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How Its Should Have Happened: A Series of Advance Bravely Fix Its

Episode 26

Yuan Zong watched Xia Yao with fond, relieved eyes as the younger man slowly chewed purple grapes, careful not to upset his healing face. The whole left side was covered in angry red scabs that were desperately trying to grow new skin. The effect left his cheek and temple pulled slightly taut whenever he moved, but Xia Yao pretended it didn't hurt. When Xia Yao's bright eyes caught his gaze, Yuan Zong smiled back warmly.

"What do you think?" Xia Yao asked, raising his eyebrows and turning his face towards Yuan Zong so he could see the wounds. "Is my face back to normal?"

Yuan Zong controlled his features to give a neutral expression, "...Almost." He refused to let the younger man look in a mirror again for at least a week.

"What does 'almost' mean?" Xia Yao looked like he was one second away from a pout.

"It means you're definitely healing, but not quite completely back to normal yet," Yuan Zong patiently explained.

"I bet you can barely tell anything happened, right?" Xia Yao looked much younger sitting in his hospital clothes perched up against many pillows in the hospital bed, with such a hopeful look on his pretty face.

"Babe, don't worry. It will keep healing." Yuan Zong reached and squeezed Xia Yao's hand to emphasize his point. Xia Yao squirmed in the bed, torn between enjoying being called 'babe' by such a handsome man, and frustrated that his face still carried the marks of the brutal assault.

Yuan Zong took pity on the boy and acquiesced, "You look much better than you did a few days ago."

"Really?" Xia Yao's fallen expression brightened again and he laughed, falling back against the pillows. Yuan Zong sighed in his heart. He knew he would deny this man nothing.

"Hey, Da-ge," Xia Yao asked sweetly, drawing out the word in a coquettish tone. "Can you raise my feet a little higher?"

Yuan Zong smirked at the brazen flirting but stood and bent over to adjust the settings at the foot of the electric hospital bed. Just after he turned away, he felt a slender hand slap his butt. This boy! He turned and gave an exaggerated scowl.

"What are you doing?"

Xia Yao laughed, "I just felt like smacking such a perfect butt!"

Yuan Zong's expression turned dangerous and he fixed Xia Yao with a meaningful stare and he slowly turned around and loomed over the reclined patient. Putting both hands on either side of the bed, he leaned his face close to Xia Yao's right ear.

"You may be recovering now, but don't think you can escape punishment for being naughty when we get home," he whispered in a low voice.

Xia Yao shivered with anticipation and the caress of Yuan Zong's warm breath on his skin. He pushed a hand against Yuan Zong's chest so he couldn't get closer.

"It wasn't that naug–"

His reply was cut off by a persistent tongue pushing into his mouth and lips sucking him inside. Yuan Zong kissed Xia Yao deeply, and perhaps more firmly than he should have, like he was reclaiming what was his. Xia Yao enjoyed the passionate kiss but successfully pushed Yuan Zong away and sunk back into the pillows, looking up at Yuan Zong through his eyelashes, his lips red from the abuse.

"Someone could walk in!" He protested in a hushed tone.

Yuan Zong arched an eyebrow as if to say, 'That's exactly my point.'

Yuan Zong straightened up and tucked the blankets around Xia Yao and repositioned the bowl of grapes to the center of his lap, having been disturbed by the sudden kiss.

"Behave." He ordered with a private smile and Xia Yao nodded, popping a new grape between those delicious lips. Yuan Zong swallowed and had to tell himself it was worth the wait. Soon, when Xia Yao's face and broken leg was healed, they would engage in more vigorous bedroom activities again.

Yuan Zong was about to sit back down at the bedside when both men turned towards the opening room door, only to find Mama Xia with a frantic expression on her beautifully painted face.

"Oh my God, my Son!"