Things were getting back to normal, well, as normal as they could be... at least Yixing thought they were. Yifan was longer ignoring him and giving him the silent treatment, in fact it looked as though he was more than happy to sit there and share with Yixing how exactly he was going to get out of Beijing and be reunited with his family in Hong Kong before he knew it. 

Yixing was more than happy to sit there and listen to him. He could see the excitment in Yifan's eyes, how his voice rose every time he spoke about what he was going to do when he finally made it to Hong Kong, how he was going to surprise his grandmother. He look as excited as a kid at Christmas and Yixing was more than happy to sit there and listen to him. 

~

Returning home from work, Yixing was met with a sight that had become all to familiar with him over these past few days. He come home, find Yifan's mess in the living room and find Yifan himself in the kitchen cooking up something. The scene of Yifan cooking always managed to warm Yixing's heart for whatever reason there was out there. 

He couldn't quite explain it, but coming home and seeing Yifan in the kitchen and cooking a meal, the whole atmosphere felt homey. It felt as though Yifan was accustomed to this, that he had belonged there and wasn't just there to hide from some people and knew that he was going to have to leave eventually. Deep down in him, Yixing wanted it to stay this way.

"This smells nice" he commented, leaning over to see what Yifan was cooking 
"It's just something that my mum would cook up when I was younger" the latter replied with a shrug, this had been the first time he himself had actually mentioned his mum. 

"Do you think your version is going to be better than hers?" Yixing asked, trying to see if he could get some conversation out of Yifan and try to gather anything on what his mum was like. 

"This is only my second time making this. Knowing our luck we could get food poisoning" Yifan replied, grinning when he saw Yixing roll his eyes. He always knew how to ruin a moment. 

The rest of the evening mostly comprised of Yifan sat on the floor doing what he had to do and Yixing watching whatever was on television. The two of them together like this, Yixing just felt it was so... normal... like he could get use to it and wouldn't mind spending every evening like this! Wait... why was he thinking about and feeling like this all of a sudden? 

Frowning, Yifan lifted his head up from the laptop, the weird noise that kept buzzing in his ear turning about to be the sound of Yixing snoring on the sofa next to him. For a minute of two, Yifan was considering on just leaving him there and letting him sleep there for the remainder of the night. But then he took into account that Yixing could get a sore neck or back... and he would be nagging about how sore he was. Yifan couldn't have Yixing around him complaining and nagging!

Carrying the guy to bed, Yifan could safely conclude that the guy was a lot heavier than he looked! Chucking the blanket over the guy, Yifan strangely enough found him staying there to stare at him. He also reached out and actually moved some lose strands of hair away from Yixing's face. 

Why was he acting like this all of a sudden? 

He was, of course, quick to snap out of it. Sending a grunt Yixing's way, he was quick to exit the bedroom and wipe his previous actions away from his mind.

~

"Heavens do my eyes decieve me? Lu Han leaving work without actually taking food with him?" Yixing asked 
"I no longer fit in my favorite pair of jeans... I've put on weight!" Luhan exclaimed, a horrified expression gracing his face when Yixing began laughing. 

"Well then now you know to stop stealing food, maybe then you'll stop putting on weight" and he could swear he heard the run mutter curses at him as he left! Ah well, Yixing could always get his revenge in the morning. 

Walking to his car, Yixing felt that he was being watched and followed again. The same feeling of uneasiness as from the previous day washed over him. Turning around, he swore he could see someone hide... well, maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him in the panic. Nevertheless, that didn't stop him from rushing over to his car, fumbling in his pockets to try and find his keys. 

Yixing couldn't really remember what happened next. No matter how many times he thought the incident over in the future, all he could really remember was someone cornering him when he was so close to the car. What happened next from being pushed up against the wall and managing to get back to his apartment was also a blur, the last thing he could only really remember was managing to get the door to his apartment open before falling to the floor. 

After that, Yixing was sure that he had out.