The truth

Yixing took Huobai outside of the hospital and called in the cab. He still didn't let him go and when the car arrived, he stuffed him inside, getting in after him. He said the address of their apartment and waited.

"Why are we going home?" Huobai asked with a slight curiosity in his voice. Yixing was looking out of the window at the city around them, and without looking away, he sighed.

"We will get changed. We will go to the club…" he answered and then remained silent the whole time. 

Huobai was quite surprised. What would he find in the club? There wouldn't be an answer for him. It was true that he half wished his fascination with Yitian was just a momentary confusion in his hormones. 

The problem was that he was intrigued by Yitian and his kindness even before he saw him. He was fascinated that Yitian helped him without knowing him. 

It was really exceptional for Huobai. Everyone who helped him usually wanted something back. Especially when they knew who he was. But not Yitian. He expected nothing back.

They arrived at the apartment, and Yixing went to his room, saying nothing. Huobai frowned, not knowing what to do or wear. It was his first time going to a club. He decided to take out his phone and search for what people usually wear before entering his own room.

His mother was obsessed with fashion, it wasn't surprising with the job, but she made Huobai always wear fashionable clothes since he was a child. And those pieces were always, let's say that in his hometown it was something unseen before.

He settled down on black jeans, and a white shirt tucked in them. It was just a slight difference with the shirt. It had been vertically cut, so when he tucked it in and moved, the cut would open and reveal his back. It seemed appropriate for clubbing. 

Clothes were the passion of his mother, but Huobai loved earrings. He had nine holes in his ears and loved to wear various types of accessories in them. mostly chains, though.

When he started playing, they often tangled in the headset, so he had to give up on them for a while. That's why now when he could actually take them again. He went full out and filled all the holes. 

He walked out of his room, and Yixing was already waiting for him. They both looked grim. Sizing each other, because they chose similar types of attire, just, Yixing's white shirt wasn't tucked in, and had signs on it.

"Let's go. I called my driver already." Yixing showed Huobai to go first, so he did it. Just when he walked out of the doors, he didn't hear them close. Huobai turned around and saw Yixing staring at his back with his mouth open. 

"Are you going or are you glued to the floor?" he asked jokingly, trying to ease up the atmosphere. But it didn't help at all. Yixing started walking again while muttering something. And Huobai had the tendency to catch Yixing and shake with him hard, to wake him up. 

They arrived at the club, and the loud music almost deafened Huobai. The air was stuffy, some people smelled bad, and some had too much perfume on, which nearly made him gag. 

"I doubt you can show me anything here!" he shouted, trying to scream over the music for Yixing to hear him. But he was still walking through the crowd until they finally ended up on a higher platform with a couch and table that was vacant. 

"Hey, sorry for dropping by so late. I just need to show something to him. Please…" Yixing came closer to the guy he was talking to, so Huobai didn't hear the rest. But it had to be something weird. The guy opened his mouth and looked at Huobai, then nodded and walked away, opening the rope for them. 

Yixing grabbed Huobai's hand and dragged him those three steps up and basically threw him on the couch. Huobai gritted his teeth and decided that it was enough. 

"STOP! I'm not a doll you can drag around. I decide to comply with you, but I will do what I want!" Huobai yelled. It didn't have the effect, he thought because Yixing just smirked and leaned to him. 

"And what will you do to me?" Yixing whispered into his ear, his breath caressing his ear, making him shiver. And it wasn't only his breath, but Yixing's hand that ran up his spine, through the cut in his shirt that was now totally open because he was sitting.

But Yixing was right. What could he do to him? For now, Yixing was right, that the minute he was away from Yitian, he forgot him. To be exact, Yixing made him forget him. And Huobai didn't like that in one bit.

"What's that?" Huobai pointed at the glasses that three servers delivered to their table. Huobai didn't drink. Not since that one time he tried it in a bar…

Suddenly he remembered it. The night in the bar. The guy drinking till he was almost dead was Yixing. Huobai looked at him with totally new thinking.

"We can't drink..." he said once again. Yixing looked him dead in the eyes, took one of the glasses and threw it all in his mouth, and, without a grimace, swallowed it.

"Sissy. Nothing can happen if you drink once." He took another glass and, watching Huobai, he did it again. Yixing was obviously challenging him. And Huobai let him do it. Because he would never lose. And he didn't care that he didn't drink before. Now was the time to start.

They started drinking senselessly. One-shot after another. Thankfully, they still had a lot left. But Huobai could feel his nose tingling. His tongue was lazier with pronunciation. And Yixing was becoming a bit fuzzy.

"You can never have him. Yitian is Chao's. They love each other. They saved each other and you would never ever mean that much to Yitian as Chao does. I'm just trying to help you so give up." Yixing started feeling that his tongue was already weakened. It was too long ago since he had drunk and now they started hard and fast.

"I won't take your advice. You haven't shown me that I'm only after his appearance. Getting me drunk won't help you," Huobai said, following Yixing with another shot. Yixing smirked and stood up. He could feel his tolerance was lower, but he was still sober enough to go over to Huobai and pick him up by his hand. He took him down to the dance floor, glued to his side.

"That's only a start. To ease you up. The real thing starts now. Look around, this is the best club in Hong Kong. There are so many handsome people. No matter the gender. Pick." Huobai looked around. There were really some handsome guys there. But none of them gets his attention for more than five seconds. 

"No one I like in here," he shouted to Yixing's ear. They had to be really close to each other to hear. And Yixing was helping Huobai stand at the same time. 

Huobai could feel Yixing's hot palm on his bare back and never thought that something like that could give him goosebumps. 

'It is only because of the drinks,' he was telling himself. He really felt the pull only towards one person in this club. 

Yixing pulled him closer while moving into the rhythm of the music. They were rubbing their bodies together. And it made Huobai excited. He had the most handsome partner in this club and he felt as if the alcohol opened some closets in his brain. 

Huobai put his hands underneath Yixing's shirt and caressed his abs. Yixing shivered and smirked. He lowered his hands in Huobai's shirt, resting them just above the hem of his jeans. 

"Let's go home," Huobai whispered into his ear and Yixing nodded. It was time to stop. He had problems holding himself up, and he had to hold Huobai up too. 

"You were right…" Huobai said when they were sitting in the back of the car, driving home. They were both safely sitting with space in between them. 

When Yixing, shocked, turned around. He didn't even notice Huobai moving. When he felt Huobai's body thrown onto Yixing's, cornering him by the car's door. 

He could taste the alcohol inside Huobai's mouth. And that was all he could think of now, when Huobai's tongue touched his.