[BL] NEET life in the Apocalypse

Chapter 6—One night stand

That statement was entirely true. Song Yu did like Lan Zhou. So much so, in fact that he didn’t want to part. The upsetting thing is…he could have the potential to fall in love with Lan Zhou. And that scared him even more than intimacy.

The stone in Song Yu’s heart left by the betrayal of his comrades and family enabled him to distance himself. He would rather have this one moment of pure happiness than the chance this man would one day betray him. And the betrayal of a loved one is even more heart-breaking than the betrayal of a friend.

So this night… was his celebration night. The night where he would indulge in this fantasy that the world wasn’t ending soon. He could envision a nice future with this man, graduate and work at his company. Fall in love normally, live in a small villa and grow old together.

But that was a pipe dream. Not even a dream, it didn’t exist. The future would be unkind, hopeless, and rotten. The world would be sunken into madness where the strong preyed on the weak, and the weak preyed on the even weaker.

Song Yu didn’t want to witness that sight again. Even with Lan Zhou.

A small tear trickled down his face, but his gaze was firm and strong. He looked at Lan Zhou, this perfect specimen of a man and did the thing he wanted to do.

He wanted to make love.

Lan Zhou was just about to coerce Song Yu into just sleeping for the night, when a body slammed into his embrace, and lips collided with his own. Lan Zhou was surprised, his gentle hands wrapping around Song Yu’s waist in an attempt to stop him.

“Song Yu, we don’t have to do this tonight. We can take our time.”

“No.” Song Yu’s lips trailed down Lan Zhou’s neck as he ripped open his shirt. Buttons popped everywhere as the large expanse chest was revealed to Song Yu’s passionate eyes. Lan Zhou’s eyes widened at the fierce little kitten, exposing its claws.

Not to be outdone, Lan Zhou took Song Yu’s hand and let him touch him. Song Yu shuddered at the heat of the male body, and couldn’t help but lean in closer, kissing trails all over his skin. Lan Zhou lifted Song Yu’s head, peering straight into his eyes, his concern palpable.

“Are you sure?” Song Yu looked deep into those beautiful eyes. Eyes that said many things. Concern, passion…even love. It was the gaze of a man who has found the one thing he was searching for his whole life. And all Song Yu could give him was tonight. He leaned in, his kiss a sacred binding.

“Yes.”

…

Song Yu woke up groggily, the pain centered in the lower region of his body. He winced as he felt the skin there was tender. Their lovemaking started off with an awkward struggle at first, but Lan Zhou was a quick learner, and soon, he had Song Yu shouting in ecstasy.

They did two rounds before napping, only for Lan Zhou to wake up with Song Yu astride him, urging his member into his hole. They did another two rounds before going into exhaustive sleep. Song Yu was a light sleeper, so when the sun peaked in the morning, he woke up.

He never expected love making to be so…intense. At first, it hurt so much. Lan Zhou did his best prepping him, using lube, but overall his member was sizeable.

Afterwards, the pleasure just kept pouring in. So much so that Song Yu became shameless and even begged him for another round. That feeling of climax, and the over-pouring of love and care with each thrust. Kyaaa! He blushed so hard!

Song Yu’s body had been cleaned at some point, so he didn’t feel any discomfort. He turned his body to see the large one beside him, still stuck in deep slumber. Song Yu’s eyes lowered in deep contemplation and stark sadness.

Lan Zhou abided by his words and didn’t bite him. Instead, he rained kisses. Song Yu’s throat closed up with emotion. He gently brushed Lan Zhou’s hair away from his face, his eyes watching the even breaths.

He really…wanted to stay.

Song Yu got up and dressed, wincing with pain. His clothes from last night laid crumpled on the ground, but he didn’t mind. He dressed quickly and silently, using the breathing technique to become even quieter. Once he was done, he erased all evidences that he was there.

Finally, Song Yu kneeled down to be face to face with Lan Zhou. That niggling feeling of desolation was once again upon him.

Celebration night was over. It was now time for the dream to end.

He leaned in and gently kissed Lan Zhou’s soft lips. That last lingering feeling of love and cherishment. One last goodbye.

“Thank you.”

…

 Song Yu didn’t have time to go over his emotions before hearing his phone ring. Looking down at the device, he saw the familiar number flashing. A cold douse of disgust entered his vision. Song Yu controlled his breathing before clicking the accept button.

“What do you want?”

On the other side of the phone was Song Wen, his father.

“You impertinent twit! Get back home this instant! You have some explaining to do!”

Song Yu didn’t listen to anymore before clicking the end button.

On the other side, Song Wen was seething. Glaring at the pictures of Song Yu at the club with another man, he wanted to curse at him! He was seen leaving the club in a compromising position no less! He had to deal with this retarded brat sooner or later. Song Yu had always been meek and listened to him wholeheartedly. He wasn’t bright and didn’t have a single second generation young master bone in his body.

Unlike his other son who excelled at all aspects of education and was even younger than Song Yu! The humiliation was palpable. Song Wen went outside his office and scolded his wife, to upheave his anger before settling down in the living room.

Shen Ah Ying was Song Yu’s mother and also meek-minded. Her husband controlled every aspect of her life, whether it was her clothes, jewelry and even makeup brands. She did not know of any other lifestyle than submission. Hearing that her son was found in the embrace of another man sent her into hysterics.

The shame of having a son such as this! She cried bitterly into her hands.

“Mom?” Up the stairs was Song Qing. She was a slender thing with big innocent eyes and a cute adorable smile. She exuded both grace and gentleness. At the age of 18, she was the epitome of perfection. At least on the surface.

Behind closed doors, Song Qing liked to bully other girls, smoke, and engage in sexual rancor. She hid it very well, and the people she engaged with were beneath her, just as she liked it. No one would have the power to stop her, and if they tried, she would use her family’s position to annihilate them.

“Ah Qing! Song Yu…Song Yu! Oh! He’s done such horrible things!”

“Mom, Shhh….it’s all right. What did big brother do?”

“He engaged in homosexuality!” Song Qing quirked a brow, but otherwise kept her cool, gleefully laughing on the inside.

“It’s gonna be okay. Did dad call him? Is he coming?”

“He’s already here.”

Three heads turned to the open living room door. It had been 3 months since they last saw Song Yu. He was always pale and lanky with long hair covering his eyes. Even in the pictures sent to Song Wen, although the face was discernable, everything else was burry.

Song Yu walked elegantly into the room (despite the pain from his chrysanthemum) and casually glanced at his loving ‘family’. He hadn’t seen these faces in 20 years. After his escape, he barred them from Paradise Base and watched from the towers as they cried bitterly at the gate. The next day they were gone, like poofs of smoke, either eaten by zombies or killed by hungry cannibals.

There was no satisfaction in their deaths, just a deep bottomless cesspool of hate, sadness, and grief. Grief because he could no longer call anyone family ever again.

“What did you want to talk about?” Song Wen narrowed his eyes at his son. Was this really his son? This confident man with a cold glare, as if looking at trash?

He sneered. A leopard cannot change its spots, and this show of him being confident is just that, a show. He picked up the pictures off the table and slapped it against the corner, causing the tens of pictures to flutter in the air. Song Yu’s kinetic vision picked up the scene of him and Lan Zhou.

He smiled as he casually picked one up. It was the scene where they were both watching the video on Lan Zhou’s phone. Both of their postures close together looked lovely and intimate. Song Yu liked it a lot. He casually placed the photo in his breast pocket.

“Just for this? Do you have proof that I did anything?”

“Proof? You mean the entire club did not witness you kissing another man and leaving with him? Hah! You think I don’t know where you slept at last night. You have humiliated this family!”

It was time for Song Yu to sneer.

“This just disown me and we can all go our merry way.”