After much insisting and whining of sister Marina, Kate left for her house to have a proper usage of her remaining holidays while Yibo and Zhan with their two bodyguards went to Zhan's house. Naturally the house was empty as the other workers already left for their home. The old butler of the house had already gone to sleep respecting Zhan's order. It had been quite a long time and this old man had been looking after Xiao household. So Zhan respects and takes care of him just like his uncle.

It was past eight when they finally arrived at his house. They were supposed to be tired but they were not. Their eyes were brimming in happiness, their souls dancing.

Putting the car keys on the table Zhan rested himself on the couch while Yibo followed him. Incredibly, they were not ashamed of what they did back then.

After a few minutes, Zhan broke the silence.

"Yibo, it's 8:45 already. Should we have dinner now?"

"Yes, I'm hungry..."

"Hmm, me too. What do you want to have as dinner?"

"Umm don't know, anything you like." Yibo said while playing with his phone. It's quite natural for him to avoid the gaze of Zhan after all, who could ever deny they just shared their first kiss, in a very precious moment. Ahem...

"Umm okay then let me call aunt me... wait I forgot. They already left for their homes."

"Huh? Woah I see... then? "

"The butler is still here,should I call him?"

"Umm, if you're asking for my opinion Zhan ge, I will say not to wake him up, after all he is an old man."

"Hmm, I think the same too... then what will we... should I order som..."

"That will take even more time. How about we cook something Zhan ge?" Yibo said, almost springing up from the couch.

"We... cook...?"

"Yeah, together! It will be fun..."

"Umm since you insist, I guess there's no other way." Zhan said awkwardly while scratching his neck.

"Yaay! Then I will go and freshen up quickly and you should too. I don't think we should cook in this right." Yibo said to Zhan and naturally both of them giggled at that.

After 20 minutes of their respective bath, both of them came to the kitchen with all excitement.

Naturally they didn't start cooking right away as shocking to everyone the eldest person knew nothing about cooking while he could do anything. After mocking and whining they decided to eat dumplings and tomato egg soup.

"So should we prepare the soup first or the dumplings?"

"Umm, I guess soup no no the dumplings... how about we do that together?"

"Okay then we need tomatoes, onions, coriander, garlic, white pepper, salt and sesame oil." Yibo said.

"Wow Yibo you know a lot!" Zhan said excitedly.

At which Yibo smirked and said , "I know right?"

(A/N: I mean seriously? He just told the ingredients man. Okay here we go.)

Since Zhan never came to the kitchen before it took some more time to find the ingredients. After much blabbering they found it and Zhan started to chop them.

"So Yibo these are fine right?" Zhan said while pointing at the chopped vegetables for soup.

Yibo, like a mature chef nodded affirmatively as if he knew a lot about cooking.

Keeping them aside, their next mission was now creating dumplings. Zhan put the huge packet of flour on the table.

Both of them were looking happily at the packet waiting for the other one to initiate.

"Umm Zhan ge, why are you not opening it?"

"Huh? Are you not the one who will cook it?"

"Mhm, I thought you're the one who is in charge of dumplings..." Yibo said in bewilderment.

"Ah... me... yeah yeah sure. Just wait and watch how I make dumplings... you will love it." Zhan said, giving off an awkward smile. Yibo somehow guessed that it was quite a difficult task for this cute old man.

And the game began. Zhan was making molds of flours for dumplings and Yibo was helping him. After a few minutes of struggling when finally Zhan got a hold of it, he heard Yibo calling him.

"Zhan ge, look at me."

At that Zhan turned to look at the caller and then, a large amount of flour was on his face.

"The hell *cough* Yibo *cough* what the hell is this?"

" pfft Zhan ge you look so funny." And the snow white face of the other person made Yibo burst into an uncontrollable laughter.

"You... just wait... let me.... here you go."
And Zhan almost threw the whole bowl of flour on him leaving Yibo dumbfounded.

"This isn't fair Zhan ge... you shouldn't do that to me *cough* *cough*"

"Oh that means what you have done to me is quite fair but when I do the same to me?"

"Then here you go..." They were using the flour as if it was not meant for cooking but for their beauty product.

The whole floor of the kitchen became white with the flour and two young boys were running and jumping forgetting their hunger for food. But unfortunately, as the floor was slippery due to flour, suddenly Yibo slipped while Zhan saved him on time.

Their faces were some breathes apart, their eyes on their eyes, and whole bodies covered in dusty white flour.

Yibo was looking at Zhan's eyes, Zhan was doing the same too but eventually his gaze found the plump red lips of the younger one. Yibo did the same too... and then the kiss began...

They forgot they were hungry for food as they were now craving to taste each other. Zhan asked his permission by biting his lips and Yibo not wasting any moment let him in. The swirling of tongues and moaning of their voices made the room warm. Their souls are now together, interwoven. They were lost in the moment in the time.... they were breathing heavily as they parted themselves for each other only to gasp. Who knew from when they had been doing this as the flour on their skin was barely visible. Probably because of the pale white flour, or probably the kiss, their lips were cherry red.

"I guess we should eat... you said you were hungry." Zhan said while wiping the saliva in the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, but does that mean you have to make it unclear in between..." Yibo growled and leaned on Zhan while holding his neck.

"We could continue this later on Yibo... the whole night is waiting... but for now let's eat." Zhan said, barely controlling himself. Who on earth has the power of resisting this handsome prince when he is leaning all over you and inviting you dearly?

"Okay..." jumping off from the elder one's body Yibo continued, "I will eat..." he said loudly but then suddenly whispered into Zhan's ear "not you but food."

"Aish, Yibo stop teasing... or I won't be able to control." Zhan said while kissing lightly on Yibo's cheeks. Yibo giggled and let Zhan go.

As the circumstances changed, they were in no mood of preparing dumplings now. Since the soup was half ready, they decided that it would be the overall dinner for tonight. At least they won't starve!

After a lot of fuss they made the soup. Though it gave them a lot of troubles but the result was not unsatisfying. Yibo was so happy and looking at the soup like a three year old kid looking at his own artwork.

"So we made it Zhan ge." Yibo said.

"Yes... finally! Ummm... the aroma aha... let's begin."

"Eh eh... wait let me take a photo of it. After all, we made it together. And this is our first ever creation that we created together." Yibo said while fishing out his phone from the bag.

That comment left a deep impression on Zhan. It's true it's their first ever creation that they made together. Though Yibo said casually he too knew what deep impression it beheld. But foolish as he was, he decided to brush it off. Or he deliberately did it.

"Wow look at it Zhan ge. This looks ever more delicious than it is."

"Woah, Yibo it really is. You really take good pictures. Very well done boy."

"Hehe thanks ge."

"Wait let me bring the water. You stay here, I will bring glasses." Saying that Zhan went to bring the glasses. Though Yibo wanted to take a selfie with Zhan but he had no courage to say that. It already made him shy as he kissed the person two times in a single day! Nah, no more. He would only do anything when they would be on a mutual decision.

Disappointed as he was, Yibo took his phone to click some of his own selfie. He was about to click it and then,

"Eh.. Yibo... we both contributed to make this dish. Then why are you taking only your photo, I want to join too." Zhan said that and out of Blue he put his chin on Yibo's shoulder while to response the sudden surprise Yibo looked at Zhan and ...

And that was how the picture was taken. It may not seem perfect in the eyes of an artist, but to them it represents one of the pages of their future book that they are meant to create. That is yet to be created.

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Later in that day somewhere in China,

"I'm home."

"Wow, hyung. You're late today. I was about to leave to fin-"

"No need. How's your back pain? You need to get back to practice as soon as possible."

"I know... but *sigh* hmm it's better now. I guess I will be able to do it in this week."

"Hmm..."

"Is there anything bothering you? Come the dinner is ready. " he said preparing the dinner.

"Nothing... by the way. Can you remember the name, Wang Yibo? I saw him at the Alaska today." (A/N: Alaska refers to the rink they went in the previous chapter.)

Hearing the name , Axel dropped the spoon that he was holding. He didn't expect he would hear this name now. He knew he will hear it again in future but why in the middle of a normal day especially in China.

"Yi- Yibo?"

"Yes, I saw him today. He grew taller than the last time."

"..."

"What Axel? Missing him already?"

"Hmph, missing whom Yibo and me? Never in my life hyung. I would never ever in my life miss that person."

"Eh, eh, eh... where are you going? What about dinner?"

"Even hearing his name made me lose my appetite hyung. I won't eat tonight. You have it. Put the dishes in the dishwasher when you're done."

Saying that Axel left for his room . The city lights, the busy roads, the running cars, the haste... he was watching it all leaning on the balcony outside his room. Only the chilly air made him excited by then. Why is he here now?

Axel was in his world but his reverie broke when he felt a soft pat on his shoulder and a faint smell of cigarette.

"Hyung..." Axel said, looking at his hyung with his tearful eyes , Ji Chang Wook.

"I know. No need to convey your words. And you don't have to face him now either. We will meet him at the Grand Prix. So for now be strong and keep practicing."

"Hmm.." Axel could only nod as his voice was dead. He couldn't fathom his overwhelming emotions. It was so unexpected, felt so unreal just like that day when they parted. It was foolish of him to think that he overcame the fact he left, the moment the name was heard, the wounds reopened making it even worse.

Envie is a French word. It stands for Desire in English.

Okay I know this chapter sucks as I couldn't depict the rising feelings in them. So I'm extremely sorry for that. Please please bear with me. If you want to say anything please ask me in the comment section and if by any chance you like it please leave a vote.
Oh and for your information, Ji Chang Wook and Axel aka Park Solomon are not bad guys. So no worries hehe our Oppas are perfect as always. Okay enough blabbering, bye bye sweet readers enjoy.😘💘💜☺💚💚🤍🐰🦁💜💚🤍