The Assassin's Enemy Lover

“No not that. What people did you say do this?” asked Yi Chen his fingers playfully slipping down to the hem of Zi Han’s t-shirt. Zi Han remained silent. In fact, he was biting his lower lip while pretending to admire the t-shirt in his hand.

Yi Chen kissed Zi Han’s neck like they were the only ones in this store and whispered, “Baby, if you don’t say it then I will drag you to the changing room and grant you an unforgettable service,” with his fingers slipping underneath Zi Han’s t-shirt brushing against his abs.

“Sir, excuse me. It’s a bit inappro-,” said a sales representative after watching this smutty scene unfold before her very eyes but when Yi Chen turned to look at her his head still resting on Zi Han’s back she abruptly fell silent.

That death glare capable of freezing one’s soul had her body shudder subconsciously as she took a step back. Zi Han felt a little sorry for her. They were indeed in a public space and if things continued like this someone might take a picture of them and the Marshal will know. He stepped aside and smiled at her while asking, “Can I have this in a size medium.”

“Oh, sure. I will be right back,” she said before leaving her complexion a little better. Yi Chen suddenly felt an inexplicable sourness rise to his throat. Was Zi Han allowed to smile at other people? Why yes sure, but that didn’t mean his boyfriend would be all cool about it.

He was so jealous that he found himself falling silent while playfully tugging at a shirt he wasn’t even interested in. Coupled with the gloomy cloud looming over his head he appeared visibly upset.

Zi Han grabbed his hand and as their fingers entwined he asked, “Would you like to try this with me?”

Yi Chen who was still trying to seem upset felt like a stone had been lifted off his chest. His fingers flickered as though trying to resist Zi Han’s attempt to appease him. In the end, he couldn’t resist. He glanced at the t-shirt and said, “If you pick a pair of pants then we have a deal.”

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Zi Han’s lips quirked into an even bigger smile as he gazed into his eyes with a burning passion flickering in his pupils.

Zi Han suddenly felt like Yi Chen was right before. They should have just stayed at the house and shopped on StarNet. At least then he could kiss him to his heart’s content.

Zi Han randomly grabbed a pair of pants and the two didn’t even wait for the sales representative of the store to come back with the medium-sized t-shirt. They squeezed into one dressing room and as Yi Chen hung up the t-shirt and pants, Zi Han grasped the collar of his shirt and pressed him against the wall of the changing room, and proceeded to kiss him feverishly.

“Aaaa baby, you are so sexy when you are jealous,” whispered Zi Han his intense gaze staring at Yi Chen’s lips.

“Is that why you keep smiling at other people,” asked Yi Chen while his thigh rubbed against Zi Han’s lower half.

Zi Han gasped as he slowly raised his seductive eyes and stared into Yi Chen’s. Yi Chen lightly pinched Zi Han’s chin and tilted his head to the side.

Yi Chen lowered his head and whispered into Zi Han’s ear, “There are consequences for making me jealous. Baby, you are going to have to pay the price.”

Yi Chen felt Zi Han’s adam’s apple graze his knuckles as the man gulped. He glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and kissed the side of Zi Han’s neck before sucking on the man’s skin for thirty seconds straight.

Zi Han’s fingers slipped in between Yi Chen’s hair as he tilted his head even more elongating his neck for his lover to do as he pleased. Well, that is until they were interrupted.

“Sir... I have brought the t-shirt you asked for,” said a male voice coming from outside the dressing room.

Zi Han moved away quickly. He was about to walk out and grab the t-shirt when Yi Chen pressed him against the wall with one of his hands slamming onto the partition.

The attendant outside jolted when he heard the sound but he didn’t dare make a peep. Yi Chen pressed his index finger on his lips gesturing for Zi Han to keep silent.

Zi Han seductively raked his fingers in his hair, his cheeks heating up. Yi Chen thanked the attendant and closed the curtain.

He then held out the two similar t-shirts in different sizes his implication obvious. Zi Han didn’t get it at first but once he did he protested.

“No no no no fuck no,” he said and Yi Chen didn’t put up a fit.

He replied with a simple, “Okay,” before making a move like he was about to kneel before Zi Han and pull his belt.

“Shit, fine fine. You want to look like twins then let’s wear them,” said Zi Han regretting that he had picked the one black t-shirt with a big heart in the middle. How was this any different from posting their images on StarNet and declaring their love to the entire galaxy?

Zi Han was skeptical at first but after managing to put it on he really liked it. While he was straightening it out Yi Chen who was standing behind him placed his arm around his clavicle and pulled him close before taking a picture of their reflections in the huge mirror.

Yi Chen was especially giddy having gotten what he wanted thus he didn’t hold back. He kissed Zi Han’s cheek and took another picture.

“Haven’t you had enough? No one is going to see those anyway,” said Zi Han with a sweet smile on his face trying to run away but Yi Chen pinched his chin and forced him to look at him. The two of them kissed and of course, Yi Chen took another picture of it documenting this sweet precious moment.

“Are you done now?” asked Zi Han staring at the man in the mirror.

Yi Chen wrapped his other arm as well around Zi Han’s clavicle. He buried his face in the crevice of Zi Han’s neck and sniffed his scent with a contented smile.

“Baby you look so handsome...” whispered gently swaying side to side. “I can’t believe you are actually mine.”

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

Zi Han’s heart beat against his chest loudly as it wasn’t immune to such tender words.