Chapter 47 Part2 (1/2)
Deep in the Act
Translator: Kotoni
Editor: Isalee
Quality Check: Isalee
First Published on Chaleuria
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Chapter 47.2
Xiao-Deng paid his fare, entered the hotel with a plastic bag in his hand, and ran into Xiao-w.a.n.g at the elevator lobby. ”What have you got in there?” Xiao-w.a.n.g asked with a greedy look on his face, tugging at the bag. ”Something yummy?” Xiao-Deng tried to keep the probing hand away, but to no avail. As the other man pulled at the bag yet again, a flat box clattered to the floor. Splashed in bold print across the top was the name, ”Ma Ying Long.”1 Xiao-Deng blushed. Feeling a little embarra.s.sed, Xiao-w.a.n.g picked up the box for him. ”You okay?”
”It's for my eyebags, alright?! I haven't been sleeping well!” Xiao-Deng snapped with a roll of his eyes.
”There's no need to be shy about it, y'know.” The doors opened. Xiao-w.a.n.g nudged the other man into the elevator with him and pressed the b.u.t.tons for their floors. ”Actually…” He huddled up to Xiao-Deng and lowered his voice, ”I've got the same problem too!” In response, Xiao-Deng shooed him away in disgust.
When the elevator stopped on the thirty-seventh floor, Xiao-Deng walked down the corridor and stopped before Zhang Zhun's door. Then, he began to wait while playing with his phone. More than half an hour pa.s.sed before someone emerged from the elevator lobby. As the figure approached, Xiao-Deng glanced up and saw that it was Chen Hsin. Having spotted the young man as well, Chen Hsin faltered in his steps. A moment of hesitation later, the actor turned back the way he came.
”Oi!” the young a.s.sistant yelled, stopping Chen Hsin in his tracks. After some deliberation, Chen Hsin turned around again and strode up to Xiao-Deng. Without a word, the young man flung the bag at the actor, shoved his hands into his pockets, and stalked off. Chen Hsin took a quick glance at the bag's contents. Failing to figure out what the box was meant for,2 he shrugged off the matter and let himself into the room with a swipe of his keycard.
Zhang Zhun returned to his room not much later. Chen Hsin sidled up to the man at once and clung to him shamelessly. ”You alright?” he murmured with a sultry note in his voice. ”Lemme take a look?”
Zhang Zhun pushed him aside. ”Give me a break. I'm still hurting.” Noticing the plastic bag on the table, he asked instead, ”What's that?”
Although Chen Hsin tried to look displeased, he was unable to follow through with the pretense. ”Something from Xiao-Deng,” he mumbled, sulking a little.
As soon as he opened the bag, a furious blush burst across Zhang Zhun's face. ”The sight of you really p.i.s.ses me off right now!” he snapped as he began undressing himself, still in plain view of Chen Hsin. Off came his jacket and trousers, followed by his s.h.i.+rt and socks. His briefs were the last to go; he tugged them down his thighs, toed them onto the floor, and stepped out of the tiny piece of clothing. Chen Hsin gawked at the sight, hopelessly entranced by the idle, unwitting s.e.xiness of the gorgeous man before him. Then, Zhang Zhun s.n.a.t.c.hed up the bag and disappeared into the bathroom, stark naked.
Chen Hsin waited. All was silent behind the closed door; not even the sound of running water could be heard. After hovering outside for a while, he gave in to his curiosity and opened the door - only to be stunned once more by what he saw. There Zhang Zhun was, sitting on the toilet with one foot on the seat and the other on the floor, his hand reaching between his splayed legs as if… Staring goggle-eyed, Chen Hsin gulped loudly and his entire being combusted at once with desire.
Zhang Zhun glanced up at the intrusion. There was no sign of mortification on his face though he seemed just a little embarra.s.sed. He tilted his chin at the sink, motioning towards the tube of ointment and opened box of suppositories lying on top. ”Get your mind out of the gutter,” he mumbled, ”I'm just applying some meds.”
”H-hah…?” Chen Hsin could not tear his eyes away from those spread thighs and the fingers moving in the shadows. ”Y-yeah I know…”
Seeing that the other man had no intention of leaving, Zhang Zhun raised his voice, ”Get out!”
”No, I…” A certain clinginess came into the younger man's manner, and his gaze latched onto Zhang Zhun as if it were hooked into his flesh. ”I'll just watch, okay? Just lemme watch?”
”What the h.e.l.l for?!” Zhang Zhun's embarra.s.sment intensified at Chen Hsin's shamelessness. A delectable blush spread all over his skin, tinting even the tips of his ears and toes a tantalizing shade of red. ”Are you nuts? What's even going on in that head of yours?”