The Assassin's Enemy Lover

“Interesting,” he murmured while peeling off the face mask. He only did it because his mother was urging him on. Each time they had a call she would analyze his skin like she was a dermatologist and proceed to nag, nag, and nag some more.

It was indeed refreshing and felt great on his skin but it was annoying to put on. Zi Han was about to peel off one side when he heard a commotion happening inside his cabin.

When he walked to the door of the bathroom he saw his little pet running out of his cabin with Mr. Twiggles in hand.

“The fuc-... hey, come back here!” yelled Zi Han rushing over to catch up with the cute little chubby dumpling holding a shark plushy twice its size running through the corridors.

“Aaaa...”

“Uh wha-.”

These were the sounds of two crew members exclaiming as the little rodent rushed past them.

“Stop that brat,” he yelled and the Nimsel halted its steps before glowering at him.

.....

Zi Han laughed out loud while explaining, “What? I said brat, not a rat.”

With a wee, it snorted before running into a cabin. “Fuck,” swore Zi Han before following it.

He was so focused on getting that little thing that he didn’t realize he was both shirtless and had on a half-peeled face mask. The two officers took a second lingering glance and couldn’t help but blush.

As soon as Zi Han reached the door of the cabin it closed right in his face almost hitting his nose. While the door was scanning his face he happened to glance back and found those two giggling while watching him. That’s when he realized that he had actually run out of his cabin half naked. He took off the face mask feeling a little embarrassed.

“Um... it’s really hot so Ahem... yah,” he said his leg shaking with impatience for the door to open. With a whoosh the door finally did open and Zi Han ran inside only to go from one awkward situation to another.

The little Nimsel was cuddling the shark plushy in the tiny bed specifically designed for it. It was an especially cute sight to see but Zi Han wasn’t in the mood to indulge in the cute fluff.

“Have you forgotten who your real dad is? Always running here like it’s your home. Come here?”

He was about to grab that little nuisance when Yi Chen came out of the shower his body steaming like a freshly steamed dumpling.

Zi Han found himself rooted on the spot while greedily staring at Yi Chen. Up until now, he hadn’t truly noticed how hungry he was. He had been starved for so long and hadn’t even realized it.

Yi Chen was a little surprised to see Zi Han in his cabin with no shirt on staring at him like he was going to attack at any moment.

This made him all warm and fuzzy inside. He hated arguing with his lover and looked forward to their reconciliation. Thus he decided to take the initiative and begin negotiations for a truce.

“You want to talk?” he asked while wiping the back of his neck.

Zi Han stared at him blankly for a while before saying, “Do you want to do me?”

Yi Chen, “...”

Zi Han wasn’t messing around. He walked over in two steps and pushed him onto the bed. By the time Yi Chen realized what had happened he was already lying on his back on the bed with his sweatpants being untied.

Zi Han was straddling him while tugging at the drawstring of his sweatpants. Yi Chen’s breath lurched his heart beating in his ears.

“Baby, wait wait,” said Yi Chen but Zi Han shut him up by pressing their lips together in an intense sensual kiss.

Yi Chen placed his hand behind Zi Han’s neck as he lifted his head slightly deepening the kiss. He wanted to talk to Zi Han but now that the fire had been lit it was proving difficult to do.

Zi Han found himself slipping his fingers into Yi Chen’s sweatpants his goal straightforward. He meant to entice his lover but his wrist was suddenly caught and he was pressed down on the bed.

Yi Chen pinned both of Zi Han’s arms above his head staring at him with affectionate eyes like he was staring at his most precious treasure.

Zi Han bit his lower lip with a muffled chortle as a glint of mischief flashed in his eyes. He hooked Yi Chen’s waist by encircling him with his legs locking them at his ankles. With little to no room between them, Zi Han writhed his lower half rubbing against Yi Chen’s member.

“Aaaa,” he let out a faint groan his Adam’s apple bobbing on his elongated neck. His actions were intoxicating and alluring that Yi Chen couldn’t resist. He just wanted to take a bite of that neck and leave a blossoming flower that wouldn’t disappear but he had to resist the temptation.

Zi Han opened his dark eyes filled with lust as he asked, “Do you still want to talk?”

Yi Chen wanted to say no but his mouth went against him and blurted out, “I think your father is alive.”

The slight quirk at the corner of Zi Han’s lips fell as the look on his face took a drastic turn. Yi Chen didn’t want to fight about this anymore. The feeling was horrible. It was like a part of him was being carved out with a blunt blade amplifying his fear of losing his most special person thus he decided to talk it out.

He got off on top of Zi Han while pulling him to sit up. Zi Han on the other hand was completely frozen his mind running amok. What the fuck did he mean by alive? The man died right in front of the entire Federation. To this day the video of that tragic day was still available on StarNet and no matter how hard they deleted it it would always resurface.

Even Zi Han had watched it before when he was young. At that time he had no special feelings for it because he didn’t know that that man was his father. The point was that everyone witnessed it yet Yi Chen was telling him that things weren’t as they seemed.