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"...Damn, if you didn't want me back
Why'd you have to act like that?
It's confusing to the core
'Cause I know you want it
Oh, and if you don't wanna be
Something substantial with me
Then why do you give me more?
Babe I know you want it

Say that you want me every day
That you want me every way
That you need me
Got me trippin' super psycho love
Aim, pull the trigger
Feel the pain getting bigger
Go insane from the bitter feeling
Trippin' super psycho love..."

- "Super Psycho Love" by Simon Curtis (I can listen to this song on hours end)😍

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Chapter-14

The first thing JingYu noticed after opening his eyes was that it was not a nightmare. It was all real, everything that happened last night. All of it. He rubbed the tear crust from the corner of his eyes. Throat felt sore. He turned sideways and buried his face on the crook of his elbow, reluctant to even move a toe. The phone was lying beside him, a dark cold patch of reality on the dreamy white bed sheet. He looked at it for a long moment.

Would there be a good morning greeting waiting for him?

Would there be any part of ZhouZhou waiting for him?

He was eager to know, but at the same time, was afraid of the answer even more. What if there weren't any?

So what? He has let go of you already. What more proof can you need? Stop pining like a dog.

The part of his mind that still raged on spat at him, successfully blocking the other part that still wanted to hold on.
After mentally oscillating much, JingYu took and turned on the device, heart racing the entire time it needed to boot up.

Three notifications popped up. He hesitatingly tapped the one with text icon and promptly closed his eyes to cope up with the disappointment that followed after seeing that it was not from the person he was expecting it to be.

It was from Mei.

Yes, Mei. That's right. She's the one I need now. A new date or a girlfriend, some hard shags and I'll be all right. I won't have to think of him all the time; the pain will stop. The memories will fade. Yes, that's right.
Head over heart. Head over heart.

He opened the other two notifications. One from Mei, again. Two missed calls.

Another from Timmy. Seven missed calls.

JingYu's eyes widened at the number. Something like hope bloomed inside.

We need to talk.

Suddenly that line from that cursed text flashed through his mind and he hardened his jaw.

That was the textbook definition of breaking up, wasn't it? What was there to talk anyway? They were never together in the first place. Timmy could have texted him if there was any strong reason other than an excuse.

But what if you're reading between the lines too much? His heart asked in a voice that sounded suspiciously like ZhouZhou's.

Then also it'd not have been possible. We are too wide apart to ever come together, his head snapped back.

Head over heart.

He called Mei.

"Yeah, what was that?" That was the first thing Mei asked after picking up.
"What was what?"

"The text you sent me last night!"

"That was what I precisely asked you."

There was a pause, "Wait, what? You- you're looking for a date?"

"Is there a reason for sounding so surprised?" JingYu asked back. Even talking over phone took more energy than he could muster at the moment.

"Well, duh! I thought you and Timmy are an item now!"

Stomach twisting painfully, he answered, "You thought wrong."

"Of course not! The sexual tension between you two were thicker than your skull! So what hap-"

"I'm sorry, this was clearly a mistake. Thanks, Mei, I'll talk to you later, b-"

"Wait wait wait! The fuck? You seriously serious?!"

"Do you think I'm someone who would jokingly ask for a date?" JingYu was closing and opening his left hand continuously.

"Umm...So, there's nothing between you and...." she trailed off, clearly urging JingYu to confirm it.

"There is nothing between Timmy and me," with a pause, he added, "never was. Is that clear enough for you?" That tightening feeling inside his chest was coming back again. He swallowed.

On the other end Mei was quiet too. JingYu waited.

"Okay...all right, okay. So, um, I'm gonna check with Becca first. If she's still up, then I'm gonna give her your number and text you hers. Is that cool?"

No, it's not. I don't want to do it. I don't want anyone.....else....I just want...."Yes, okay. Thanks."

"No worries, and JingYu?"

"Yes?"

But strangely Mei didn't say anything more and ended the called after a quick "Bye and take care."

JingYu tossed the phone on the other side of the bed. Far away from him. It felt toxic in his hand.

And if his eyes burned and moistened after, it was purely from lack of sleep.
Yes, that was it.

Head over heart.

XOXOXOX

Pale orange glow reflected on the windowpane as Timmy sat beside it, heavy eyelids moved in a slow blink. Bent legs bunched up in front, hands holding the phone and a half knitted red scarf to his chest. It had been hours since he had any contact with JingYu.

All his life, he had been impulsive, doing things on whims, taking decisions at the heat of the moment, not thinking about the consequences and so on. But meeting JingYu, getting to know him, learning from the man's mountain like patience and level headed attitude towards life, Timmy really hoped he would behave more rationally. Well, he clearly did not because, look where he was now. Watching a sun set that resembled his life.

Was this the end? But he never wanted it to be. There were many things he never wanted to happen.

He never wanted to fall for a straight man.

Never wanted to pine after JingYu.

Never wanted JingYu to reject him time and again.

Never wanted to restrain himself from declaring his love.

Never wanted to step out of the line and kiss JingYu.

Never wanted to push him away the next second.

Never wanted the man to turn off his phone, cutting all the connection.

Never wanted to count the hours to know just how long he hadn't spoken to the person he loved more than himself.

Never wanted to lose JingYu.

Fat tears began to form. He didn't even try to control them.

Last night when Nana came to his room and just held him without even asking about anything, Timmy's tears had fallen finally. Soaking Nana's cardigan wet.

"It is perfectly normal to cry. Do not ever categorize the emotions based on male or female, sweetheart. We are all human being first." She had said when Timmy expressed his shame for crying like a baby despite being a boy. "Men experience the same emotions the same way as we women do. You love a man, so, tell me, is it different than the love between a man and a woman in any way? No, it is not. Then why should be the expressions of your pain, your joy, your heartbreak any different? Cry, ZhouZhou, cry your heart out and then buckle up. I do not know what has happened but I can feel that this is the time to test your perseverance. Remember my boy, every relation has to go through its trial periods. The one that cannot endure is never meant to be."

Timmy had cried harder and harder. And then fell asleep with tears in his eyes, pain inside his heart.

A chime came from his phone, startling him. He scrambled to unlock it.

An unknown number. He frowned which morphed into a look of utter disbelief as he read the content. Putting the phone down, he buried his face into the woolly softness of the scarf, face crumbling up with pain.

XOXOXOX

JingYu was sitting at a bar, nursing a tumbler of whiskey. Opposite him sat Boris, chatting on. If not for the sheer stubbornness to ignore his paining heart, JingYu would not have gotten out this evening. His body felt like it had been hit by a car repeatedly. Everything hurt. But Boris had asked him to meet about finalizing the contract, and then proposed a toast. Now here they were, getting sloshed. JingYu was not particularly a sad drunk, but tonight his mood soured even more as the amber liquid burned its way down his throat.

"So, how is the love life?"

JingYu looked up from his drink questioningly. ZhouZhou?

"Any bird in the picture?" Boris explained while sipping his own Vodka.

Oh. He wanted to slap himself for his foolishness. Why the fuck did he think of Timmy? What love life? There was nothing, nothing between them. All of it was a joke. A big fat joke.

"No, not at the moment," he answered.

Boris 'mmhm'd' non committally and added after a pause, "Boyfriend, then?"

That made JingYu choke on his drink promptly.

Boris tutted and handed him some tissues. Still coughing, JingYu wiped the spill but did not answer even when he recovered.

Boris smirked, "Interesting."

"What?"

"I didn't know you swing that way too."

With his tipsy state, it took JingYu a moment to realize what his friend just suggested and he scowled.

"That's because I do not." That's because ZhouZhou has rejected you, his mind supplied like a bastard. "In fact, I'm meeting a girl tomorrow," he informed.

The other man just chuckled and said nothing further. The conversation took another turn and the time drudged on.

XOXOXOX

After waking up with a pounding head and a mouth that felt like something died in there, he checked his phone and cursed aloud when the disappointment came for not finding what he was hoping to find.

"How more pathetic can you get?" He barked at his reflection, furiously brushing his teeth. "You never cease to amaze me! What the fuck is wrong with you? It was not like he was your b-... your anything!" He spat out the foam. "It was he that did everything while you stood there like a stupid monkey that you are. Has he ever asked how you feel? No. Has he ever listened to you? No. And what did you get when trying to reach out? A text that said you were a mistake. When he kissed you, it was all right, but when you tried to kiss back you got shoved away! And then a sorry? A mistake? Everything was a mistake? Yes, that's exactly what it was. A big mistake. I was never gay, I still am not. I'll meet Rebecca tonight, have a good time and everything will be fine. I won't have to think about him anymore."

He was thankful for the fact that the reflection could not talk back, otherwise it surely would have mocked him for how his stomach roiled at the thought of dating someone else, thinking of having a romantic involvement with someone who was not Timmy.

He got out of the bathroom but not before punching the wall in frustration.

He missed him.

XOXOXOX

Timmy had been waiting for hours outside when JingYu finally decided to leave the gym. He knew this was where JingYu spent his Sunday mornings. But to see the other man going through his usual routine sent a shard of pain through Timmy's heart. As if he did not turn Timmy's life upside down just a few hours ago. As if the absence of Timmy meant nothing to him. As if these past months had not affected him too.

Well, everything will be clear by the end of tonight, Timmy thought as he began to follow JingYu.

The sweaty tall form walked ahead of him. JingYu once told him how he disliked taking a shower in the gym and always rushed home to do it. Timmy noticed how the other man seemed to be dragging his feet along, how bone tired he looked. But instead of going to him and offering help, today he wanted to kick the guy till he turned blue. Timmy was done feeling sorry or scared. If he had to lose he was going to do it with a bang.

He fired out a text.

So, you decidedly will not talk to me anymore, huh? -ZZ

And hawked for JingYu's reaction. He saw him taking his phone out of his pocket and stopped walking when he realized whom that text was from. Timmy saw how JingYu stared at his phone as if it would reveal the mystery of the universe to him. Or how his fingers hovered before started typing.

Seconds later Timmy's phone vibrated.

There is nothing to talk about. -JY

The fuck there isn't! His pain had burned its way through to rage now and he seethed in anger. JingYu was moving again; Timmy followed too.

And you know that how? What if I have something to tell you? Something that you need to hear? -ZZ

The figure before him stopped once again and went through the same actions.

Another text came.

I don't want to hear it anyway. -JY

The harsh reply would have shattered Timmy if he was at home, reading only the words. But seeing how JingYu paced back and forth on the pavement, looking at the phone, expecting another reply, took away the desired effect from the message.

Okay. But don't eat up your words later. -ZZ

Timmy pocketed his phone.
JingYu's jaw muscles flexed while reading and he began to type again.
Timmy's phone buzzed inside his jeans which he didn't bother to take out. He had said what he wanted to say. He would not reply anymore.
He watched as JingYu paced for some more, and kicked the fence on the sidewalk hard when nothing else came.

This was the first time Timmy had seen the man losing his cool so openly. To know that he still could invoke such strong reaction in him would have been of great pleasure, but at the moment, he could not feel even a tiny bit of happiness. The message from that unknown number had successfully torn apart all his reasons to be happy.

He turned around and after walking to a safe distance hailed a cab. He had some shopping to do. His battle dress for tonight.

XOXOXOX

Rebecca was beautiful. Elegant, gorgeous and poised. With her long auburn hair, porcelain skin, ample bosom, slim waist, and in that black and silver short dress that made her legs look killing, she was a sight to behold. And very much JingYu's type. Before, JingYu would have started jumping up and down knowing he was going to date this girl. But today, all he could think of was, this was not his ZhouZhou.

And he felt sick.

If he could not even find any enthusiasm or interest while spending time with such a beautiful woman, then how could he possibly get over Timmy and move on? And what about after?

JingYu's mood was dampened further when, after picking her up, Rebecca expressed her wish to go to a club. JingYu was not a club goer and to choose a club for a first date was not something he wanted to do, but he just wanted this date to be over soon and agreed.

A rush of loud music, strong smell, stuffy air assaulted him as soon as they entered. His mind went back to that first night he met Timmy. He mentally cursed.

They found seats on one end of the bar and ordered their drinks. Rebecca was an art teacher in a school and was one hell of a smooth talker. JingYu watched her as she talked. He eyes were beautiful but not as fascinating as ZhouZhou's. Her lips were thin, unlike ZhouZhou's fuller ones. And her smile was very refined; while it was definitely charming, JingYu loved innocent, carefree smiles like.....like....

Is that ZhouZhou?

JingYu did a double take and almost tripped his glass over Rebecca's lap. But he could not care less.

Because Timmy was there. In the club. Sitting opposite them. On the other end of the bar. Looking straight at him. In a black body hugging turtle neck. Hair styled to give a wet tousled look. Lips glossed. Eyes inte-

Is he..is he wearing......eyeliner???!

JingYu's brain had stopped working. He could not decide what was more shocking, finding him here or finding him looking like that?

Who the fuck comes at a place like this looking like that? What the fuck was he thinking? Why the fuck did he have to look like a wet dream? Doesn't he know places like these are infested with predators?

JingYu would have gone on ranting and cursing if not for the light touch he felt on his wrist. He looked down to find Rebecca's hand.

"You are not planning on breaking that glass, are you? Because that would make a mess and you'd have to pay for it too," she said serenely, as if discussing about a cheese cake.

Without his notice, JingYu's hands had tightened around the glass he was holding. He loosened his grip immediately. He looked at Timmy and the boy was looking back at Rebecca's hand that was still on his wrist.

Gritting his teeth, JingYu took that hand into his own and gave the girl a sweet smile, the first one during this entire time.

Rebecca arched an eyebrow, leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "You're doing great," and laughed heartily as if they just made a joke. JingYu was quite dumbfounded by the gesture but he had no time to ponder over it because a man just slid beside Timmy.

A way older man. And handsome. And alone. And it looked like he'd start drooling at any time the way he was looking at Timmy, who was, in turn, looking at JingYu.

His skin bristled. It crawled with a kind of fury that made his ears ring.
Rebecca was saying something to him but not a single word registered into his mind.

The man was talking to Timmy now, and the stupid fool was answering back.

"Are you all right? You look pale, and sweating a lot too."

Rebecca took some tissue and pressed them behind his ear and down his neck. Timmy was watching the scene. JingYu was watching Timmy.

Then Timmy turned his head away from them and concentrated fully to the man beside him who was still talking to him.

JingYu almost snapped and lunged for the fucker when he saw him tracing his thumb over Timmy's left cheek fleetingly.

Outraged would have been an understatement describing what he was feeling right now. He was certain he could punch a hole through that man's skull if given the opportunity. His every instinct screamed at him to drag that little shit out of that fucker's clutch and beat some sense into him.

Timmy and the man got up. The man's hand was on the small of Timmy's back, leading him through the crowd.

Everything was happening so fast and was so far from his usual reality that JingYu took way long to realize what exactly happened in front of his eyes right now.

He jumped down from his stool. Frantic energy rushing through his vein. He would have bolted then and there, but a tug on his sleeve reminded him that there was someone else with him too.

"Are you going somewhere?" Rebecca's voice did not match with the frown that was on her face. It sounded bland, customary.

"Yeah...I..I need to go. I'll be right back," that was all he could manage before he was pushing his way through the throng of people. His head swivelled everywhere, tall height giving him the advantage of looking over many heads.

But neither Timmy nor the man was anywhere to be seen. He felt dizzy for a moment as the sudden rush of blood hit his brain. He could feel his fear creeping its way to his heart and head.

Looking for sometime more, he ran for the back exit door. This club was known to him and was aware which door led to where.

He forced the heavy door open with all his strength and ran out. The left side of the walled compound was empty. Turning to his right-
Timmy was there.

Standing much like the same way he did that day when JingYu first saw him on the back alley of the pub. Only now, instead of holding a guitar, his right hand was tucked inside his skinny, lower waist, nothing-left-for-imagination jeans pocket.

The other one was holding an unlit cigarette to his lips.

And the man was leaning over him. One arm resting on the wall beside Timmy's head. He was holding a lighter. Their faces close.

Everything went red for JingYu.

He pounced and gave a rib breaking shove to the man.

"YOU BASTARD!!!" He roared. "GET OFF HIM!"

Another push that flung the man towards the other wall.

"YOU DARE TO TOUCH HIM WITH YOUR FILTHY HANDS?!"

Punch.

"YOU DARE TO LOOK AT HIM?"

An uppercut punch. Kick on the pelvic bone.

"YOU DARE TO TOUCH MY ZHOUZHOU?"

The man was rolling on the ground now, arms wrapped around his head to block the blows. Body curled up. He was probably saying something too but nothing reached JingYu's ears. And he would have continued to kick the man if not for two arms that wrapped around him from behind. It was a wonder that even in his blind rage his brain registered the small body behind him as Timmy's.

He whirled back to the boy. Timmy immediately released him but held his ground.

"And you," JingYu bared his teeth in a sneer, "what THE FUCK WERE YOU TRYING TO DO?"

Timmy, being the little shit that he was, lifted his chin in a haughty manner and said, "Trying to pull, of course."

This should have sent JingYu into a further red hell but it had the exact opposite effect on him. All his temper, his vicious anger whooshed out of his body and he sagged back agaisnt the wall. Head bowed, face covered by both of the hands.

Never in his life had he loved someone the way he loved ZhouZhou. And never in his life had he been tortured by some words the way he did at the moment.

"Is this all a game to you?" He asked, hands making the words sound muffled.

No answer came. He didn't even know if Timmy was still there, but he was beyond caring now.

"Is this how you are? Was I the same thing too? A pull?"

JingYu dropped his hands, baring his face. Raw emotions playing a collage on it.

Timmy was standing in front of him with a stoic face that broke JingYu's heart a bit more.

And then the boy snorted out a laugh.

"Never took you to be a hypocrite but here you are, accusing me for trying to find a partner while you yourself is on a date with a girl."

JingYu flinched. He knew that logically he had no ground to point his finger at Timmy but seeing Timmy with someone else had robbed him of any sense of logic and justification.

Not wanting to back down, he straightened up.

"What else do you expect me to do? You're the one who didn't want me! You are the one that pushed me away!"

"I'm the one- oh, you enormous bastard!"

If the wall was not behind JingYu, he would have fallen down with the force of Timmy's shove.

"I'm the one who didn't want you?"Another push. "I'm the one who pushed you away? I'm the one, huh? I am the one?"

Timmy's balled fist kept hitting JingYu's chest repeatedly and JingYu just stood there, somewhat stunned at this outburst.

"WHAT SHOULD I DO? TELL ME!"

Clutching the lapels of his blazer, Timmy shook him hard with all his force, eyes manic. Then slumped against JingYu's body. Forehead pressed on the collar bone.

"If I push you'll go away, if I don't push you'll go away. Tell me what should I do," a broken sob followed the words.

Afraid to even breathe, JingYu didn't move a muscle but could not control himself from saying, "But you said.....you said I was a mistake."

"What?" Timmy's head snapped up and hit JingYu's chin in the process, "You're a mis- when the hell did I said that? The fuck are you talking about? What's wrong with you?"

And the furious Timmy was back again. He sprang up and stepped out of JingYu's personal space.

"Don't you dare to put your own words in my mouth, don't you dare. I never said that! You moron, you- you dickhead! I never said that! WHAT THE FUUUUUUCK??!"

If JingYu was in his right mind he would have kept his mouth shut but he wasn't, hence, he retorted back too.

"Oh, you've forgotten all about it, have you? Remember the text you sent me saying this-" he flapped his hand gesturing the space between them, "this was all a mistake? Remember it?"

Timmy gaped at him, "That was because of the kiss! The kiss. I said the kiss was the mistake, you baboon, not us!" Hands thrown over his head, he shouted.

Never the one to be bowed down first, JingYu shouted back, "Isn't that the same thing? If you're regretting kissing me the-"

Thunk.

A solid punch landed over the corner of his mouth.

He reeled back at the unexpected attack. A metallic taste slowly filled his mouth. His hand flew over his mouth on reflex and the fingers came out as bloody. A split lip.

He directed his attention to the other boy and the sight gave him a heart attack.

Timmy stood there, frozen, utter shock and horror written all over his feature. Arms hanging limply by his sides. JingYu watched as those wide eyes began to tear up.

"I.......I'm....I didn'....I didn'.....oh God, I didn'....I'm so....I hit you! Oh God, I hit you! You're....you're bleeding! I didn' I didn'..I hit you..I thought I just wan-"

Wiping the blood from his lips, JingYu crossed the distance between them within the wink of an eye and swallowed the words by latching his mouth over Timmy's. Hands framing the smaller face, keeping him from backing away.

Timmy still tried to talk even when his lips were in between JingYu's, and then fell silent.

JingYu poured his heart into the kiss. It was not deep or sensuous or even sexual. It was full of pure love and the longing he felt for ZhouZhou with his entire being.

It was a kiss of confession. Of apologies. Of promises.

It was a kiss of coming home after a long, long time.

Bodies pressed together, his big hand supporting the back of the head, JingYu increased the pressure of his kiss one last time before pulling out.
Timmy's eyes were closed and he panted heavily, much like JingYu, who touched and pressed their foreheads together.

"Open your eyes, ZhouZhou. Look at me, please."

Those eyes in front of him fluttered but did not open, "Is it real?"

"It is."

"Will you be still here if I open my eyes?"

"Always."

When Timmy still refused to look, JingYu said, "I lose myself when you don't look at me."

The eyes opened slowly and JingYu let himself drown in them.

XOXOXOX

"I'll just go and apologize and maybe call her a cab. Nothing else." JingYu reassured the boy who was hanging onto his arm like a limpet.

"No," Timmy kept with his stubborn denial.

"But ZhouZhou, I can't just leave without informing her. It's not right." He tried again.

"No," Timmy said and dug his blunt nails deeper into JingYu's arm.

"Then, how about we go together? Does that work for you?"

Timmy, who had burrowed his head between JingYu's shoulder blades, seemed to ponder over and then, gave a tiny nod. JingYu smiled and squeezed the smaller hand on his elbow.

They entered the club and went where JingYu and Rebecca were seated previously.

Seeing them, Rebecca clasped her palms together and said, "Finally! Thank goodness! I thought you two were probably killing each other or something."

JingYu was taken aback by this so much that he physically took a step back. The hold on his arms tightened, signalling that Timmy felt the same way.

"You- how did you- what?"

The girl openly rolled her eyes at him, "Oh please, if you still haven't figured it out, you really should be dumped."

"What?" JingYu repeated, still unable connect the dots. The way this day was progressing, his poor brain really should not be blamed for stopped functioning.

She huffed and began to explain, "Mei called me and asked me to babysit you in the guise of a date. She wanted you two to get your shits together. I owed her some favours, so, I agreed to do it."

JingYu blinked in rapid succession, trying to take that all in.

"So, you mean this whole thing-"

"Was a sham," she finished his sentence. "It was planned so that you could get back together." Rebecca looked at Timmy, "I didn't know you before, but the way JingYu was boring hole at that man trying to chat you up, it was pretty easy to detect which one was you." She smiled amusedly and asked, "By the way, where's that fellow, you really didn't kill him off, did you?"

The question was meant for JingYu whose eyes widened in realization, "Shit. I didn't check on him. Where did-"

"He fled as soon as your attention was on me," Timmy mumbled. He still looked impossibly grumpy.

"Good to know that I won't be trapped into a murder case. Anyway, if everything is all set now, I shall be going."

Although still feeling guilty and more confused, JingYu offered to call her a cab and three of them left the club.

Once the car was there and Rebecca was about to get in, JingYu felt the need to say some things he thought should be said, "Rebecca, listen, I'm so sorry. I'm not the kind of guy who'd false date a girl and then..." he trailed off, feeling like a jerk.

"Yes, you shouldn't have. I could have taken this date as a real one and decided to fight over you. What then? That would have gotten you into a real mess. Be thankful that I already have a boyfriend who's probably going out of his mind by now thinking where did his girlfriend go looking this sexy. And I should give you a black eye just to punish you but I don't think someone would appreciate it very much," she winked at Timmy and laughed.

Timmy hid behind JingYu a bit more. He was acting really strange.

"Thanks, Rebecca for....you know, for not letting me mess up."

"You should thank Mei for it and please, don't fool around with your hearts, both of you, all right?" And she got in the car.

After the car was out of their sight, something occurred to JingYu and he turned to Timmy.

"ZhouZhou, how did you know I'd come here for the date? No, wait! How did you know that I was going on a date in the first?"

"Mei texted me," he grumbled out.

XOXOXOX

They took a cab. Once inside, Timmy laid his head over JingYu's shoulder, nose nuzzling the tight muscles, still not letting the other man's arm go.

"You're not a dickhead."

"Okay," said JingYu, patting the side of this big baby's head.

"But you're a dick."

"Oh, thank you. I feel so much better now," he teased back and received a bite.

"Take me home."

".........Oh, okay," JingYu's voice sounded subdued all of a sudden, "But I don't know your address. So if you-"
Timmy sighed heavily and lifted his head, staring at this moron, "Are you always this dumb or are you taking any special classes?"

After a pause, JingYu bit his lip and winched immediately as it opened the split again. Timmy thumbed the wound silently, face sad and guilt ridden.

Not willing to see his ZhouZhou like this, JingYu pinched his cheek and said, "Cheeky brat."

"But you love it."

"........Yes, I do."

And gave his own address to the cabbie.

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Any guess for the next chapter?😉