Worthless

Oh… 

Oh my…

What was this intense smell? 

Sniff, sniff. 

Zeke wasn't sure of what he was smelling, but he felt the need to give his take. 

Let's take another sniff.

He didn't know he had his eyes shutted all the time, but he closed his eyes again and savored the smell. 

This smell. 

It was so… Aromatic. 

It was so familiar. 

It was something he smelt all the time. 

Something sweet, roasty, and nutty like chocolate. 

Oh yes, it was chocolate. 

His favorite. 

The early morning sunlight, soft but diffusing, gave away strong rays of light, providing warmth from the harsh cold winter. 

Pink petals bloomed and fluttered. Birds chirped happily in the blue sky.

The green grass was swaying gently along with the breeze as Zeke laid on it. The air was cool, but he could feel the promise of warmth within. 

He squinted his eyes as he came face to face with the sunlight. It sent black spots at the back of his eyes. 

The aroma of chocolate got stronger as he became aware of his surroundings. Frowning, he pushed himself on his knees to check where the smell came from. 

And like how the angels descended from heaven and sang accompanied by rays of holy lights, there, beyond him… 

Was a lake of chocolate! 

His eyes sparkled like a child who awaited the presents under the christmas tree. He slowly took a step forward before gradually picking up his pace until he was literally flying in the air to reach the lake. 

He bent his knees and stretched both his arms out, palm against palm, forming an upside down V above his head. He was about to dive into the lake of chocolate when an angelic voice called out to him. 

There, on the top on the hill, was his lovely Jian Yu. Dressed in a cute nurse outfit. The short white skirt bȧrėly covered his perfectly round buŧŧs. He wore matching stockings and gloves that had white frilly laces on them. 

Zeke dragged his eyes from below. He took his time to admire this beauty. His silver hair glowed so perfectly like a halo. Long white eyelashes fluttered shyly as they blinked in slow motion. 

Look at that smile on his face. Zeke was smitten. He could literally melt into a puddle under his bright smile. 

Wait, wait. He noticed Jian Yu's lips moved, forming words. He was saying something. What did he say? 

Oh, oh? He was coming closer. 

Yes, baby. 

Come closer. 

Zeke decided to close the distance to prevent Jian Yu from running too long. His pretty and strong legs shouldn't be running, it should be wrapping around his waist. 

Finally, they closed the long distance. Zeke enveloped Jian Yu in a bear hug and embraced him tightly. 

"Hey, is he okay?" 

"I gave him painkillers, he is probably delirious right now…?" 

"Delirious? He looks like he was high on drugs." 

"Ain't that the same thing?" Lynn's head throbbed in pain as he faced these two knuckleheads. 

The mini version of Derek had glomped onto him the moment they entered his room. Now Zeke was squeezing the air out of him. 

Lynn struggled to pry Zeke's tentacles from him, yet it stuck hard. 

Derek was frowning all the while. He had told Zeke to stay low after knowing about the Zeros. This brat was too hot-headed! 

At least they got something out of it. He had sent his men to search the whole bar. All he needed to do now was wait. 

Kissing sounds pulled him out of his thoughts. 'What the hell?' 

Zeke's hands were groping around. They went around from Lynn's shoulder to his waist, before they landed on his bottom. 

Derek's eyes bulged out. Those hands didn't stop there, they even gave an experimental squeeze on those perfectly nice-- 

'Gah! Where the hell are you touching, brat!' 

Even though he was glad his son took after him. But…

'You have your own silver head boy, don't you dare touch my gray one!' 

What was even worse, was that Lynn wasn't reacting at all! 

'Push him away!' 

His jaw almost dropped freely before he managed to catch it as he saw Zeke cupped Lynn's face. He was leaning his face over to kiss him. 

Shocked, Derek stormed over them and barged in between them. 

Zeke frowned. He had cupped his hands on Jian Yu's cheek. They moved closed enough that he could feel his hot breath on his face. Jian Yu's long eyelashes brushed against his cheek. 

They were so close to each other. Only one little push and their lips would meet. 

Zeke closed his eyes and slowly leaned in. 

Closer and closer. 

Until… 

Why wasn't he kissing Jian Yu yet? 

The short journey seemed really far. His lips weren't reaching their destination at all! Frowning, he pushed further, with more force this time. 

Yet, it felt like there was something invisible blocking him from kissing his beloved. Intervening his only chance. 

Growling, he decided to bite the invisible wall in hope to crush it completely. 

Derek shrieked when his son gnawed on his fingers. He had been shoving his son away from Lynn, however, this brat was pretentious. He had bitten him! 

Moving on instinct, he slapped his son on the face and Zeke flew away from the impact and landed on his own large bed, flopping onto it. 

Lynn was taken aback when Derek slapped Zeke. That was one brutal smack. Then he proceeded on cursing at Zeke. The vocabulary was pretty colorful there. 

"You shameless, perverted brat! Are you in rut? How could I bring such a horny little brat into this world?! Where is my gentlemanly son? Give him back! I demand my son back!"

'Oi, oi, aren't you talking about yourself there? Pot calling the kettle black,' Lynn snickered but it was cut short when he saw Derek whipped out a bible and a cross. 

He didn't forget the small spray bottle. Shaking it a few times, he sprayed it twice on Zeke's face. Thrice when he thought it wasn't enough to chase Satan away. 

"In the name of God, I order you, Satan, to leave my son alone…!" 

This time, for sure, Lynn had facepalmed. Hard.

XXX

The slap had snapped Zeke out of his delirious state. A burning pain on his cheek made him groan. 

The slap felt too real, too vivid. His beloved had smack him away. He sighed in relief when he realized it was all a dream. Jian Yu hadn't really slapped him away for trying to kiss him. 

'It was just a dream.' He comforted himself. 

But why was his face burning? 

There was also this constant loud buzzing. Frowning, he noticed a pair of feet across him. That loud buzzing came from this guy. 

Zeke was about to give the guy a scolding but the moment he faced reality, he gave out a girly scream. 

It was an absolutely disturbing and negative picture. 

The man in front of him. 

Was his father. 

Wearing the exact same nurse outfit that had torn in a few places due to the bulging muscles. The stockings had stretched so much around his thɨġh that they bȧrėly hung on. 

That wasn't all. That skirt was literally too short that his huge ȧss was hanging out of it. 

Zeke had to repeat himself. 

It was absolutely such a disturbing, disgusting, sickening, nauseating, repulsive, and offensive image that he would have a hard time erasing from his photographic mind. 

He was so traumatized that he fainted.