended.

“That’s cool. He’s not up yet. Neither are Jongdae and Tao for that matter. Although, I guess that doesn’t matter.” Kai shrugged. Then he smiled and seemed to want to laugh.

“What?” asked Chanyeol in his bass tone, never one to be left out of something funny.

“Hm? Oh nothing,” said Kai, still trying to contain a goofy smile.

“Come on, out with it.”

It took another minute of prompting before Kai would tell him casually about a funny scene from the night before when he and Tao arrived at home with Sehun: Jongdae throwing a fit because Tao hadn’t been spending much time at home, and if Sehun was allowed to monopolize his days and evenings, then at least Jongdae should get him at night.

“Lots of pouting. It was pretty funny.”

Chanyeol only smiled goofily.

“Anyways. Food?” Kai changed the subject. “Or you can see about waking that lump upstairs. Or just wait and get Minseok to do it, yeah… that would be easier. Oh. Chanyeol, by the way…”

He hesitated, and Chanyeol peered down at him. “Yeah?”

“Why don’t you… take Baekhyun too?”

“What?”

“He was complaining about being a tiny bit feverous yesterday? Nowhere near what Luhan was like a couple days ago. He just… won’t ask or say it, but I don’t think he was feeling all that great. You should take him too. Just a check-up.”

Chanyeol promised he would and when breakfast was over, he did just that. He had some time while Minseok persuaded Luhan to put on some clothes that weren’t three days old and highly aromatic, and since Baekhyun hadn’t come in for breakfast (“He made himself something before I was awake,” Minseok had said), Chanyeol wandered into the backyard to find him.

He found the hybrid curled up on the short square table in the middle of the patio, apparently asleep. He had a dirty, flower-print pillow under his head but no blanket and no socks, although his toes had retreated under his too long pant legs. He had at least bundled up in an overlarge hoody, his tail wrapped around his hip.

Baekhyun breathed softly when Chanyeol leaned over him and placed the back of his hand to the hybrid’s forehead. It was a little warm, but not alarmingly so. Kai was probably right though. He should make Baekhyun come with him, just to be safe.

He stayed there too long, hunched over the sleeping cat, eyes drifting to the tired, overly tense wrinkles in Baekhyun’s face, lines that were once there only because of laughter.

“What are you doing?” Baekhyun half-groaned, half-whispered. Chanyeol stood up immediately, although Baekhyun hadn’t opened his eyes yet.

“Y-You’re awake,” he stuttered.  

“’Course I am.” Baekhyun rolled onto his back, stretching out his arms and he yawned. “What are you doing out here?” Only then did he open his eyes and seem extra flustered, as if he hadn’t realized it was Chanyeol standing above him.

“Kai said you weren’t feeling well.” It was the only thing Chanyeol knew to say.

“And?” Baekhyun decided to finish yawn, and this time all his extremities, arms, legs and tail quivered from the intensity of his stretch.

“I’m taking Luhan back to the doctor. You should let me take you too. When was the last time you even had a check-up?”

“Been a few years, I think? I’m fine, Chanyeol.”

“So? Just come with us – it won’t take long. And also, you should get a blanket out here at least,” he fretted over the cat.

“Why? It’s not that cold out? The nights are pretty warm, Chanyeol.”

Chanyeol was actually shivering just a little bit, but there was no point telling that to Baekhyun. What had he always said? “I’m a cat. I’m tougher than you, human.”

Chanyeol was just grateful that Baekhyun didn’t put more of a fuss. He eventually relented and agreed to go and so, half an hour later, he was sitting in the passenger seat buckling himself in while Minseok fussed with Luhan in the back seat. Chanyeol got into the car only after they were done squabbling and when he reached up to adjust his rearview mirror (because Luhan’s head was blocking most of his view) he stretched out his neck, revealing a scratch mark which drew Baekhyun’s attention.

Cold fingertips grazed gently across the four-day old scar, and Chanyeol startled so much he nearly jumped and popped his head against the roof of the vehicle.

“What’s this?” Baekhyun asked, his fingers already retreating.

Chanyeol chuckled nervously and glanced behind them to the backseat. “Uhh, Luhan… accidentally scratched me a couple days ago…”

Baekhyun craned his head around and glared at the offender, who had frozen apologetically within Minseok’s hold.

“Luhan, really?” Baekhyun accused him with a naughty tone. Minseok clucked his tongue disapprovingly as well.

“I didn’t mean it! I’m sorry, Chanyeol,” the poor, sick hybrid replied with a whimper. “I thought you were going to drop me! I was scared.”

“Geez, Luhan. You’re such a cat,” said Baekhyun with a laugh. Chanyeol loved how the hybrids always insulted each other for being the same species as themselves. But then Baekhyun turned his attention back on him. “Did he get you anywhere else?”

Chanyeol cleared his throat. “Just… a few other places. They’re not deep though, don’t worry!” He wasn’t sure who he was trying to calm: Baekhyun, Luhan, or himself. His right hand unconsciously touched one of the places on his chest where he had another light, inch-long nail mark.

“Aww, he nicked your heart as well?” Baekhyun teased. He leaned across the seat as far as his seatbelt allowed and tried to find it through Chanyeol’s shirt. He squirmed, more than unusually ticklish and embarrassed, and for a half second he caught Minseok’s surprised expression in the mirror. Baekhyun acting playful with a human was a rare sight indeed.

Chanyeol froze, completely tense all of a sudden and in the same moment Baekhyun too realized what he was doing. He pulled away like he’d been shocked, laughed nervously as he sat upright and then immediately schooled his face to one of indifference. Chanyeol didn’t know what had just happened, but instead of pressing the issue, he started the car and drove them away.

An hour after that, Chanyeol sat next to Baekhyun in the waiting room of the clinic while Baekhyun waited for his name to be called. Minseok and Luhan had already gone in together, and Chanyeol was just grateful he didn’t have to carry him this time. The waiting area was a small little place with glass windows looking out onto a hallway, and a slightly larger room across the way with glass windows as well. On this side of the clinic were only a couple other hybrids and their owners, all cats looked tired and mildly sick. The other waiting room and doctor’s office was for humans, some elderly adults, a few sniffling kids with their harassed looking parents, a teenage girl with black hair and her face pressed sideways into the back of her chair. Chanyeol stared at her profile for lack of anything else to do. 

“This is so boring,” Baekhyun complained. He thumped his tail up and down in the space between their seated thighs and loudly counted tiles on the ceiling. Chanyeol flinched every time his furry tail came down, a slight whoosh of air gusting across his lap.

“I’m going for a walk,” the hybrid announced.

“Where to?” Chanyeol sat up a little straighter.

“Nowhere. Anywhere. I saw a water fountain around the corner. I’ll be back soon. Don’t let them take my place in line!”

He bounded out of the room and disappeared down the hallway a few seconds later. Chanyeol watched him go and then took over his place counting ceiling tiles. It was silent in the room, and lonely. The hybrid receptionist behind the counter shuffled papers across her desk, a human physician’s aid walked past behind her with all the indication that they were master and cat. The receptionist wore a collar and preened a little every time the man scratched her ears. A minute later they called upon one of the other hybrids in the waiting room, and then it was just Chanyeol sitting alone with an elderly female with a sickly looking girl hybrid whose head draped across her lap.

“Was that one yours?” she said when Chanyeol accidentally caught her eye.

“Who? Which one?”

“The boy who just walked out. Do you always let him wander like that?”

Chanyeol gulped uncomfortably. “He’s… he’s not mine, actually.”

She looked surprised. “Oh. Well then, the other two who went in… were they yours?”

He shocked her again by denying it. “They’re none of them owned. I’m just a friend. I drove them here.”

“How… bizarre…” she hummed, not quite disapproving but intrigued.

Before Chanyeol had time to explain the situation, however, Baekhyun came back into view through the glass hallway. He had his hand on the handle of the door when something in the other room caught his attention, as in Baekhyun caught someone else's attention. Baekhyun froze, head turned towards the teenage girl Chanyeol had briefly noticed earlier. Her eyes were wide open and shocked and excited, and suddenly Chanyeol recognized the girl. He hadn't seen her in years, not since he'd left his home and moved away. And he knew Baekhyun must not have seen her before too, not in a very long time.

The first time Baekhyun met her, she was the baby of her family, ten years old and absolutely in love with the new, cuddly hybrid her parents had just brought home. 

Baekhyun looked like he was about to have a seizure, caught in the middle of the hallway where the girl was already moving towards him and Chanyeol was too slow to reach him first. His legs felt suddenly way too long and weak to hold up his weight, even as he leaped to get onto his feet.

"Baekhyun!?" came her muffled squeal of delight, muffled through the glass. "Baekhyun, it's you!" 

No, no, no, Chanyeol panted racing for the door. She had already gotten to Baekhyun and was embracing him around the middle, all girlhood adoration returned the moment she recognized her once and former cat, and Baekhyun's arms fluttered awkwardly to his sides, as if he wasn't sure if he was allowed to embrace her back. It shouldn't have been a problem, not between them, not between the little girls he'd loved and adored. The problem was her mother, already right behind her in the doorway and spitting mad. 

"Hwang Jung Eum, what do you think you're doing!" the woman shrieked, and then she recognized Baekhyun and her eyes narrowed even more.

The reflection in Baekhyun's eyes as Chanyeol scanned them were a mixture of pure horror. Chanyeol flew through the door and landed in the hall between the hybrid and his old owner, determined to create a barrier to protect him, although nothing was going to stop the words and accusations and disdain Mrs. Hwang had for him, if she determined to say it. The last encounter Baekhyun had had with his long ago owner hadn't been a pleasant experience. 

("Filthy, sniveling, cat! If I'd known what your type were really like, you think I would have brought you home?! Do you think I'd let you remain and be around my daughters?! After the chaos you've turned our household into? After what you've done to my son!?")

"Baekhyun, let's go," Chanyeol tried to dislodge the girl, before her mother became violent. 

The girl though was still sniveling in on Baekhyun's shirt, either from a cold or because she was so overcome to see him again, but none of that mattered.

"Jung Eum, back away from that cat before I drag you by the hair. And you! How dare you touch my child."

"Mrs. Hwang," Chanyeol tried to mediate, "He didn't.. we're going now..." 

Baekhyun still hadn't moved a muscle. Not even when the teenager stifled a small sob and backed away, frightened by her mother's reaction, did Baekhyun move. And that's when Chanyeol pulled him away gently by the arm and shuffled him quickly behind his back, out of the woman's hateful sight. She stood tall, however, redirecting her glare when she realized who was now blocking the way.

"Park Chanyeol? Well, I never... The runaway child," she sniffed haughtily. "Figures you would still be around, and in such company. What must your poor parents think?"

Chanyeol did not stay long to let her continue. He backed Baekhyun into the hybrid waiting area and tugged him across the room, lunging for the doctor's office door. The receptionist, who'd witnesses everything in the hall, hastily opened it up and rushed the two men, man and cat, into a room where they could begin the process of calming Baekhyun down. Tears streaked across his face, and by the time they got some privacy, they were coming down Chanyeol's too.

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Ta-da... Baekhyun backstory. Or at least of hint of backstory? (There is more to this btw, but I'm waiting for the last chapter to say what.) The point is, Chanyeol is an amazing man and I don't get to write him being this way as much as he deserves. 

In other news, Taokai is sailing their little Brotp ship, and no, Kai is not suddenly going to get into a full on romance with one of his coworkers. The running theme of the last few chapters, or indeed the whole story so far, is that not everybody is really accepting of hybrids and their particular disadvantages in life. There may be levels of tolerance and general 'like', but not everybody is a Joonmyun, or a Sehun, or a Yixing. :( I think Kai is going to need to look elsewhere, or else to himself. 

And, back where this whole chapter started: TAOHUN! They're so in love. I love it. How'd you like the 'cat' press maneuver? 

FYI, I'm sticking to my '2 more chapters' plan. Next time we'll get another look at life from Yixing's old eyes, including a flashback to the days of old when his wife, and also his best friend were still alive. Guess who?  ;)

<3 Rosie