The Assassin's Enemy Lover

This question wasn’t necessarily directed at anyone. He was just thinking out loud but the people around him responded. Their responses were mixed but the person himself wasn’t listening. He was busy making calculations in his mind.

Yi Chen had helped him get his grandfather’s map back and he had also copied the script for him. In return, Yi Chen had asked for him to be a part of his elite platoon in the future.

No matter which way Zi Han tried to flip this over it was a win-win situation for himself. Joining the future Marshal’s team of elites was almost every Cadet’s dream. Plenty could dream but only a few could get such an honor.

Even if Yi Chen hadn’t copied those scripts or got his grandfather’s map back for him it wouldn’t haven’t taken much convincing for Zi Han to accept such an offer. In other words, it was Yi Chen who suffered unnecessary losses.

Thus when he thought of asking the class president to tutor him he couldn’t help but feel bad if Yi Chen doesn’t request something in return. If he doesn’t then Zi Han had to come up with something to repay him with. But what would Yi Chen want? He wasn’t short of money nor did he seem to have any interests other than training.

Like this Zi Han had been sitting there looking at Yi Chen with an absent expression. Yi Chen had long noticed Zi Han staring at him and he tried his hardest to pretend like he didn’t see him.

The half side of his face tingled as he tried to concentrate on his task but even though he didn’t look at Zi Han he still noticed him.

The slightest change in posture or movement of a finger sent Yi Chen’s thoughts in a spiral. He wasn’t sure if Zi Han was trying to get his attention or something.

.....

He wasn’t even sure whether he should walk over and ask or wait for Zi Han to take the initiative to come to him.

Zi Han had absolutely no idea that his absent-mindedness would cause such a chaotic storm in Yi Chen’s mind. Yi Chen’s brain almost short-circuited like a robot experiencing a malfunction.

After thinking it through Zi Han retracted his gaze with an expression like he had made up his mind. He couldn’t owe Yi Chen any more favors so he planned on asking Hela if she had time.

But before he opened his mouth to speak the bell rang signifying the end of class which also happened to be the end of the school day. Zi Han got up and planned to discuss this over some milk tea with her.

Just as he stepped out of the laboratory a figure suddenly stood in front of him blocking his path. It was none other than Yi Chen. His expression was as always but the faint traces of glee indicated that he was in a good mood.

“You guys go ahead,” he said to the four people before glancing back at the class president. “What’s up?” he asked but he soon regretted asking that question.

“You need to help me with the medicine again?” said Yi Chen with a serious expression that one wouldn’t think those words had just come from his mouth.

Zi Han, “...”

If he was an animated character he would have a couple of exclamation marks hovering above his head. Hadn’t he already helped him earlier? Wasn’t his debt already paid off?

Noticing Zi Han’s look of confusion Yi Chen said, “It says to apply twice a day and since we are already going home you might as well help me now,” while placing the healing spray in Zi Han’s hand.

Zi Han’s mouth twitched like he was about to say something but he was seriously at a loss. “Ugh fine..... but I am not going to the training room. It’s too far,” he said before bypassing him and walking away.

A small smile showed on Yi Chen’s face as he followed him. He didn’t know where Zi Han was taking him nor did he care. From afar he appeared like a saint with little to no desires but when it came to the one he likes he was no vegetarian. He was like a wolf in customized sheep’s clothing here to abduct the unsuspecting little lamb.

The little lamb directly led him to the nearest bathroom and commanded, “Unbutton your shirt,” while twisting the lid of the healing spray can.

In the vast luxurious bathroom, Yi Chen started to unbutton but when he reached halfway Zi Han suddenly pushed him into the last stall and shut the door.

Just a second ago Zi Han heard voices coming this way. In a panic, he pushed Yi Chen into the stall and hurriedly closed the door. His reaction was instantaneous without much thought. Now that they were cramped in this small space he began to question himself.

Why did he squeeze into this tiny space with such a big person? It’s not like they were doing anything shameful. With an arched brow, he looked at Yi Chen, and because of the height difference, he was met by Yi Chen’s partially open chest.

He couldn’t help but take the time to appreciate the class president’s majestic figure. He wanted to say, “I reacted impulsively. There is no need to hide,” but what came out of his mouth was,

“I really can’t touch? Not even a lit-.”

He didn’t manage to finish because Yi Chen placed his index finger on his lips to stop him from talking. That’s because the people who were talking had pushed the bathroom door and were happily chattering.

Yi Chen lowered his head while lightly biting his lower lip. The softness of Zi Han’s lips at the side of his finger was enlivening. He was tempted to lower his head a little more and test whether they were as soft as when his finger touched them.

Zi Han compressed his lips shutting his mouth. Since both of them couldn’t talk Zi Han decided to take advantage of this. Like an alligator quietly sneaking up on prey taking a bath in the murky waters he raised his hand and poked Yi Chen’s uninjured pectoral muscle.

Yi Chen who was preoccupied with Zi Han’s lips didn’t think he would be taken advantage of in this moment. He wanted to say something but those boys were still chit-chattering in the bathroom talking about some stupid party.

Yi Chen tried to grab Zi Han’s hand but this time Zi Han was prepared. He dodged in time but instead of behaving well, he poked Yi Chen again. This time he poked his abdomen and chuckled silently while he was at it.

His eyes widened feeling how hard it was. Zi Han suddenly wanted to do it again but this time he would touch it instead of poking.