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"Very good Yibo , now do a jump after count of 3 ...... Wait for it...... 3........2 ...."

*Jumps*

~Thud~

"Ouch."

Wang Yibo fell from his skateboard and clutched his ankle in pain.

The crowd rush to him to see if he's okay. His skateboard-buddies made him sit on a chair. They examined his ankle and he winced in pain.
"Looks like you have sprained it, Yibo Di. I told you to jump on 3 but you jumped on 2."

Yibo couldn't deny as it was the truth. He got over excited and injured himself once more.

Well, not that it matters now. What's done is done. But his contorted face changed when his eyes landed some distance far.

One of his fans was taking a video of the entire incident.

'Oh Crap!
If this gets leaked, it will be viral in no time. And then a certain 28 years old guy will come nagging and will give me a long lecture.'

He signalled the fan to come closer. She came running. Yibo requested in his monotone cold voice,
"Can you please delete it for me?" He said pointing at her phone.

She vigorously nodded and deleted it before him.

Satisfied, Yibo muttered a 'thank you' and left with the help of his fellow skateboarders.

Meanwhile the fan mumbled "Wang Yibo talked with me" and fainted on the spot.

Yibo was then taken to a clinic where the doctor said that he had sprained his left ankle and had other bruises and scratches on his left hand and knee. The doctor put up a crept bandage and treated his scratches. He also gave a pain relief ointment if the pain increased and strictly warned for a week of bed rest.

Yibo's manager dropped him at his apartment and left to make a dozen phonecalls, apologizing and requesting to postpone the shooting date of his upcoming series.

Yibo sighed sitting on his bed. He can't play skateboard, no motorcycle and the most important... No dancing.

"Stupid ankle! Why did you have to sprain?" He was busy scolding his ankle.

Click.

He heard the sound of opening the door.

'Must be the manager......wait...... He doesn't have the key to my apartment.
That means only one person ...... Oh fuck!'

"Hi babe!"

Xiao Zhan entered the bedroom with his sunshine smile with a mask dangling from his ear and a bagpack on his shoulders.

"Hi!" Yibo muttered with a weird smile.

He had already covered himself with the blanket entirely from neck to toes. The bandages can give him away, if not hidden.

"Why are you in that blanket?" Zhan asked removing his bagpack and mask.

"Umm....that..... I am naked."

"Ohh, then why are you covering yourself; it's not like I haven't seen you naked before."
Zhan was blushing at his own words.

"Pervert!" Yibo teased and Zhan pouted. "That... I am feeling cold so..."

"Huh! Do you have a fever? Let me check." Zhan took a step forward.

"DON'T COME CLOSER!" Yibo screamed all of a sudden.

"Why? Bo, you are acting wierd. It's suspicious."

Yibo cried internally. Why does his emotionally innocent and dumb lover have to be so intelligent and smart in everything else?

"You never scream at me like that. Are you hiding something?" Zhan eyed him suspiciously.

Zhan clutched the blanket on his side and tried to pull it. But Yibo didn't let go.

"I said it's nothing." Yibo said through clenched teeth holding the blanket tightly with his right hand.

"Then let go." Zhan replied back also through his clenched teeth trying to remove the suspicious blanket.

The tug of war was played for a minute before Zhan overpowered Yibo and threw away the blanket out of the way.

What was seen made Zhan to gape with wide eyes and Yibo to cover up his face, unknowingly showing more of his bruises on the left arm. Zhan slowly lowered his hands.

"I demand an explanation." He said calmly yet grimly as his face darkened.

Though Xiao Zhan had played the role of Wei Wu Xian, the tone that he used now definately suited as Lan Wangji's.

Yibo gulped.

No choice but to tell the truth. He explained what happened and as soon as he finished, he prepared himself for an earful of scolding.
But nothing happened. Instead the question that came, confused him.

"Have you eaten your lunch?"

".......huh?"

"I asked have you eaten your lunch." Zhan repeated with the same calmness in his voice.

"N...no, I was about to order."

Zhan turned around and started walking towards the kitchen.

Oh no. This is bad. He's giving me the silent treatment. He's mad at me.
He didn't scold me or yell at me. Doing that would have been better. But not this.....

"Ge, I am sorry." Yibo blurted out.

"Don't talk with me." Zhan kept walking.

"But Zhan ge... "

"I am not talking to you and don't you dare step out a foot out of that bed!" Zhan gave one last look and closed the door with a 'thud'.

Yibo knew he messed up. But he can't go up to him and talk because Zhan had already warned him to stay on bed.

After sometime, Zhan came with a large plate of food containing various dishes. He placed a small folding table on the bed and put the plate on it.

Zhan folded his hands over his chest and ordered.

"And you?"

"Already ate." Zhan replied without looking at him.

Yibo took a bite and chewed it slowly.
Then he raised his chopsticks with food before Zhan's lips, while Zhan got confused.

"I know you didn't." Yibo said with a soft voice.

Zhan rolled his eyes, still refusing to look at Yibo. He knew he was weak to those puppy eyes.

"If you don't eat, I also won't eat."
Yibo threatened.

Zhan sighed, giving up and ate the piece of food offered to him.

He then snatched the chopsticks from Yibo and began feeding him, taking a few bites himself inbetween, without saying a word.

When they finished eating, Zhan cleaned everything up.

"Are you going to talk with me now?"

"No, you deserve to be ignored, just like you ignored me."

"Haah!? When did I ever ignore you?" Yibo pulled him to sit beside him and demanded and explanation.

"I called you and even messaged you so many times to be safe. But no! You ignored it. How many times did I tell you to wear knee pads? Even when we were shooting for The Untamed and after that. I told you hundreds of time to not get over-excited and hurt yourself. But you...... Prince Yibo listens to no one. All he wants to do is be cool, even if that means getting his ankle sprained. How careless can you be? This is not acceptable. I am telling you this.........."

"So noisy."

He pulled Zhan into a kiss to shut his mouth. Zhan initially struggled at the beginning but give in to those soft lips and started kissing him back.

After realising that Zhan had calmed down, Yibo broke the kiss.

"Even though the series is over, you never stop acting like Wei Wu Xian; talking non-stop."

"And I hope you behave more like Lan Wangji, disciplined and focused, not like an Untamed lion." Zhan said with soft eyes. He was really worried after seeing those injuries.

Realising that he had lost his anger, Zhan immediately retorted back to his fake angry self.

"Why are we talking? I am angry with you." Zhan frowned and looked away.

Yibo grabbed his hand, "Zhan ge please. I said I am sorry. And it's not that big of an injury."

"You still don't understand, do you?"
Zhan slapped his left arm lightly.

"Ouch!" Yibo clutched it.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry. Does it hurt too much?" Zhan regretted and lightly rubbed his shoulder.

"Yes it does." Yibo lied. His acting skills have gotten better.

"I am sorry Bo, it's my fault."

"Yeah, now take responsibility."

"Huh? How?"

"Simple. Talk to me. I don't like it when you give me that silent treatment." Yibo pouted showing his puppy eyes.

"Fine." Zhan knew it was a lost battle. "I am ending this punishment for now but do it next time and I won't talk with you for 2 weeks."

"What ! No!"

"Then promise me you will take care from now on. I am not telling you to stop skateboarding, but safety comes first, okay?"

"Okay, I'll take care."

"Promise?" Zhan raised his pinky finger.

"Promise." Yibo shook it with his own little finger.

"Good boy." Zhan kissed his forehead and smiled contentedly.

"Okay, now where's the ointment? I'll apply it over the bruises."

"In the drawer."

Zhan took out the ointment and dabbed it lightly over Yibo's arm.

"I'll message it. Tell me where it hurts."

"Hmm."

Zhan started messaging lightly.

"Go slightly to the left."

"Here?"

"Yes there. Mnnn."
"Now upwards."

"Here?" Zhan started to find this awkward somehow.

"Ahhhh~.... mnnhh~.... right there~...... ahhh~....yes~"

Zhan abruptly stopped.

"Eh?"

"Eh!"

He looked up to meet Yibo's eyes, who realised what just happened.

"W....why are you moaning, you idiot?" ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

"I was not m ....... Sorry."(๑•﹏•)

They withdrew their respective hands. Somehow they couldn't meet each other's eyes.

"I think I should stop here."

"Yeah, I think so too."

'Because we know where it will lead to.' Both thought at the same time.

After good 15 minutes of Zhan staring out of the window to appreciate all the flying birds with his now red face and Yibo appreciating the stylish floor of his room with his now red ears, the awkwardness began dissolving.

"I want to cuddle." Yibo, being the more direct one, announced with a straight face and laid on his uninjured side.

"Sure." Zhan lied down beside Yibo facing him. He placed a hand on his petite waist while Yibo placed his injured arm and leg on Zhan's body, like a koala bear.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Zhan asked in a concerned voice.

"Nope, just a little bit sometimes. I'll be good as new in a week."

"Okay, be careful from now on. I don't want to see you hurt."

"Yes, Mr. Husband." Yibo winked.

"Aren't you cheeky?" Zhan pinched his nose and both chuckled.

"Now take a nap. I'll wake you up for dinner."

"Hmm." Yibo's eyelids already started closing. After sometime Zhan slept too.

During that afternoon nap, Yibo had a dream, more like remembered his past. He heard his own words from a past interview,
"When I was younger, whenever I got hurt, I used to put it on social media. Maybe I thought that comforting words would help to lessen the pain. But then I got it....... Nobody cares."
He had said answering a question in that interview.

Yibo opened his eyes slightly to see his boyfriend's sleeping face.
He remembered the words said by the man before him, "I do care, no matter how small your injury is. Even if this body is yours, remember, this is also where my heart resides."

Yibo smiled to himself and snuggled up close to him, this time closing his eyes with a satisfied smile.

'Even if the world doesn't care, if this one person does, it's enough for me.'

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~ THE END ~

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Author's note :

This silly author is here with another (embarassing) oneshot.

Actually, my friend Kawaiisakura1993
and me had given a oneshot/short-story writing challenge to each other, where one provided with scenario and the other will have to make a short story upon that scenario.

Please check out her story too.

Also, look at this baby over here.

Bonus : (chibi Yibo)

Thank u for reading ('∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩')

Bye bye ♥️.