~7~ The moving

~7~ The moving

Wang Yibo lay peacefully sleeping in my bed and because I don't have a sofa, at least not a real one, because it is more like a bench, I had no other place to sleep.

But because I was so tired, I didn't think about it any further and crawled into the bed too, lay down next to Wang Yibo, covered us both and fell asleep almost immediately.

The waking up was then a little bit nice. It must have been around 11 pm when I slowly woke up and noticed someone holding me in his arms. I felt the warmth and closeness and because I was still standing completely beside me, I thought it was Seo Joon. I slowly opened my eyes and realized that it was not Seo Joon but Wang Yibo.

It took me a little moment until I remembered why he was in my bed. He held me tightly in his arms and actually I should have felt uncomfortable or disappointed. But I wasn't.

And not only did I enjoy feeling someone close to me. No, it was also the first time since Seo Joon's death that I didn't dream about him. I didn't wake up with a heavy heart. Instead, I woke up in the security and warmth of another person. My boss!

It's the first time I can't or don't have to write about Seo Joon in my dream journal. Is it because the therapy is working? Is it through the grief group? Or is it because of my boss?

For a moment I thought about how to escape my boss' clutches. But this consideration disappeared in a fog and I just lay there. Just enjoyed his closeness and warmth a little longer.

His scent is completely different from Seo Joon's, but different doesn't mean that it's worse. He does smell good. Different, but good.

"What are you thinking about, Xiao Zhan?"

"You're awake?"

"Mm. So tell me, what's on your mind?"

"Nothing special, really."

" Really?"

"Well, aren't your parents waiting for us?"

"Probably."

"But?"

"But, I'm having a great time with you, so they can wait a little longer."

"Is that so?"

"Mm. I hope this doesn't make you uncomfortable. But I think it's really nice to hold you in my arms."

"Why?"

"No why. Just like that, okay?"

"Um, okay."

We lay cuddled together in bed for another half an hour before we got up and after we had freshened up a bit, we started to pack a few things.

In the end there were two suitcases with clothes and a moving box with memories. I myself was very surprised that I had so few personal things. But I was not really wondering either. Because before that I lived in an apartment with Seo Joon and Hae Jin. And when you share the space, you don't collect everything.

And after Seo Joon's death and Hae Jin's departure, I was just functioning anyway and not really living. So nothing else accumulated.

When everything was packed, we took it to Yibo's car. Since he can't drive with his wrist, I did the job and got instructions where to go. I was just surprised that I could drive so calmly and safely even though I was very nervous.

After a drive of half an hour we reached the Wang family mansion. This is not just a house, it is a real mansion. It has an iron double-winged gate, a long driveway, a well-kept garden and trimmed trees and bushes.

The huge house in its elegant white, is protected by two guards at the gate and two at the huge entrance door to the house. " My God, this reminds me of my first visit to Seo Joon's parents. Why must people live so ostentatiously?" I mumbled to myself while someone from the Wang's personnel took my suitcases and my moving box from the car.

"Is something bothering you about the house?" Wanted Yibo to know from me.

I shook my head and said, "No, not that. I just wonder why three people need so much space?"

"Well, from now on, there are four of us. And my parents often have guests, some stay overnight here too. So a big house is an advantage."

"Mm, okay."

I followed Yibo into the house and Wang Mina was already waiting for us. She wanted to know where we had been for so long and of course she already knew what had happened. She took a close look at Yibo's wrist and my throat and looked worried.

"The best thing is not to leave Zhan's side." She said to Yibo.

"Don't worry, Mom, I won't let him out of my sight."

"Huh? I'm 24 years old and I can take care of myself. Today was just an exception." I explained.

"That may be. But to make sure there are no more exceptions and we don't have trouble with your in-laws for not taking good enough care of you, Yibo will now stay by your side." She said, and it was immediately clear that a no was out of the question.

I think it's an exaggeration that I am forced to live here now, just because of the deal between the Wang's and my parents-in-law. But it is even more exaggerated to not want to let me out of their sight. I wonder if they ever heard of privacy.

Before I even got to see the room I'm going to live in for the next four weeks, we were forced into the dining room where two employees hurriedly put a large selection of food on the table.

Actually, I wasn't even hungry and would have liked to just take a shower and go to bed. But unfortunately I had to eat something first. Instructions from Wang Hao, who also sat next to me and made sure that I really ate.

One of the employees, a man who is maybe a few years older than me, smiled at me incessantly. I smiled back and the employee became shy and got red cheeks.

Wang Mina followed my gaze and sparkled angrily at the employee. "If you want to keep your job, you should stop flirting with our guest." She said to him and I swallowed hard.

"Mom, it's not his fault. Zhan's smile really should be under a license."

"What? What are you talking about?" I asked Yibo.

"About your smile being dangerous."

"Bullshit."

"No, it's true. When you smile at someone like that, they automatically smile back."

"And why is that so bad?"

"Because people fall in love with your smile!"

"What? That's nonsense."

"It's true!"

"How do you know that?"

" That' you'd like to know what? But I won't tell you!"

"Childish."

"So what? Then I' m childish."

"And now? Should I ignore anyone who looks at me friendly?"

"Yes!

"Why?"

"Never mind! Just do it."

"You sound like a jealous lover."

"So what?"

"Wang Yibo, I don't find this funny."

"Me neither. Or can you see me laughing?"

"Can you even laugh?"

"Sure, if I have a reason to."

"And what reason would that be?"

"I'm not telling you that. You'll have to figure it out on your own."

"Who says I want this?"

"Xiao Zhan, you're really mean."

"Why?"

"Boys, boys, boys, calm down." Said Wang Mina and stroked over Yibo's head. While Wang Hao patted me on the shoulder.

"It's really amazing how fast you can make Yibo say more than three words." Said Wang Hao and laughed.

I didn't know what he meant, but no matter. After dinner the Wang's showed me my room, which is right next to Yibo's room. And of course everything there was just like in the whole house. Huge and swanky.

When I was finally alone, I quickly unpacked my suitcases and went into the bathroom, which belonged to my room, and took a long hot shower. Afterwards I put on my sleepwear and lay down in the oversized bed.

I looked at the ceiling with its decorations for a while until my eyes closed and I fell asleep. A long and very eventful day finally came to an end and before I sank into a deep sleep, I thanked the Wang's, especially Yibo, inwardly for the fact that for the first time since Seo Joon's death I didn't have to think about him all the time.