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Okay, so. A thought came to me. And it's semi supernatural? Like cursed object? Okay, uh...wait. Oh right! So,
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oh yeah! Zhan Yao finds an old artifact and he has to transport it with Bai Yutong because people that are in contact with it claims they've time traveled, or whatever, right? And in the midst of transporting it, some criminals are chasing them cuz they want to steal it from some rich ass collector for whatever reason. Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong ends up in a crash cuz assholes stepped on the gas. (Poor little white car, it will be missed and fixed, or replaced. Cuz Yutang rich) Anyways, the car jerks and flings them around. When they open their eyes again, there are guns pointing at them. And a man approaches them, tells them they are under arrest for trying to steal a priceless artifact, and are taken to the police station where they are interrogated by dun dun dun!!!! Jiang Yuelou, who is in charge of recovering the stolen artifact, which at this time it's not and its just a rich man's love token from his deceased wife and he treasures the pocket watch a lot. Things happen, people gets kidnapped, some die and others get hurt, Yuzhi gets caught in the crossfire and saved by Zhan Yao who also gets caught in the crossfire, because they attract trouble like bees to honey. (Zhan Junbai may or may not be an ancestor.) Things get weird but along the way Yuelou and Yuzhi trusts Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao. (They can't be that bad if they rescued Yuzhi.) Yutong gets jealous because Xiao Bai stole Zhan Yao from him. And they eventually go back to their time via the power of the pocket watch and realize that only minutes, hours maxed, has passed despite being in the past for months. They doubt whether or not it was real. (Maybe they end up bring back a tiny proof that they did in fact time travel.) And artifact cracked so its not like they can try again. Maybe they'll meet Yuelou and Yuzhi of the future one day. Or maybe they are the reincarnated versions. I don't know. TBH, the idea was just "Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao time travels and meets Jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi."
Ohhh...I'm listening, I'm listening...so what you're telling me is that Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong basically get isekaied back to Jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi's time period...that's fucking hilarious, I love it
Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong had been assigned to some weird cases before but they swore this one was the fucking weirdest
You see, they walked into the office one day, only to be greeted by Bao Sir, who held a small box in his hand
“Bao Sir”
Bao Sir smiled before he held out the box to them
“I have a special assignment for you two”
Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao frowned before Bai Yutong reached out and took the box from him, opening it before he looked at him in confusion
“A…watch?”
Bao Sir nodded as he handed them a piece of paper with an address on it
“Yes. A local professor who is a friend of mine asked me if I would put my two best detectives on an assignment of transferring this watch to the local museum”
Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao frowned
“Why did he want us?”
Bao Sir shrugged
“I’m not entirely sure. When I asked, he said that all of the people he had previous asked to transport said watch mysteriously…disappeared”
Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao’s eyes widened
“Disappeared?!”
Bao Sir nodded
“Apparently, according to him, they all “time traveled”. But that, of course, is nonsense as time travel doesn’t exist. And since you both are men of science, I doubt you’ll have any problems”
He then smiled
“Good luck”
He then walked past them, leaving Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong alone with the box, a stunned look on both of their faces
After he left, Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong looked down at the watch before Bai Yutong sighed
“Come on, let’s get this over with so we can focus on actually important cases”
He then closed the box and turned, heading out of the department, Zhan Yao on his heels
After leaving the department, Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong got into Bai Yutong’s car, Bai Yutong typing the address into his phone’s GPS before he put the car into drive and began making their way towards the museum
As they drove towards the museum, Zhan Yao looked at the box in his lap before he opened it and pulled out the watch, looking at it
Bai Yutong glanced over at him before he hummed
“Do you believe what Bao Sir said?”
Zhan Yao glanced back at him
“What, that this watch causes people to time travel?”
Bai Yutong nodded
“Yeah”
Zhan Yao shook his head
“There’s no such thing as time travel”
Bai Yutong frowned
“But how do you explain those disappearances?”
Zhan Yao hummed
“Well, maybe they got killed? Because this watch seems pretty valuable and looks like something that would be in a collector’s collection”
Bai Yutong frowned
“Are you serious? You think a collector actually had them killed?”
Zhan Yao chuckled softly
“You’d be amazed at collectors will do to get their grubby hands on something valuable or priceless”
Bai Yutong hummed
“I guess so”
As they continued down the road and through the intersection, they didn’t even see a large white truck coming towards them from the left until they were suddenly t-boned, causing both of them to cry out in shock as Bai Yutong’s Lamborghini flipped multiple times before it finally came to a stop
As it sat there in the middle of the road, smoking, one of the people in the white truck (who were actually hired by a collector to steal said watch that Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao were assigned to transport) got out and walked over to Bai Yutong’s Lamborghini, looking inside only to find it empty
“What the fuck?”
Meanwhile, when Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao both slowly opened their eyes, they blinked a few times in confusion, only to realize that there were guns pointed in their faces, causing their eyes to widen in shock
“What the hell?!”
Just then a tall man with light tan skin, brown eyes, and black hair styled in an undercut, his eyes hard
“You’re under arrest”
Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong looked at him in confusion
“For what?!”
The man huffed
“For theft”
“Theft?!”
The man pointed to the watch in Zhan Yao’s hand
“That’s an important artifact and you’ve stolen it”
Both Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong looked down at the watch before they both shook their heads
“No, we were just—”
Just then, two officers surged forward and grabbed them, yanking the watch out of Zhan Yao’s hand as the man waved his hand
“Take them back”
The officers nodded and began dragging Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong away, both men struggling desperately in their grasps
A little while later, both Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao sat in a cell, irritation on their faces just as a tall man with light skin, brown eyes, and short black hair walked into the cell and raised an eyebrow
“Stealing a precious artifact…that’s pretty ballsy”
Bai Yutong tsked
“Look, buddy, we didn’t still shit. We were assigned to transport that watch to a local museum”
The man raised an eyebrow
“Oh yeah? And who assigned you to do that?”
“Commissioner Bao Heizei of the Hong Kong Police Department”
The man frowned
“Commissioner Bao? I’ve never heard of him”
He then looked Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao up and down and hummed
“I don’t believe I’ve ever seen you two either. What’s your name?”
Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao glanced at each other before they looked back at him
“Sergeant Bai Yutong and Dr. Zhan Yao, SCI”
The man frowned
“SCI?”
“Special Cases Investigation unit”
Bai Yutong then motioned to his pocket
“Check my ID if you don’t believe me”
The man hummed before he stepped forward and pulled out Bai Yutong’s ID card, looking at it
“Never heard of it. Nor you”
He then placed his ID back in his pocket before he crossed his arms
“I don’t believe either of you”
Bai Yutong groaned as Zhan Yao looked at him
“We didn’t steal the watch, we promise. Just let us call our Commissioner and he’ll explain it to you”
The man scoffed
“Yeah, I’m not going to do that”
Bai Yutong growled
“What do we have to do to prove to you that we didn’t fucking steal that damn watch?”
The man hummed just as Zhan Yao looked at him
“Do you even have any evidence that we stole the watch? Other than it being in our possession? Did anyone see us steal it?”
The man was quiet before he shook his head, a look of irritation on his face
“No”
Zhan Yao smirked
“Then you can’t hold us. It’s just probable cause. Until you have more evidence to link us to the theft, you have to let us go”
The man growled before he snapped his fingers, two officers soon rushing forward
“Yes Chief Jiang?”
The man, Chief Jiang Yuelou, motioned to Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao
“Release them”
The officers looked at him in shock but quickly did as they were told, as they didn’t want to get on his bad side
Once they were released, Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao looked at Jiang Yuelou as he narrowed his eyes at them
“Don’t go far…I will find a way to arrest you”
Bai Yutong huffed
“Yeah, good luck with that”
He then patted himself down before he looked at Jiang Yuelou
“Where can we get our guns back?”
Jiang Yuelou motioned with his head
“Follow me”
He then led them through the prison, both men looking around with wide eyes; it was nothing like the prisons that they were used to
Jiang Yuelou then motioned to an officer, who placed Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong’s guns before them, Bai Yutong taking his gun first before he handed Zhan Yao his
They both then looked at Jiang Yuelou
“We’ll be seeing you”
They then turned and headed out of the prison, Jiang Yuelou watching them with narrowed eyes
After leaving the prison, Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao looked around with wide eyes; they had no idea where they fuck they were…but considering the police uniforms that the officers were wearing…it definitely wasn’t their era
“Did we actually time travel?”
Bai Yutong shrugged
“Hell if I fucking know. All I know is that we need to get back to the HKPD or Bao Sir is gonna have our asses for fucking up this assignment”
Zhan Yao nodded
“Yeah”
They then began through the city, looking around in awe
“Jesus, it really feels like we’ve jumped back in time”
Zhan Yao hummed
“Maybe we have”
Bai Yutong looked over at him incredulously
“Don’t tell me you actually believe that the watch causes people to time travel”
Zhan Yao motioned to their surroundings
“Look where we are, Yutong! How do you explain this?”
Bai Yutong was quiet before he huffed
“I don’t know”
Zhan Yao nodded
“That’s what I thought”
Bai Yutong tsked before he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, only to find that he had no service
“Well fuck me, we can’t even call Commissioner Bai to let him know what happened”
Zhan Yao frowned and quickly pulled out his phone as well, only to find that he also didn’t have service
“Damn”
Bai Yutong groaned
“Well, this is just great, isn’t it?”
Zhan Yao hummed and placed his phone back in his pocket as he sighed
“So we’re somehow trapped in another time period and we can’t contact our boss…this seems like a nightmare”
Bai Yutong nodded
“Yeah, it does”
Just then, his eyes widened
“Fuck, the watch!”
Zhan Yao frowned
“What about the watch?”
Bai Yutong gave him a look
“We don’t have the watch anymore! How are we supposed to transport it if we don’t even have it?!”
Zhan Yao paused before he hummed
“You’ve got a point…do you think that Chief Jiang would be willing to give it back?”
Bai Yutong scoffed
“Yeah, I fucking doubt it”
Zhan Yao hummed
“Well…shit”
Bai Yutong huffed
“You can say that again”
They both then sighed before they began walking, thinking about how they were going to get the watch back as well as get back to their own time when they heard shouting coming from a nearby alley, causing them to look at each other in concern before they ran towards the shouting, their eyes widening at the sight of two thugs beating up an old man
At the sight, Bai Yutong growled and quickly drew his gun
“Stop! Police!”
At the bark, the two thugs turned to look at them before they scoffed
“You two aren’t police. Get lost”
Bai Yutong narrowed his eyes and placed his finger on the trigger
“Step away from him or I’ll shoot”
The two men laughed
“You’ll do no such thing”
Just then, a gunshot echoed through the air before one of the men went down with a scream, clutching at their leg
They all then looked over at Zhan Yao, who was looking at them calmly, his own gun in his hand
“You never said anything about me taking a shot. Now get lost”
The two thugs nodded and quickly rushed out of the alley, one of the thugs supporting the other as they ran
Once they were gone, both Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong putting their guns away before they rushed over to the old man and looked him over
“Sir, are you alright?”
The old man nodded
“Yes, thank you”
Zhan Yao noticed that he was bleeding from a head wound, causing him to frown
“You’re bleeding. We should take you to the hospital”
The old man shook his head
“No need. Just take me to Yuzhi Hall”
Bai Yutong frowned
“Yuzhi Hall?”
The old man nodded
“It’s a clinic”
Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao both nodded in understanding before they carefully helped the old man to his feet and led him through the street, allowing him to show them where Yuzhi Hall was
When they arrived and stepped inside, a young man took one look at them before his eyes widened and he quickly rushed over to them, taking the old man out of his arms before he guided him over to one of the chairs in front of his desk and sat him down
Once he was sitting, he quickly got to work on cleaning and bandaging the man’s wounds before he looked over at Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong
“What happened?”
“Uh, we saw him getting attacked in an alley not too far from here. We fought them off and then brought him here at his request”
The young man nodded slowly
“I see”
He then turned back to the old man and smiled gently
“How are you feeling now?”
The old man nodded
“Fine, Dr. Chen”
The young man, Dr. Chen Yuzhi, smiled
“Good, that’s good. But I think you should just rest for a little bit before you head on your way, hmm?”
The old man nodded
“Alright”
Chen Yuzhi then tilted his head at him
“Tea?”
The old man nodded
“Please”
Chen Yuzhi nodded before he looked at Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong
“And for you?”
Both Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong looked at each other before they nodded
“Please”
Chen Yuzhi smiled and nodded before he turned and headed off to make some tea as the old man looked at Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao
“Thank you for saving me back there”
He then tilted his head
“Are you two new police recruits? I don’t believe I’ve seen you before”
Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao shook their heads
“We’re police officers, but not from here. We’re from Hong Kong”
The old man looked at them curiously
“What brings two police officers from Hong Kong to Jing City?”
Zhan Yao frowned
“Is that where we are?”
The old man nodded
“Indeed”
Bai Yutong nodded slowly
“And…what year is it?”
“1920”
Both Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong looked at him in shock
“1920?!”
The old man laughed
“What year were you expecting?”
Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong both blinked, just as Jiang Yuelou stepped into the clinic and frowned
“The hell are you two doing here?”
Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao turned to look at him before Bai Yutong huffed
“We could say the same thing. You don’t look sick”
Jiang Yuelou tsked
“Neither do you”
Just then, Chen Yuzhi walked back out with three tea cups full of tea and handed one to the old man before he looked at Jiang Yuelou and smiled as he handed Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong their tea
“Yuelou. What are you doing here?”
Jiang Yuelou looked at him and smiled before he cleared his throat
“Well, I was hoping you’d maybe know who the owner of this watch was”
He then reached into his pocket and pulled out the pocket watch his men had taken from Zhan Yao earlier
Just then, the old man gasped
“My watch!”
Jiang Yuelou, Bai Yutong, and Zhan Yao looked at him with wide eyes
“This is your watch?”
The old man nodded as he pushed himself to his feet and walked over to Jiang Yuelou, taking the watch out of his hand, a fond smile on his face before he looked at Jiang Yuelou
“I was on my way to the police station to see if you had found it when I was jumped. Where did you find it?”
Jiang Yuelou glanced at Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao before he cleared his throat
“Oh, one of my men found it”
The old man nodded slowly before he looked at Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao and held out the watch
“Here. As thanks for saving me earlier”
Bai Yutong, Zhan Yao, and Jiang Yuelou looked at him in shock before Jiang Yuelou shook his head
“But…isn’t that the watch your wife gave you?”
The old man smiled
“Yes, but I think she’d be happy to know that it went to people with good hearts like them, since she had a good heart”
Both Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao blinked in shock before they bowed, Zhan Yao carefully taking the watch from him
“Thank you. We’ll take good care of it”
The old man smiled and nodded before he continued out of the clinic, Jiang Yuelou, Chen Yuzhi, Zhan Yao, and Bai Yutong watching him leave before Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao looked at the watch
“Now we can fucking go home”
Zhan Yao let out a sigh of relief
“Thank God”
Chen Yuzhi tilted his head curiously
“You needed the watch to go home?”
Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao looked at him then at Jiang Yuelou before they both sighed
“It’s a…bit of a weird story and I don’t think you’re going to believe us even if we told you”
Jiang Yuelou crossed his arms
“Try us”
Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao looked at each other before they sighed and explained that they were from the future, that in their “era” they had been assigned to transport the watch that the old man had given them to a museum and that before they could make it there, they were t-boned by a truck
“However, instead of…basically dying, we’re here. In the 1920s. And we’re pretty sure this watch brought us here, especially because the person who owned the watch said it caused people to time travel”
Both Jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi stared at them in shock before Jiang Yuelou looked over at Chen Yuzhi
“You’re the doctor here, Yuzhi. You think they have a screw loose?”
Bai Yutong tsked
“We told you wouldn’t believe us”
Chen Yuzhi hummed
“Well…I don’t know if it’s entirely possible but…I think they’re telling the truth”
Jiang Yuelou looked at him in shock
“HA?!”
Chen Yuzhi motioned to Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao
“Well, they’re clearly not dressed like us…so they kind of stick out like sore thumbs. Does that mean that they’re from the future? I don’t know but…maybe”
Jiang Yuelou hummed before he looked at the watch in Zhan Yao’s hand
“So how is that thing supposed to take you back to…wherever you came from?”
Zhan Yao shook his head
“We don’t know…we don’t know how it worked the first time. I mean…we got in a car accident the first time…but I don’t know if we can replicate it”
Jiang Yuelou shrugged
“We can try”
Chen Yuzhi looked at him in shock
“Jiang Yuelou! Absolutely not!”
Jiang Yuelou looked over at him and huffed
“I’m kidding, Yuzhi. I wouldn’t actually do that”
Bai Yutong shot him a look
“Yeah sure”
Jiang Yuelou glanced back at him and smirked as Chen Yuzhi looked at them
“Well…since we don’t really know how to help you…you’re more than welcome to stay here. I have beds upstairs…and while it’s not much, it’s better than nothing”
Jiang Yuelou glanced at him before he sighed
“Since you two are also police men, you can work at the department until you go back”
Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao looked at the two men in shock before they dipped their heads
“Thank you”
After the rocky start, Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao slowly began to get used to “living” in Jing City
During the day, Bai Yutong worked at the Jing City Police Department with Jiang Yuelou while Zhan Yao worked with Chen Yuzhi at his clinic
Even though Zhan Yao was police like Bai Yutong, he felt like he’d be use to Chen Yuzhi, since the young man worked by himself
Though they did come by the police department whenever Jiang Yuelou needed consultation on a case
Then during the evenings, the four of them would meet up for dinner at the wonton stand that Jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi frequent before going to either Jiang Yuelou or Chen Yuzhi’s place to drink tea before going to Chen Yuzhi's clinic to sleep
And anytime they visited Jiang Yuelou’s place, Xiao Bai would absolutely clamor all over Zhan Yao, must to Bai Yutong’s jealousy because Zhan Yao was his cat
Everything was going rather well (though Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao were worried that their team was missing them) when one day Zhan Yao and Chen Yuzhi were summoned to the police department, only to find Jiang Yuelou, Bai Yutong, and a group of officers gathered in the lobby
“What’s going on?”
Jiang Yuelou looked at them
“We’re going to head out to do a raid on a known drug den. We want you to come along as medics but stay at a distance, just in case”
Zhan Yao and Chen Yuzhi nodded
“Understood”
Jiang Yuelou nodded in reply before he headed out of the police department, Bai Yutong, the other officers, Zhan Yao, and Chen Yuzhi following after him
They then all got into the police cars before they headed to where the raid was
When they arrived, they all got out before Jiang Yuelou, Bai Yutong, and the officers made their way towards the warehouse while Zhan Yao and Chen Yuzhi stood a distance away
Inside the warehouse, all of the officers spread out while Bai Yutong followed behind Jiang Yuelou, Song Rong, and Sun Yongren, Song Rong and Sun Yongren flanking either side of Jiang Yuelou while Bai Yutong brought up the rear
As they made their way through the warehouse, everyone kept their eyes peeled when Bai Yutong noticed something out of the corner of his eye, making him turn before he fired, a cry echoing through the warehouse, making Jiang Yuelou and the others look at him in shock
“You could see that?”
Bai Yutong nodded
“Yeah. So just keep going, don’t worry, I’ve got your back”
Jiang Yuelou, Song Rong, and Sun Yongren nodded, just as gun fire suddenly exploded boxes next to them, causing them to quickly take cover before they began firing back
Meanwhile, outside the warehouse, Zhan Yao and Chen Yuzhi watched the warehouse with nervous eyes, as they both had jumped the minute they heard gunfire
“I hope they’re okay”
Zhan Yao hummed
“Me too”
As they stood there, someone came to the window of the warehouse and pointed a gun at them, making Zhan Yao’s eyes widen before he grabbed Chen Yuzhi and tackled him to the ground, just as a bullet ricocheted off the roof of the car
“Stay down”
Zhan Yao then grabbed his gun and peered around the car, just as another bullet hit the ground beside the car, causing him to quickly duck behind the car before he peered around it once more and took aim, firing once
While he wasn’t as good as Bai Yutong, after training with him for a while, his aim improved and he was grateful for the time Bai Yutong took to train him as he watched the shooter fall forward out of the window
Once the shooter was dead, Zhan Yao lowered his gun before he looked at Chen Yuzhi
“Are you alright?”
Chen Yuzhi nodded
“I’m fine”
Zhan Yao nodded
“Good”
Meanwhile, back in the warehouse, Bai Yutong, Jiang Yuelou, Song Rong, Sun Yongren, and the other officers were taking down the dealers, doing their best not to get shot at
After they had taken out the drug dealers, Jiang Yuelou looked around
“Is everyone alright? Any causalities?”
All of his officers, including Bai Yutong, Song Rong, and Sun Yongren, shook their heads, causing him to nod
“Good. Seize the drugs and let’s go”
The officers nodded and quickly began to drag boxes and boxes full of drugs out of the warehouse as Jiang Yuelou, Bai Yutong, Song Rong, and Sun Yongren walked out of the warehouse and over to where Zhan Yao and Chen Yuzhi were waiting
“Everything okay out here?”
Zhan Yao huffed
“Someone took a shot at us, but other than that, we’re fine”
Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened
“What?!”
He then looked at Chen Yuzhi in concern
“Are you hurt?”
Chen Yuzhi smiled and shook his head
“No, thanks to Zhan Yao, I’m fine”
Jiang Yuelou looked over at Zhan Yao with a raised eyebrow, just as Zhan Yao pulled out his gun
“You forget, Chief Jiang, that I’m also a police officer”
Jiang Yuelou huffed softly and nodded
“Right, forgive me”
He then turned towards the warehouse, where the rest of the officers were exiting
“Is that everything?”
The officers turned to look at him
“There’s one more box inside”
Meanwhile, unknown to the officers, the drug dealers had set up a trap of a bomb to go off the minute it reached “zero” and there was only three seconds left on the bomb
Then, all of a suddenly, the warehouse exploded, sending everyone flying in the blast, Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong clinging to each other as they hit the ground, Zhan Yao accidentally landing on the pocket watch that was in his pocket
A little while later, when Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong woke up, they found themselves in hospital beds, Bao Sir and the other S.C.I. members gathered around them
“Dr. Zhan! You’re awake!”
Zhan Yao let out a soft groan
“What happened? Where are we?”
Bao Sir huffed
“You’re in the hospital. You and Bai Yutong have been unconscious for hours”
Zhan Yao frowned
‘Hours? It’s only been hours? But…’
His eyes then widened
“The watch! What happened to the watch?”
Bao Sir sighed
“Unfortunately, it was broken in the crash. But the professor understands, he knows it wasn’t your fault”
Just then, the door to the room opened and a doctor stepped inside
“Ah, you’re awake, good”
He then looked at Bao Sir and the others
“If you’ll excuse me, I need to do a quick check up on them”
Bao Sir and the others nodded before they left the room, the doctor smiling as they left before he walked over to Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong
“Hello gentlemen, I’m your doctor, Dr.—”
Both Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong looked at him in shock
“Dr. Chen”
The young doctor, Dr. Chen Yuzhi, smiled
“That’s right. I’m quite amazed you know my name considering this is the first time we’ve spoken since you’ve woken up”
Both Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong glanced at each other before Bai Yutong looked at him
“How’s Chief Jiang? Is he alright?”
Chen Yuzhi looked at him in shock
“You even know my husband? Is this really the first time we’ve met?”
Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong laughed weakly
“No, it is…”
Chen Yuzhi hummed
“I see”
He then quickly checked both of them to see how they were doing, and once he deemed them fine, he looked at them and smiled
“Everything looks good. I’ll be back to check on you in a little while”
He then turned to leave when he paused and turned back to look at them
“And about Jiang Yuelou, yes, he’s fine. He’ll actually be coming to interview you about the crash later on when you’ve recovered a bit more”
He then continued out of the room, leaving Zhan Yao and Bai Yutong alone in silence before Bai Yutong huffed softly
“So time travel…really does exist”
Zhan Yao hummed
“I guess so”
He then looked at him
“I didn’t expect to see them here”
Bai Yutong shook his head
“Me either. You think they followed us?”
Zhan Yao shook his head
“I don’t think so…but I don’t know…all I know is that my head hurts”
Bai Yutong huffed
“Mine too. Let’s go back to sleep…I don’t want to think anymore”
Zhan Yao laughed
“Me too”
They both then shut their eyes and let the drugs that were still in their system pull them back under, both of them trying not to think about how time travel was real…and how it was all thanks to one simple watch
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When you (totally straight) live with your (also totally straight) BFF and you wear your underwear and mouse slippers to a painting session where he asked you to flex for an hour to show your biceps, and then you share a glass over breakfast, after you made the bed you both slept in.
Totally. Straight.
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For the make it happy prompt could do YaoYutong in some sort of criminal AU where like Zhan Yao is gang leader and Yutong is his guard? Maybe a rival takes Yutong to try and extort Zhan Yao but Yutong tells them Mouse has always made it clear that he wouldn’t come for Yutong? Sorry for the rambling mess!!
Posting attempt 2!
“He’s not coming for me,” Bai Yutong said from beyond the warehouse door.
His heart squeezed. If Yutong actually believed that, he had done everything wrong. The damn mouse was supposed to depend on him. He’d have to amp up his plans.
Waiting for the rest of his people to get into place, Zhan Yao’s finger protest the force with which he held his gun. Not that he noticed, all of his attention was on rescuing Bai Yutong.
He whistled. “Your boss must be an idiot. Why would the Tiger of the West End come for me? I’m just a lowly guard.”
Thud.
Several grunts jumped out.
Zhan Yao kicked. The warehouse door bounced from the force of his kick. As he ran in, he shouted, “Now.”
His worry was misplaced. The groans and clatter came from a guy on the ground. Yutong glanced at him, massaging his hand. A few bruises scattered across his cheek.
Three. He noted so he knew exactly how many of the Angels people had to make an example of. They’d been a thorn in his side so a while but he couldn’t tolerate anyone threatening what was his.
He flipped his palm over.
Zhan jogged over. Giving Yutong a once-over, he passed his second gun over.
Yutong handled it with ease.
“Boss, we got to go. Their backup coming.”
Resisting the urge to pat Yutong down, he ordered everyone to move with a tilt of his hand.
The air filled with gunfire. The ten feet between them and the armored car became littered with metal. Safely inside the car, he reached for Yutong. A person appeared in his periperhy.
If I pull Yutong in, we’ll be fine. If I wait a second, I might… he weighed all of his options and the risk in a second.
He leapt out. Their bodies slammed into the concrete. Fireworks lit up behind his eyes.
The world went hazy at the edges. All he recalled before it completely it flickered out he heard Yutong cursing him out.
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Hands weighed down Zhan Yao’s stomach. A pristine towel went dark with blood. Perhaps he should have been concerned, but all he could focus on was the expression on Bai Yutong.
His guard’s brow furrowed. His mouth formed a tight line, like a hundred grievances were queued up behind a locked gate. That he refused to nag said more about how shook up he was about the gun shoot than if he had cried. Zhan Yao swore he could spot a tremble of worry in his hand and count the pulse in his temple of anger. If anyone asked him to describe the safehouse he occupied, he would not for the life of him recall anything more than this expression.
“You finally learned to hold you tongue,” he remarked
He exhaled sharply. With a glare, he said, “You know what you did wrong. Che. Why waste my breath?”
“Is that anyway to talk to your boss?”
Scoffing again, he lessened his pressure. “What kind of boss jumps in front of his bodyguard?”
“Hold it.” He gave Zhan Yao no face. He dug around in a first aid kit. His hands jerky and rushed. His every action tinged with begrudging concern.
Lightly applying pressure, he cut off the quip on the tip of his tongue. Allowing the pause to linger, he took in the steady Yutong with his attention wholly focused on Zhan Yao.
One. Two. Three. He paced it out. The silence had to pool but not have flow. His statement couldn’t drown amidst the conversation.
“The kind of boss in love with his subordinate.”
The crinkling from the bag stilted.
“You got shot on purpose,” he deduced in a tone that declared no doubts.
Yutong continued gathering items as if a mafia boss had not indeed just confess to loving him. His motions smooth like he had done this too many times. He lined up the materials in a row, gesturing for Zhan Yao to take off his shirt.
Complying, Zhan Yao licked his lips. He thought, Shall I be honest?
“I saved your life, you owe me now.”
“Protected your nine lives hundreds of times now.” He clicked his tongue. Rolling gloves on, he shook his head dismissively.
Waving his hand, he tossed that way. “As is your job.”
“You owe me your life,” he stated but his tone claimed Bai Yutong. You’re mine. You are not allowed to leave my side.
His fingers prodded and examined Zhan Yao with force just shy of painful. Annoyance melded into his concern. He dabbed on the antiseptic and followed harshly with alcohol.
“Our first year of university.”
Processing that statement took Zhan Yao a moment. Perhaps having this conversation suffering from mild blood lost was a miscalculation. It clicked. Yutong had saved him from several accidents throughout that year.
“If we’re keeping track anyway…"
He swallowed, forcing his will through. “You failed your duty.”
“Zhan Yao,” he interrupted, “you crazy bastard. You don’t need to do dumb fucking mind games to do whatever the fuck you’re trying to do.”
Gesturing to card his fringe, he froze at the sight of his gloves. He sighed. Rolling his eyes, he said, “Say it and you can your dumb plans.”
“Say what?” he said, smiling.
“Damn street rat. Say it.” He bared his teeth, clearly conveying that he would never say it first.
“I love you.”
Yutong nodded. “Same.”
He carefully wrapped the gauze around Zhan Yao’s stomach. His motion was thoughtful like Zhan Yao was something precious to be cared for. He scoffed to himself.
“You could have said that instead of getting shot, idiot.”
“I am not a good man,” he said in way of explanation. You’re too good for me. How else would I keep you?
“If you mean all the bullshit you did to get me fired, poach me, and then make sure everyone sure as hell kept anyone interested in me away, I know what an absolute ass you are.”
He taped the bandage in place. Pushing off his knees, he grabbed Zhan Yao by the shoulders. “You’re crazy, obsessed, fucking idiot. And I am the fucking moron who can’t help but want to take care of you.”
“Aren’t you angry?” He blinked. The real questions clogged his throat. Don’t you hate me for stealing your future? Don’t you hate me for not loving you enough to let you go? Don’t you hate me for trying to manipulate you?
“Hmpfft, do you think you were the only one playing games, kitty?”
He smirked in a wicked, mischievous way like the two were in on a joke no one understood. “So next time, you get behind me when bullets go flying.”
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where you hit I bleed red (ao3)
(Bai Yutong/Zhan Yao, 5/? chapters, 14565 words)
Zhan Yao is enjoying his peaceful life as an university professor. That changes when his co-worker Jiang Lin finds out about the anonymous letters, threatening him, and signs him up to a self defense class. Reluctantly he agrees, certain it would only be a one-off kind of deal. That is until he meets the self defense teacher - Bai Yutong.
Bai Yutong is the owner and head-teacher of his own gym. Things start getting interesting when one of his students, Jiang Lin, brings in a newbie. Bai Yutong immediately feels drawn to the man, who looks like he’d rather be anywhere else. He’s always liked a challenge.
What neither of them know: Some dangerous people are after Zhan Yao. Soon the two find themselves in the firing line of some powerful masterminds. Can Bai Yutong protect Zhan Yao and help him reveal whatever is behind this? Will they be able to come out of it alive?
#sci 谜案集#sci谜案集#sci aus#self defense AU#self defense instructor!Bai Yutong#university professor!Zhan Yao#sci fic#sci fanfic#pre-relationship#getting together#sci edits#yaoyutong
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For the new prompt list if you wanted 31 for YaoYutong? 💜💜
I may have went a little overboard with thisI hope you like it ^-^
Fanfic Prompt List
#31“I’m yours, in every way you’ll have me.”
YaoYutong (SCI 谜案集)
The room Zhan Yao finds himself in is small, barely lit and – to his great dislike – it looks rather sound proof. He’d been sitting there, bound to a chair with chains and handcuffs, for hours by now. No human being showing themselves to him, since he’s woken up here.
He rattles once more at the chains, but it’s to no use. They wouldn’t budge. Instead the cold steel had started running cuts into his skin, hours ago. There’s no way to escape on his own, not like this. He could only wait for some person to finally come in and – well – convince them to let him go.So, he waits.
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It takes some more time before Zhan Yao hears footsteps, the rattling of the door, a key being turned in the lock.
He readies himself, sitting up straight and letting his head roll over his shoulders, eager to get the kinks and stiffness out of him. His eyes are glued to the door. He’s ready.
This may be his only chance to escape. And he’s going to grab with both hands.
The door swings open.
And the first thing, he sees is the muzzle of a gun pointed into the room.
Then, arms holding the gun. He can see the white of the jacket and then…
Bai Yutong.
Zhan Yao stops breathing for a moment.
Bai Yutong.
Something inside him settles.
Zhan Yao just looks at him, calmness spreads through him. It’s all good now.
He could pinpoint the exact moment where Bai Yutong recognizes him. Can see it in the shift of his eyes, how they widen just so slightly, can see it in the slight change of posture.
Bai Yutong quickly looks away, checking the room, eyes running through the small space before jumping right back to him.
“I’m alone”, Zhan Yao reassures him.“He wouldn’t trust anyone coming in here to talk to me”, he adds as Bai Yutong dashes forward to him, putting away his gun and instead letting his hands run up and down over Zhan Yao’s arms and face once he reaches him.
“Are you hurt?” Bai Yutong’s voice sounds firm enough, but Zhan Yao can hear the worry underneath. He offers him a small smile and shakes his head.
“I’m fine.”
“Okay.” Bai Yutong retreats his hand from where it had laid around Zhan Yao’s neck and proceeds to kneel down next to him and busy himself with the chains, which are still binding Zhan Yao to the chair.
“Lets get you out of here.”
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Zhan Yao lets out a deep sigh. His mind won’t let him rest.He leans back against the sofa, fingers absentmindedly running over the battered skin around his wrist, where the chains had cut in. Behind him, he can hear clattering from the kitchen, where Bai Yutong is busying himself. Zhan Yao takes another deep breath and lets the comforting sound sooth his upset mind.
His thoughts wander back to the rescue. The look on Bai Yutong’s face. The calmness settling inside himself, when he saw the familiar face.And further back.Memories of a not too long ago hold conversation flood in. Qingtang’s words echo through his head.
“Xiao Yao, there is no length my brother wouldn’t go for you. Know your power. Talk to him.”
He had put the thought away for so long. Had tried to ignore it and just file it away as one of her eccentric outros but then again…
“Stop picking at the scab. You’ll only make yourself bleed again.”
Bai Yutong’s scolding wakes Zhan Yao up from his thoughts. Surprised by it, he turns around and looks at Bai Yutong, who casually leans against the door frame, eyes on him, a tender smile around his lips. The tender gaze only deepens as their eyes meet.
Okay, Zhao Yao thinks.
“Bai Yutong?”
The man hums in reply.
“Thank you.” Zhan Yao says and watches his face closely, searching for anything, really.
He’s usually so good at reading people – it’s his profession after all – but with Bai Yutong it sometimes is like he can’t see all. He can read Bai Yutong better than most people, that’s for sure. But ever so often if feels like there’s still a last layer hidden and out of his reach. It’s irritating, to say the least.
“Thank you for helping me. For being there.” He says again.
Bai Yutong’s eyes widen just so slightly, before he slips back into the easy grin.
“It’s okay.”
“Why do you do this?”
“What?” Bai Yutong blinks, confusion visible. But Zhan Yao doesn’t let it stop him.
“Why do you always jump right in there, once I’m concerned. Even if it means great danger for yourself?” Zhan Yao has gotten up as he talks and takes a step towards Bai Yutong. He holds Bai Yutong’s gaze as he steps closer.
Bai Yutong respectively straightens up from the door frame, but doesn’t move any further. Neither back, nor forth.
“Why is it, whenever I stumble, I only have to look around to find you standing there to help me stabilize? Why is that?”
The smile leaves Bai Yutong’s face, replaced by a solemn expression. “Don’t you want me to be there?”
“That’s not the point.”
“Okay. Good.” He can see him relax at that. But he still lacks answers.
“This is about the why. Your reason.” Zhan Yao comes to a stop in front of Bai Yutong. Close enough to touch, but he doesn’t.“So?”
Bai Yutong doesn’t look away, simply holds his gaze, a calmness emitting from it, Zhan Yao is honestly surprised to find there.
“My reason?”
Zhan Yao nods, holding his breath.
“Zhan Yao”, Bai Yutong slowly shakes his head, a lopsided grin around his mouth.“Kitten, I’m yours in every way you’ll have me.”
Zhan Yao doesn’t know what to say.What does he mean by that, now? Is he implying…?No, he doesn’t need possibilities or what ifs, he needs answers.
He presses forward. “What do you mean?”
Bai Yutong only sighs. “Look, you don’t have to-“
“Just answer the question”, Zhan Yao interrupts him. Then softer. “Please.”
“Then tell, kitten, what’s the question?” Bai Yutong replies, without missing a beat, sad smile still on his face.
Zhan Yao studies him. He can’t shake the feeling that this will be the turning point.Whatever direction they may take in the future, this would settle it.He thinks for a moment.
“You are mine? In every way I want?”
“Yes.”
“How about when I need a partner at the SCI?”
“Yes.”
“When I need somebody to bail me out of dangerous situations?”
“Always.”
“When I need help to find the line?”
“Right by your side.”
Zhan Yao nods. Those are the easy ones.
“What if I need somebody to cook for me and make sure I don’t get myself killed via food poisoning?”
That at least draws out a little huff from Bai Yutong. “Of course.”
“What if I need you in my house, my home, my life?”
“You already have me.”
“What if I want it to be more… permanently.” Zhan Yao prepares himself to make the jump, now or never. “What if I want you to be my partner in more than work sense?”
Bai Yutong doesn’t react, just waits for him continue. It’s nerve wrecking, him being quiet. Zhan Yao swallows hard. He knows what he’s got to do, after all.
“What if”, he starts. “What if I want you to be my boyfriend?”
For a moment they just stare at each other. He awaits Bai Yutong’s answer, holding the gaze. Until Bai Yutong breaks the contact, closing his eyes. Zhan Yao’s chest tightens. “Kitten, I hope you know what you are asking here”, Bai Yutong breathes out.
But Zhan Yao doesn’t budge. “I am. I think I’ve fallen in love with you and-“
His confession gets cut short by Bai Yutong stepping forward and pulling him into a firm hug. Then his lips are covered; Bai Yutong presses his mouth against his in a desperate kiss. Zhan Yao lets him take the lead and just – melts against him, drinking in the warmth emitting from Bai Yutong, the strength of his arms wrapped firmly around him.
Eventually Bai Yutong breaks away, leaning his forehead against Zhan Yao’s. His eyes are still closed as he whispers against Zhan Yao’s lips. “Please tell me, I read this right, kitten.”
Zhan Yao leans in, pressing a kiss of his own to Bai Yutong’s lips. “Yes.”
“Yes”, he repeats with emphasis. “I want you right here.”
(ao3)
#audoldends#sci 谜案集#sci谜案集#sci fics#prompt fills#YaoYutong#feel free to send more prompts#I wrote a thing#gosh#I've missed writing them
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Ep 22 of SCI - or the one where Bai Yutong & Zhan Yao adopted a kid together. Because, why the heck not, right? I loved that when Bai Yutong agreed that they would adopt the little boy, Zhan Yao was all, “We will? O.o!!! Oh, well, I guess... *sigh*” And then he just ran with it. These two!
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Story Summary: Bai Yutong and Zhao Yunlan are the youngest division chiefs in the history of the Hong Kong Police. They have shut down organized crime from Kowloon to the New Territories- there's only a few hold outs. Zhuyin has been a thorn in their side since they took over the SCD, but a new case might indirectly lead them to the greatest breakthrough in identifying Zhuyin leadership.
Zhan Yao took over Zhuyin after his father, Zhao Jue, wanted to retire to focus on painting. Beside him are his younger twin brothers, Shen Wei and Ye Zun, acting as the masked Black and White Robed Envoys. Together, they'll evade the police, take care of each other, and kill anyone who gets in their way.
Chapter Summary: Getting lost in the Psychology Building wasn't the plan, but that's what happens when you work with cats.
#Weilan#shen wei#zhao yunlan#bai yutong#Zhan Yao#YaoYutong#my writing#Ye Zun#(he decided he wanted to be there)#first meetings!#Zhao Yunlan being shameless!
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decided to give it a shot and watch S.C.I.谜案集
i’m not expecting high quality television so if it sucks i won’t be very disappointed (and besides, i’ve seen guardian which is objectively a giant trash pile of a tv show and i still loved it enough to watch it twice, so yeah)
i’m like 10 minutes in and my impressions of the two protagonists are as follow:
bai yutong or the world’s no.1 Most Pretentious Bitch and Drama Queen which he proves by wearing only white, even to a crime scene and arriving at said crime scene with a dramatic roar of his ridiculous white sports car’s engine and a ‘don’t you know who i am?!’ attitude
and
kaz brekker zhan yao or the runner-up for the world’s no.1 Most Pretentious Bitch title which he doesn’t get because he insists on wearing clothes in more sensible colors than his opponent and he doesn’t own a car so if he wants to butt in on a crime investigation he needs to take a taxi
and with that i’m off to finish the first episode
#S.C.I.谜案集#SCI谜案集#SCI 谜案集#S.C.I.#谜案集#yaoyutong#bai yutong#zhan yao#cdrama#movies and tv shows#drawings and stuff#my stuff#mine: sci
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Prompt: Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao have argument. Zhan Yao in car accident. Body recovered, pronounced dead. Buried with honor. Years passed. BYT sees "ZY" during case. "ZY" is only ZY in face, nothing else alike. Is criminal. BYT is convinced it's ZY with amnesia, tries to get him out away from other criminals. "ZY" always escapes. Case is done. Criminals caught. "Mr. Mouse, long time no see." It's Zhan Yao. No amnesia. Was undercover. Death was not planned. "You stupid cat!"
Can you do it?
Okay, okay, okay, so this is like CSI: Miami Season 6 ep. 21 into Season 7 ep. 1...I can do this. Doesn't seem too bad.
Bai Yutong hated arguing with Zhan Yao. Absolutely hated it. And their arguments were always so stupid…mainly about how the other was being careless or too self-sacrificing or something of that nature. Before their arguments used to be playful but now, even the smallest things seemed to set them off. It was like the Tuxi case all over again…but somehow worse. And today was no different. It started with playful banter and then Zhan Yao had said something harmless, but it had struck a nerve with him and then they were off to the races, fighting like they always did. But this fight was different; it was practically a screaming match, one that was so loud that Bai Yutong was sure people in other departments could hear them. After almost five minutes of shouting at each other, Zhan Yao shook his head.
“I can’t do this anymore, I’m late for class” he declared before he grabbed his briefcase and made for the door as Bai Yutong took a deep breath and began to follow after him.
“I’ll drive you” he offered, just as Zhan Yao spun around and held up a hand.
“NO!” he shouted, making Bai Yutong stop in his tracks and look at him with wide eyes as he huffed.
“I need to be away from you right now. The further the better. I’ll call a cab” he stated before he turned and walked out of the office, slamming the door behind him. As he walked away, Bai Yutong stared after him through the window before he let out a heavy sigh and walked back over to Zhan Yao’s desk, leaning against it before he placed his head in his hand.
‘God damn it’ he thought to himself.
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A little while later, as Bai Yutong was sitting in his office, working on filling out the reports from their last case, there was a knock on his door.
“Come in” he called out. The door then slowly opened and Bai Chi poked his head in, tears in his eyes.
“B-Bai Sir” he called out shakily, making Bai Yutong lift his head and frown.
“Bai Chi? What’s wrong?” he asked. Bai Chi sniffled.
“It’s…it’s…” he started before he broke down into tears, making Bai Yutong’s frown deepen before he pushed himself to his feet and walked over to him, grasping him by the arms.
“Bai Chi, what. happened” he demanded. Bai Chi looked at him before he let out a wail.
“It’s Dr. Zhan!” he exclaimed, causing Bai Yutong’s blood to immediately run cold.
“Zhan Yao? What about Zhan Yao? Bai Chi, what happened to Zhan Yao?!” he demanded. Bai Chi, however, didn’t answer and instead just continued to sob, causing Bai Yutong to frown deeply before he pulled him into a hug; he didn’t know what was happening, but he had never seen Bai Chi so distressed, so whatever happened to Zhan Yao must have been pretty bad. After a few minutes of trying to calm him down, Bai Yutong decided to Bai Chi calm down on his own and carefully guided him over to his chair before he headed out of his office and into the bullpen, where the other S.C.I. members were either crying their eyes out or were just sitting in their chairs with a blank look on their face, as if they were dissociating.
“What is going on?” he whispered, just as Bao Heizei walked into the office and made his way over to him, a sad look on his face.
“Bai Yutong” he greeted, making Bai Yutong look at him and frown.
“Bao Sir. Bai Chi said something happened to Zhan Yao. What happened?” he asked. Bao Heizei smiled sadly.
“Follow me” he instructed. Bai Yutong frowned but followed him out of the room anyways, following him into his office as he shut the door behind them. Once the door was closed, Bai Yutong turned and looked at him in confusion.
“Bao Sir, what is happening? What happened to Zhan Yao?!” he exclaimed. Bao Heizei looked at him before he sighed heavily.
“I’m sorry. Dr. Zhan…was in a terrible car accident” he stated. At the words “car accident”, Bai Yutong’s blood ran cold.
“Is…is he okay?” he asked softly. Bao Heizei shook his head.
“When the two cars collied…there was an explosion. The only thing left of the bodies was charred remains” he explained, causing Bai Yutong’s eyes to widen before he shook his head.
“No…no, no, no, no…you’re lying. Bao Sir, you’re lying” he pleaded. Bao Heizei, however, didn’t say anything and instead just reached into his pocket, pulling out a small plastic evidence bag before he handed it to him. At the sight of the bag, Bai Yutong frowned before he reached out and took it, only to feel all of the air go out of his lungs; inside of the bag was the charred remains of a lanyard…with Zhan Yao’s face the only part of the ID still visible.
“Cat” he breathed before he crumpled to the ground, clutching the evidence bag tightly in his hands as everything around him just went…numb.
“Cat” he whispered before he shook his head. No. This couldn’t be happening. Zhan Yao couldn’t be dead. He was Zhan Yao. He couldn’t be dead. He couldn’t. As he knelt there, dissociating, he felt a hand touch his shoulder, but he couldn’t feel it. He couldn’t feel anything. He was numb. And Zhan Yao was dead.
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A few weeks later, a funeral was held, and Zhan Yao was buried with honor; his father and many of his students and colleagues from the university there in attendance with the Hong Kong Police Department officers and those who knew him well. He was also given a three-volley salute, with Bai Yutong being one of the three shooters along with Ma Han and Zhao Fu because if anyone was going to send Zhan Yao off…it was going to be him.
~*~*~*~*~*~
After the funeral and the memorial service (which Bai Yutong did not stay for because he couldn’t look Zhan Yao’s father in the eye after promising him how many times that he would protective Zhan Yao or could he listen to the “I’m so sorry for your loss” from strangers for from others because they didn’t understand. He didn’t just lose his partner, oh no. He lost his person. He lost his heart and his soul. He lost his Cat. They wouldn’t understand) Bai Yutong decided to go home…well, no. Not home. At least not his home, anyways. He decided to go home to the home that had practically become his home since S.C.I. was established…Zhan Yao’s apartment.
~*~*~*~*~*~
After he stepped inside and closed the door behind him, Bai Yutong looked around at the home they had created with each other and felt tears well up in his eyes before he shook his head and headed into the master bedroom, only to step inside and find that Zhan Yao’s coat was lying at the base of the bed. At the sight of the coat, Bai Yutong let out a shuddering breath before he slowly walked towards the bed and reached out, picking up the coat before he brought it to his nose and took a deep sniff, immediately crumpling to his knees. It smelled like Zhan Yao. His Cat. His Kitten. Whom he would never get to see or talk to or hold…ever again. He then took a deep, shuddering breath before he let out a soft sob and clutched Zhan Yao’s coat to his chest. He could never let his team see him in this state but in the privacy of his own home…Bai Yutong allowed himself to break down and properly mourn the loss of his kitten.
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Two years after Zhan Yao’s death, everyone was doing better. Well, no, not really, but they were coping. Sort of. I mean, they went through their mandatory therapy sessions that they were required to attend to be able to go back to work and the therapist passed all of them but…they were all still reeling. Bai Chi and Bai Yutong took it the hardest, but none of the S.C.I. members were surprised; Zhan Yao was practically like another father to Bai Chi and Bai Yutong…None of them could understand the depth of the relationship that Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao shared but from the way Bai Yutong walked around the S.C.I. department with his eyes almost always glazed over, like he was just going through the motions, they knew he wasn’t doing very well. Then one day, as they were working a case, Bai Yutong noticed a shadow outside one of the windows, causing him to frown before he walked over to it and peeked out, only to see a person running away from the scene.
“Stop, police!” he shouted before he ran out of the house after the stranger, chasing them down the street before he reached out and grabbed them by the wrist, spinning them around.
“You—” he started before he stopped and stared at the stranger in shock; standing before him…was Zhan Yao. His Zhan Yao.
“Zhan…Yao?” he murmured. The stranger, who looked like a fucking carbon copy of Zhan Yao, frowned at him.
“Who’s Zhan Yao? My name is Liu Yan. You must have the wrong person” he argued, only for Bai Yutong to shake his head.
“Zhan Yao, what are you doing here?” he demanded. The stranger huffed.
“I told you, my name is Liu Yan. And I live in that house” he explained, motioning to Bai Yutong’s crime scene. Bai Yutong frowned.
“You do?” he asked. Zhan Yao nodded.
“Yeah…I was coming home when I noticed that there were cops surrounding my house so I decided to see what was going on” he explained. Bai Yutong hummed but before he could ask any more questions, Zhan Yao suddenly chopped him in the neck, knocking him unconscious.
~*~*~*~*~*~
When he woke up a little while later, Zhan Yao was gone and Bai Chi and the other members of S.C.I. were standing around him, looking at him in concern.
“Bai Sir? Are you okay?” Wang Shao asked. Bai Yutong nodded as he slowly sat up before he looked around with wide eyes.
“Zhan Yao. Where’s Zhan Yao?” he demanded, making the other S.C.I. members look at each other before they looked back at him.
“Bai Sir…Dr. Zhan died. He’s been dead for…two years, remember?” Ma Han asked gently. Bai Yutong shook his head.
“No…no, I saw him. I spoke to him…he said he lived in our crime scene” he explained. Zhao Fu frowned.
“Are you sure you’re not just hallucinating things, sir?” he asked. Bai Yutong shot him a glare.
“No, I’m not. Now, find out who was living in the home and see if one of the resident’s names is Liu Yan. That’s the name Zhan Yao gave me” he explained, causing Zhao Fu and the others to look at him in concern before Ma Han nodded.
“Okay. Is there anything else we should do, sir?” she asked. Bai Yutong shook his head.
“No…finish bagging the evidence and taking pictures of the scene before heading back…I need to go for a bit of a drive” he replied before he pushed himself to his feet and turned, heading for his car before he got in and drove away, the others watching him leave before they turned to look at each other.
“Is Bai Sir alright?” Bai Chi asked. Zhao Fu shook his head.
“I don’t know…he’s the one who took this one the hardest…maybe his mind is playing tricks on him” he offered. The others nodded; that had to be it.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Meanwhile, Bai Yutong was speeding down the streets of Hong Kong, lost in thought. Zhan Yao…was alive? Or was that even Zhan Yao that he spoke to? He looked like Zhan Yao…even sounded like him too. But his eyes…they were cold. Too cold. Zhan Yao’s eyes were expressive and bright. This person…his eyes were soulless and dark.
“Was my mind just playing tricks on me? Did I really see Zhan Yao?” he murmured.
~*~*~*~*~*~
After the incident at the first crime scene, Bai Yutong swore he saw Zhan Yao at every crime scene after that. Like, the man wasn’t even trying to hide from him…like he almost wanted Bai Yutong to find him. And every time, Bai Yutong did, practically begging him to come back to S.C.I., to stop…whatever he was doing. But every time, Zhan Yao blew him off.
“Look, I don’t know this Zhan Yao or whoever it is that you keep claiming that I am. My name is Liu Yan” he declared, just as a red sports car drove up and parked not too far the crime scene.
“Liu Yan!” a voice called out, making both Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao turn as the driver looked over at them and motioned with his head towards the car, Zhan Yao nodding before he made to walk over to him when Bai Yutong grabbed his wrist.
“Zhan Yao, what the hell are you doing with the 14K?!” he hissed, just as the driver honked the horn.
“Liu Yan, let’s go!” they shouted, making Zhan Yao look over at them and nod before he looked back at Bai Yutong and wrenched his wrist out of his grasp.
“It’s my life. Don’t interfere” he snapped before he turned and walked over to the red car, getting in before they sped away, Bai Yutong watching them with a sad look on his face.
‘What are you doing, Zhan Yao?’ he wondered.
~*~*~*~*~*~
A few weeks later, a raid was ordered on one of the 14K’s hideouts and when Bai Yutong and his teammates arrived, they found the 14K members, including Zhan Yao, burning the inventory that they were supposed to distribute later on that day.
“Police! Stop!” Bai Yutong barked, making the 14K members turn and look at them before they began firing at them, turning the raid into an all-out fire fight. While everyone was shooting at each other, Bai Yutong ran through the bullets and the fire until he came upon Zhan Yao and grabbed him by the wrist.
“Come on, let’s get out of here!” he shouted, only for Zhan Yao to shake his head and wrench his wrist out of his grasp.
“I can’t leave!” he exclaimed.
“But if you stay, you’re going to die!” Bai Yutong replied.
“And if I go with you, I’m going to prison! I’d rather die!” Zhan Yao snapped, making Bai Yutong look at him with wide eyes before he shook his head.
“Please, Cat. I lost you once. I can’t lose you again” he begged. Zhan Yao said nothing and just looked at him when he noticed something out of the corner of his eye, making him turn to see a 14K member pointing a gun at them, particularly at Bai Yutong. At the sight of the gun, Zhan Yao’s eyes widened and he quickly ran forward, tackling Bai Yutong to the ground as the 14K member fired. As they hit the ground, Bai Yutong looked up at Zhan Yao in confusion as Zhan Yao glared at him.
“You need to get out of here” he ordered, only for Bai Yutong to shake his head.
“I’m not leaving without you” he replied, causing Zhan Yao to growl.
“God damn it!” he shouted before he reached out and grabbed Bai Yutong’s gun, yanking it out of its holster before he turned and fired at the 14K member that had come up behind them, hitting them between the eyes before he looked back at Bai Yutong.
“You need to leave. Now. Forget about me” he ordered, only for Bai Yutong to shake his head again.
“I can’t. I won’t” he replied before he reached up and gently cupped Zhan Yao’s face in his hand.
“Just come home, Cat. Just come home” he pleaded. Zhan Yao said nothing and instead just looked at him before he pushed himself to his feet and reached down, yanking Bai Yutong to his feet by the lapels of his jacket, looking him in the eyes.
“I’m not your Cat. Now get out of here” he ordered, just as the sound of cracking wood reached their ears, making them both look up to see a burning support beam falling straight towards them. As they stared at the falling beam, Zhan Yao looked at Bai Yutong before he shoved him away, causing him to stumble back in surprise before he looked at him with wide eyes.
“Zhan Yao!” he shouted, taking a step towards him just as the burning beam landed before him, separating him and Zhan Yao again. As they stared at each other from across the burning beam, an explosion came from behind Zhan Yao, making Bai Yutong’s widen.
“Zhan Yao, come on!” he shouted, holding out to him. Zhan Yao, however, just looked at him and smiled weakly before he turned and walked into the fire, causing Bai Yutong’s eyes to widen even further.
“Zhan Yao!” he shouted, just as Bai Chi and Zhao Fu ran over to him, grabbing him by the arms.
“Bai Sir, we have to go, this place is going to blow!” Bai Chi exclaimed. Bai Yutong shook his head.
“No! No, we can’t just leave!” he shouted, trying to go after Zhan Yao, but Bai Chi and Zhao Fu wouldn’t let him and instead just continued to pull him away, dragging him through the burning warehouse as more and more explosions went off around them.
“Bai Chi! Zhao Fu! Let go of me, damn it!” Bai Yutong shouted but Bai Chi and Zhao Fu paid him no mind as they continued to drag him out of the hideout, all of them soon exiting the hideout just as a loud explosion came from inside, sending all of them crashing to the ground before Bai Yutong turned and stared at the burning hideout in horror.
“ZHAN YAO!” he screamed. As they all stared at the burning hideout with wide eyes, Bai Yutong let out a shuddering breath and shook his head.
“No…no” he whispered before he pressed the heel of his hand to his eyes and let out a soft sob. God really was cruel…not only had he taken Zhan Yao from him once, but he took him from him twice. Hadn’t he already suffered enough? Why must he suffer again? This was just too much. It was just…too much.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Later that evening, after everyone had gone home, Bai Yutong remained in his office, working on finishing up the last of his reports when his door quietly opened and a figure slipped inside.
“Burning the midnight oil? How unlike you” they teased, making Bai Yutong look up with wide eyes to see Zhan Yao standing before him, dressed in his signature navy, a twinkling in his eyes and a soft smile on his lips.
“Z-Zhan Yao” he breathed, making Zhan Yao smirk and motion to himself.
“In the flesh” he replied. Bai Yutong then pushed himself to his feet and walked over to him, looking him up and down before he reached out, his hand hesitantly hovering by his cheek.
“Is it…really you? And not…a figure of my imagination?” he whispered. Zhan Yao looked at him before he smiled and leaned into his touch, reaching up to cover his hand with his own.
“It’s me, Mouse” he assured. Bai Yutong stared at him for a moment before he removed his hand from his face and took a step back, pointing at him.
“You…you STUPID CAT! I thought you were dead! But you’re not dead?! What’s the truth?!” he shouted. Zhan Yao sighed.
“Bao Sir came to me a while ago and asked if I was willing to go undercover in the 14K—” he started.
“And you said yes?!” Bai Yutong exclaimed.
“Bai Yutong, they were trafficking and distributing drugs that were killing innocent people and even children! If I was able to make a difference and stop them from the inside, then I was going to take the chance!” Zhan Yao shouted back. They both then stared at each other before Bai Yutong shook his head.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he demanded. Zhan Yao sighed.
“I couldn’t. Bao Sir told me not to tell anyone” he explained. Bai Yutong was quiet before he took a deep breath.
“Was your death a part of the plan? Both times?” he asked. Zhan Yao shook his head.
“The first time, no. I really was heading to school and had planned to go undercover after the day was done…when the crash happened. I was lucky enough to get out before the cars exploded” he stated. Bai Yutong frowned.
“But if you were alive, who did we bury?” he asked. Zhan Yao smiled slightly.
“A cadaver. As soon as I escaped, I called Bao Sir and told him what happened. He then…took care of everything else. As for the second explosion, after the beam crashed down between us and I walked into the fire, I ran for a back window and broke out. I was never inside when the hideout exploded” he answered. Bai Yutong looked at him before he let out a shuddering breath.
“I…you…” he started when Zhan Yao took a step forward and looked at him.
“I’m sorry, Yutong. For not telling you about the assignment, for brushing you away when you were only trying to help…but I had worked too hard to gain the 14K’s trust as “Liu Yan” so I couldn’t have you jeopardizing the mission” he explained before he laughed weakly.
“This whole undercover thing was actually the reason we’ve been fighting so often…” he admitted, causing Bai Yutong to look at him in confusion.
“What?” he asked. Zhan Yao nodded.
“I was just so stressed and worried because this was the first time I’ve gone undercover in an operation like this and I…I was scared. And so I took my fears and my trepidation out on you. And you never knew and I never communicated it because I couldn’t and I know it doesn’t excuse anything but…I’m sorry” he apologized. Bai Yutong blinked before he reached out and took his hand, giving it a squeeze.
“I’m sorry too” he apologized, making Zhan Yao frown.
“What are you sorry for?” he asked. Bai Yutong sighed.
“I probably only fueled your stress…always nagging you about not being careful during our cases or snapping whenever you would snap back at me without even knowing what was going on…I’m sorry” he apologized, making Zhan Yao look at him before he laughed softly.
“So we’re both at fault then” he mused. Bai Yutong nodded.
“Yeah, I guess so” he agreed. Zhan Yao then smiled slightly, just as Bai Yutong yanked him forward and wrapped his arms around him, hugging him tightly.
“I missed you, Cat” he whispered. Zhan Yao’s eyes widened before he wrapped his arms around him and buried his face in his shoulder.
“I missed you too, Mouse” he replied. They then stayed like that for a while before they pulled away and looked at each other.
“Let’s go home” Bai Yutong suggested, Zhan Yao smiling and nodding in reply.
“Please” he whispered. Bai Yutong then motioned to his office door, Zhan Yao chuckling softly before he turned and headed out of the office, Bai Yutong following after him before they both headed through the bullpen and out of the department, their hands clasped tightly in each other’s.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Later that evening, after they had dinner, showered, and changed into their pajamas, Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao were lying in bed, Zhan Yao almost asleep from the rather exhausting day that he had, when he felt a warm and strong arm drape over him, causing him to blink a few times before he glanced over his shoulder.
“Bai Yutong? What are you doing?” he asked sleepily.
“Making sure you don’t go anywhere” Bai Yutong mumbled, making Zhan Yao pause before he laughed softly and scooted back so that his back was flush with Bai Yutong’s chest, Bai Yutong’s arm tightening around him.
“I’m not going anywhere. I promise” he murmured. Bai Yutong hummed softly as he slowly began falling asleep.
“You better not…because I will come after you if you do” he grumbled, making Zhan Yao laugh softly and nod again as he reached up and placed his hand over his, lacing their fingers together.
“Deal. Now go to sleep” he instructed. Bai Yutong hummed.
“Goodnight Cat” he murmured. Zhan Yao smiled fondly.
“Goodnight Mouse” he whispered before they both slipped off to sleep, back in each other’s arms once more.
#sass writes#s.c.i. 谜案集#bai yutong#zhan yao#yaoyutong#undercover#tw car accident#temporary character death
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Let my heart be still a moment
Fandom: SCI Mystery
Rating: General
Relationship: Zhan Yao/Bai Yutong, Zhan Yao & Zhao Jue
Tags: Angst with a happy ending, Case fic
Words: 3815
Summary: When Bai Yutong is seriously injured on a mission, Zhan Yao has to find the ones responsible, receiving some help along the way.
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For @the-sassiest-trixster: You requested SCI, “go ham”, so I really hope you like it, despite it being more bonding with Zhao Jue than love story 😅
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“It’s a trap,” is the last thought Zhan Yao has before the explosion hits him and throws him against a wall, his legs giving out from the shock and he drops down to his hands and knees. He can’t hear anything past the ringing in his ears, and feels some liquid trickling down his neck, ruptured eardrums, he thinks dimly. His right wrist feels wrong when he tries to support himself to get up, and there is blood in his eye, probably on the whole side of his face. He tries to wipe at it, only to get more in his eyes, and curses silently. Trying to make out his surroundings, he carefully sits up on his knees, still slightly shaky from the impact. The room they just had entered, an unremarkable living room with a worn bottle-green sofa and a low coffee table, looks quite different than mere seconds ago: Now he can see the bomb that was hidden in the sofa, cables and wires sticking out in all directions, shreds of green and white upholstery floating in the air like giant snowflakes. Miraculously, nothing’s on fire, a fact he should be grateful for, he thinks, when he notices the heap of limbs next to him, and freezes.
He can see at first glance that Bai Yutong is heavily injured, having been the first to enter the room and taking the brunt of the explosion. His limbs are twisted in strange angles, his usually pristine white suit has dark stains that are rapidly growing, and what Zhan Yao can see from his face, the part that is not covered in blood, looks wrong. His eyes are closed, and for the first time since they entered the apartment, Zhan Yao is scared.
Carefully, slowly, he approaches Bai Yutong on hands and knees, while trying to keep his weight from his injured arm. Reaching him, he extends a hand to wipe the blood from the other’s face, then stops mid-movement and takes his hand instead. Holding his breath, he takes the other’s pulse, readjusting his shaking fingers.
Nothing.
No pulse.
Zhan Yao starts shaking uncontrollably, clutching Bai Yutong’s wrist to his chest, his breathing ragged and almost hysterical.
No. No, no, no.
- - - - -
His consciousness flickers, and he only vaguely recognises their team members, frantically buzzing around them, before everything turns black.
He awakes to a distant beeping sound and a blinding pain behind his right eye. With a groan he tries to sit up, only to be stopped by a gentle hand on his chest.
“Easy there, Professor.”
Opening his eyes doesn’t really help his disorientation, since everything on his right side stays in darkness, while everything on the left is painfully bright. Groaning again, he tries to raise his hand to his face, only to discover it won’t move. Before he can try again with more force, the hand moves to his shoulder.
“Don’t move too much, Professor. You have a shattered shoulder and a shrapnel in your right eye, not to mention the broken wrist, ulna, and cracked ribs.” The voice laughs drily. “You should take it slowly for a while.”
“Yu… Tong,” he manages to croak out, voice hoarse and rattling.
The voice stays silent for a while, then, a shaky inhale. “His injuries… are worse than yours,” it explains, and Zhan Yao feels his heart freeze over. Ignoring the searing pain he turns his head to face the person beside his bed.
Zhao Fu sighs, then removes his hand from the other’s shoulder. In an attempt to look stern, Zhan Yao furrows his brows. Another sigh, then a cup of water appears in his field of vision. Apparently the other doesn’t trust his coordination, because he holds the cup to Zhan Yao’s lips who empties it in three large gulps. The cup is removed, and Zhan Yao makes an impatient noise for the other to continue.
“I won’t lie to you, Professor,” Zhao Fu says finally, “It doesn’t look good. He has multiple broken bones: a fractured skull, both cheekbones are shattered, some broken ribs… But the internal injuries are what concerns the doctors most.” He inhales again, his composure stretched thin over the boiling abyss of fear and worry. “I don’t..” He breaks off, then starts again, his voice raspy, “I don’t know if he… If he….” He trails off, not able to finish that thought, and Zhan Yao turns his head away to hide his tears.
- - - - -
It takes him four days to get out of bed, and five more to leave the hospital for good. All this time, Bai Yutong’s state doesn’t change, and Zhan Yao finds that, after almost a week of sitting by his bedside holding his hand, he has no more tears to cry. His grief has been replaced by a burning anger, and he knows exactly what he is going to do with it.
His first message after leaving the hospital is to the team, calling them to the office this afternoon. The second is to Zhao Jue.
Their relationship to the older man has developed into a strange kind of truce over the last months, and while he still doesn’t trust him, he knows what Zhao Jue is capable of - which is exactly why he asks him to meet.
Walking up the winding stairs to the loft always feels like climbing a lighthouse or an ancient castle, were it not for the strange paintings on the wall that only worsen his headache with their spiralling, whirling patterns.
Zhao Jue seems to be informed about the situation, since he comments neither on the eye-patch Zhan Yao is still wearing over his damaged right eye nor on the sling on his left arm, or his slightly limping gait, for that matter. He just nods in greeting and gestures towards a sofa, resuming to pour tea into two cups, then following Zhan Yao to the seat.
Only after they have finished the tea in silence and Zhao Jue has refilled their cups, he speaks. Clearing his throat, he asks simply, “Who?”
Zhan Yao exhales slowly, thinking what he can safely tell the other who is technically a wanted serial killer without compromising any police secrets, then shrugs inwardly and begins to talk. He tells him about the abduction case that had shocked the whole city into frantic activity, about their only lead being a shady witness, waiting for his own prosecution for human trafficking in a city prison. He had offered to give them information in exchange for a reduced sentence, and his leads had sounded reasonable, nothing indicating he was lying or setting them up. He had given them a name which in turn had led them to the apartment. Now it is obvious it has been a trap from the beginning, but who is behind it all, that Zhan Yao isn’t sure of. The witness didn’t look intelligent or influential enough to pull such a maneuver from a prison cell, which only leaves someone directly involved in the abduction.
Zhao Jue listens to these explanations without a word, only now and then stirring his tea cup with his ring finger. After Zhan Yao finishes, he stays silent for a while, looking thoughtfully at the younger man. Zhan Yao has laid out his cards, he thinks, now he waits for the other to show his hand.
Zhao Jue clears his throat again. “What do you want to do?” His voice sounds soft, gentle, betraying nothing of the steel Zhan Yao knows to lie underneath.
He almost shrugs, then remembers his shoulder and winces slightly, noticing how something like worry crosses over the other’s face, before he resumes his indifferent mask. It’s a good question, however. The next natural step would be to interrogate the witness again, to get him to spill some names, places, anything that could help them pin down the ones behind the bomb. The latter would be another lead to investigate, but it has already been transferred to the department that deals with explosives - and has a real lab, not that there is anything wrong with Gongsun and his experiments, but even his enthusiasm can’t replace a centrifuge. The problem is, though, that interrogating the witness-turned-suspect a second time has been the first thing Zhao Fu did after leaving the hospital, and unfortunately to no avail. The man had simply refused to talk, stating he already had helped them and didn’t know anything about a trap or a bomb. Thus, all their leads have gone cold.
Sighing, Zhan Yao shakes his head. “I don’t know,” he admits. Zhao Jue raises an eyebrow, but stays silent while Zhan Yao continues, “I could try interrogate the witness again, but the chances that he talks to me are--”
“He will talk.”
Zhan Yao startles at the interruption and closes his mouth with a snap, staring at the other.
“He will talk,” Zhao Jue repeats, and it’s with a finality that makes Zhan Yao shiver involuntarily.
- - - - -
He does talk.
It takes twenty minutes until Zhao Jue emerges from the interview room with two names scribbled on a yellow post-it note. The suspect is still sitting at the table, pressing his hands to his ears, rocking back and forth, mouthing silently. Zhan Yao remembers Bai Yutong’s still form in a hospital bed and doesn’t feel sorry.
Zhao Jue wordlessly hands the note to Jiang Ling, then grabs Zhan Yao’s uninjured shoulder and steers him towards his office. Closing the door behind him, Zhao Jue lets go and takes a step back, crossing his arms over his chest, raising his eyebrow in a silent invitation to talk. Zhan Yao bristles, but before he can snap at the other, a call from outside draws their attention back to the case.
“Professor, we found something!”
Without a word, Zhan Yao rushes past the other man who follows him after a second’s hesitation. He isn’t sure if he heard the other sigh, but ignores this detail for now. On the large screen, the two names Zhao Jue got from the suspect are displayed, next to the persons’ photos and information. Chen Shen, the left file reads. Fifty-three, suspected to be involved in the local drug trade, divorced, his daughter studies drama in London. The right side of the screen is almost empty, Zhan Yao notes with a frown. The woman in the blurry photograph looks a bit over forty, wearing a suit jacket and, oddly enough, a tie. Apart from her name, there are no further details. Zhan Yao turns to his team, a question on his lips, when Wang Shao explains, “Her real name is Zhang Qi,” and Zhan Yao whirls around to stare at him. That name is familiar, well-known in all law enforcement, for being the supposed head of a trafficking ring that specialises in little girls. There has never been so much as a rumour to tie her to anything, nothing that could be proven, and police and criminals alike are equally afraid and astonished.
Zhao Fu is the first to break the silence. “If she is involved in our abduction,” he says slowly, massaging the bridge of his nose, “then the girl is likely out of the country by now.” The rest of the team nod in begrudging agreement.
A chuckle from the door startles all of them, and several chairs turn around swiftly to face the intruder who adds cheekily, “Seems I’ve arrived at the perfect moment.” Stepping into the room, Zhao Zhen reveals three large boxes which he carefully deposits on the nearest desk, grinning widely. “I think you all need some sugar before you decide anything important,” he declares, and Zhan Yao’s heart clenches at the sight of his team, who give him sideway glances, smiling hesitantly. He isn’t the only one who worries, he realises, and forces his face into a smile. “Alright,” he nods, “let’s have some sugar before we continue.”
The donuts do help, and after a few minutes, Jiang Ling approaches Zhan Yao with wide eyes and powdered sugar on her cheeks. “Professor,” she exclaims, “I just had an idea how to find the evil lady.” Zhan Yao looks expectantly at her, only to receive a headshake. “It would probably take longer to explain it,” she shrugs apologetically, then adds, “I’ll just try it now, if that’s okay,” and Zhan Yao can only nod.
Soundlessly, Zhao Jue steps out of a corner and Zhan Yao startles. He still isn’t used to his right side being blind, and the other moving without a sound doesn’t help. He almost reprimands him, when the older man grips his shoulder once more, this time not to move, but to make him stay and listen. Zhan Yao shuts his mouth with a snap.
“You should go,” Zhao Jue says quietly, and Zhan Yao doesn’t have to ask where. Knowing the others will call him, he just nods, and turns to his team, but before he can form a word, Ma Han makes a shooing motion at him and sighs. “We can deal with this, Professor,” she says, sounding a tiny bit impatient, something Zhan Yao would definitely address if he had any brain capacity left for it. So he just nods again, and is out of the building and in a taxi in less than two minutes.
Bai Yutong’s state hasn’t changed in the two days Zhan Yao didn’t visit him, nor has he moved. Zhan Yao stands in the open door, looking at his mouse, wondering if he has ever seen him this still. Carefully, slowly, he approaches to sit in a plastic chair next to the bed, taking the other’s cool hand in his, pressing a kiss to his knuckles.
On the way here he thought about what he might tell his mouse, about the case, about the progress, but now that he sits here he finds himself not able to speak. Silently, he caresses Bai Yutong’s hand with his fingertips, then his face, then bends down to lean his forehead against the other’s, closing his eyes.
I miss you, mouse. Come back to me.
- - - - -
His ringing phone disturbs the quiet and for a moment he feels disoriented, misplaced, before he clumsily fumbles for it and takes the call without looking at the name.
“Let’s have lunch,” Zhao Jue says without introduction, and Zhan Yao is too stunned to protest. “The diner at the corner, opposite the park. Ten minutes,” he says, and hangs up. Zhan Yao stares at his phone screen for a second, before he scrambles to his feet, presses a kiss to Bai Yutong’s cheek, and heads downstairs.
When he arrives at the diner, Zhao Jue is seated in a booth in a dark corner, a steaming cup in front of him. Zhan Yao slides into the seat opposite him, careful of his injured shoulder. He notices that the other has chosen their seats so that Zhan Yao’s left side faces the room, his blind spot towards the wall.
When the waiter comes to take their order, he mindlessly lists a few things he remembers to have liked, then fiddles with the menu for a while. Zhao Jue gives him a pointed look, but doesn’t comment. When their food arrives, they eat in silence, Zhan Yao trying to savor the taste.
It is only after another cup of tea that Zhao Jue asks, “How is he?”, and Zhan Yao feels his shoulders slump.
“Unchanged,” he answers eventually, not able to fend off the image of his mouse’s lifeless face, and shivers.
“And how are you?,” the other asks, and Zhan Yao blinks at him in confusion. Since it has been apparent that his injuries weren’t as bad as Bai Yutong’s, every and all attention had been on the latter, even Zhan Yao’s own, so it takes him a moment to really parse that question. “I will be fine,” he offers after a while, because it is the truth. The doctors were optimistic that he would be able to use his eye again, his shoulder is healing, as well as all the countless other minor injuries and cuts he has sustained. He will be fine, eventually. It’s not important.
“That’s not what I asked,” Zhao Jue observes, and Zhan Yao freezes, mouth open in an aborted response. “I asked,” the other clarifies with a scrutinizing gaze at Zhan Yao, “how you are. Not how you will be.”
Zhan Yao blinks slowly at him, then closes his mouth. “I..,” he begins, then pauses. How is he? His head hasn’t stopped hurting since the moment he woke up in the hospital bed, his left arm isn’t usable at the moment, which makes getting dressed in the morning a complicated ordeal. But not being able to see is the worst, he realises, no matter how optimistic the doctors are, no matter how much worse Bai Yutong’s injuries are. He sighs and slumps further into his seat, leaning slightly against the wall. “Not that fantastic,” he admits. “I have had a headache for a week and my arm is pretty much useless. But I’ll live,” he tries to make light of it, when Zhao Jue reaches over and presses his thumb to Zhan Yao’s temple, his index finger on his forehead. Before he can protest, the searing pain dulls to a numb throbbing behind his temple, and he shudders in relief. “How..,” he starts, but Zhao Jue just hums, pulling his hand back.
Before Zhan Yao can respond in any way other than stare at the man opposite him, his phone rings. When he ends the call, Jiang Ling having told him she has news, he finds Zhao Jue has already paid for their meals and waits at the door, silent as always. Hurrying after him, Zhan Yao realises, not for the first time, how little of the other man’s motives he really understands.
Jiang Ling has earned her bonus this time, and beams at Zhan Yao when he tells her that. In fact, her discovery is worth a dozen bonuses. Zhan Yao understands only a third of her enthusiastic explanations, but it’s enough to be deeply impressed by the nerdy woman. She somehow managed to link a delivery of expensive, imported bath oils to an office building in the middle of nowhere, realising nobody would take a bath at their workplace - only certain kinds of workers, Wang Shao helpfully adds, which earns him a slap upside the head from Zhao Fu - and then finding the actual purpose of the building and its owner’s name: Zhang Qi.
Zhan Yao is delighted to finally have a clue, but his eagerness is dampened by Wang Shao’s question. “And what exactly are we going to do now?”
Of all the people in the room, Zhan Yao wouldn’t have expected Zhao Jue to step forward.
“I might have an idea.”
His idea is, even Ma Han has to grudgingly admit, actually quite reasonable. They have to investigate the office building, that much is certain, but the only one to have a chance to stay undetected - and be fine in case they don’t, but that is a detail no one mentions - is in fact Zhao Jue. So, some hours of preparation later, Zhan Yao, Zhao Fu and Zhao Jue are crammed together in an SCI observation van, the older man in a bright orange pest-control uniform.
“Remember,” Zhan Yao begins for yet another time, when the freshly-made exterminator directs a grin at him that makes him uneasy. Nodding, he says seriously, “I don’t know who you are and what the SCI is,” as if this is what they have been talking about for an hour. Horrified, Zhan Yao tries to interject, when Zhao Jue grabs his costume props, opens the door and hops down. With a wink to the other two, he marches off towards the office building.
Zhao Fu groans, hiding his face in his hands. “I really hope this wasn’t a mistake. The boss is going to murder us if this goes wrong.”
Zhan Yao nods silently.
Before they left the SCI, he had taken Zhao Jue aside, determined to get some real answers out of the other, but all he had received was a grin and another question, asked with sparkling eyes and quiet amusement in his voice.
“Do you trust me?”
Zhan Yao hadn’t had it in him to deny it.
When it’s all over, Zhan Yao doesn’t ask how Zhao Jue managed to get past fourteen heavily armed guards, doesn’t want to know, but somehow the other did, and he found the abducted girl. Next to twenty-seven others who have gone missing from the whole country during the last months.
When the storm has calmed, the girls have been brought to the hospital and the guards inside arrested - all of them suspiciously pliant and agreeable, but nobody had asked, and Zhan Yao sure as hell wouldn’t mention it either - Chief Bao holds a press conference, obviously enjoying the spotlight on himself and on his department. Zhan Yao tries to stay in the background. It doesn’t feel right to stand there alone, so he doesn’t at all.
They can’t exactly tell the media that the one having solved the case is a wanted serial killer who recently escaped prison, so Zhan Yao is for once glad for the Chief’s need for recognition. On the way back, Zhao Jue looks at him with a knowing gaze, but doesn’t say anything, and Zhan Yao tries to focus on something else.
With the older man’s help - and probably more than just a bit of coercion from Chief Bao to make sure the SCI were the ones to interrogate them - the culprits arrested in the office building spill their secrets surprisingly easily. They all name Zhang Qi as the mastermind behind the whole operation, giving even more names and addresses that were used to move the girls around, providing so many details that Bai Chi brings in a whole box of new ledgers to write in after the first afternoon. It’s a day later that one of them admits to building a bomb and hiding it in a sofa in an empty apartment, all of this on Zhang Qi’s orders.
After Zhang Qi and her inner circle are arrested, Chief Bao invites all of them to dinner, even Zhao Jue and his nephew, who both actually show up, even if one seems significantly more delighted than the other. Zhan Yao observes in silence, meeting Zhao Jue’s gaze over the animated talks and happy atmosphere at the table. He nods in acknowledgement, and the other smiles slightly.
- - - - -
Bai Yutong wakes a day later, in the late morning, the sun gently caressing his features. The first thing he does is to reach out to Zhan Yao, weaving his hand into the other’s hair and pulling him in. Their foreheads resting against each other, Zhan Yao takes his first deep breath in weeks.
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Tongyao One of them forgot they were boyfriends!AU
look this could’ve been a happy “oh i forgot he’s my boyfriend and i can ACTUALLY KISS HIM WHEN I WANT TO KISS HIM” fic but instead my brain went amnesia au the moment i saw this, so:
One of them, Zhan Yao, probably, gets knocked out by a criminal they’re chasing one day, and after passing out very briefly, he wakes up thinking it’s three years ago? And that should’ve been something that he, y’know, notifies the team, or at the very least Yutong, about?
But the case they’re working on is interesting, and he’s engaged in it, and look, it’s not even like anyone even realises that anything is wrong, and if he tells Yutong, Yutong will probably fret over it, and Zhan Yao will be stuck in a hospital getting tests done, and nope, he’s not down for that at all. Besides, he knows himself - nothing of significance must’ve happened in the last three years; he mustn’t have changed much if no-one on the team can tell that something is wrong with him.
So he works on the case with everyone else. Yutong looks at him weirdly sometimes when Zhan Yao says something, but Zhan Yao always shrugs off Yutong’s arched eyebrow with, “I think I’m just tired.” And Yutong would probably buy it because they have been working around the clock, but he knows better than to ask Zhan Yao to leave and take a break.
Once they wrap up the case, though, Yutong all but marches Zhan Yao out of the building, nagging at him about not taking care of himself, about how he should know his body’s limits and to rest when he can. And he’s probably nagging the entire car ride that Zhan Yao doesn’t even really have the chance to point out that they don’t seem to be headed back to Zhan Yao’s apartment.
He ends up going with the flow - he follows Yutong into an unfamiliar apartment building, lets Yutong herd him into the master bedroom, lets Yutong pin him to the bed and kiss the ever-loving fuck out of him?
“Wait, no, what?” Zhan Yao splutters, pushing Yutong away.
Yutong blinks at him. “Not in the mood?” he murmurs, and settles for brushing through Zhan Yao’s hair with his fingers softly, which still makes Zhan Yao go what the fuck. He brushes his lips over Zhan Yao’s temple. Gentle. Loving. “You’re right, we should rest.”
“No, wait,” Zhan Yao says, because for the first time in about three days, he feels like he’s missing some very pertinent information about his life. “Don’t be mad at me, but I think we need to go to the hospital so I can get a few scans done.”
Yutong tenses up. “I knew you were acting off,” Yutong hisses. “Where are you hurt? What’s wrong?” he demands to know.
Zhan Yao winces. “How mad would you be if I said that that, to me, was our first kiss?”
Yutong swears and shoots out of bed. “Hospital! Now!”
#sci 谜案集#yaoyutong#tongyao#ficlets#well not exactly but y'all know what i mean#again this is a free for all so if anyone wants to make this better go for it#thewickling#asks
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So I decided to watch S.C.I after all, and guess what I found
Zhan Yao’s name card
And Zhao Yun Lan’s name card
Are basically the same!!!!
@asflowersfade look look!
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Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandom: S.C.I.谜案集 | S.C.I. Mystery (TV)
Relationship: Bai Yutong/Zhan Yao
Characters: Bai Yutong, Zhan Yao
Additional Tags: Smut, Shameless Smut, Power Bottom, Edging
Synposis: Two words and Zhan Yao is putty in Bai Yutong's hands.
Excerpt:
“Yao-ge,” says Yutong, sitting on the coffee table in front of Zhan Yao.
Zhan Yao blinks. His heart fills with suspicion. Slowly, he asks, “Why are you–”
Yutong slides to his knees. His breath brushes the front of Zhan Yao’s pants. Inclining his head, he asks, “Yao-ge?”
Zhan Yao mind spins. Those two words please to his ears, caressing him with their sweetness. With those two words his reason softens. Yutong had to be up to something but...
“Yao-ge.”
I got a post card from @sarah-yyy and decided to use my good mood to finish off a oneshot.
@weilongfu @audoldends @redfeathered @silvercrystal1 @mypheralside
#S.C.I.谜案集#SCI谜案集#S.C.I. 谜案集#SCI 谜案集#SCI Mystery#S.C.I. Mystery#Tongyao#YaoYutong#Bai Yutong#Zhan Yao#wick writes
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YaoYutong - supernatural creature AU
Bai Yutong
Zhan Yao (x)
In his long life Bai Yutong has seen many things. He has met common or strange supernatural creatures from all over the world, passing through his hometown Hong Kong. Has fought some, helped even more. He has seen the rises and fall of regimes, the development of world and people alike. He has seen the quick rises of power-hungry high born creatures to the top of their society. And their even quicker downfalls.
Being one of these high borns himself, it would be easy – and expected – to follow those power drunk ones on their way to success, in the twilight of codex and doctrines. But Bai Yutong? He prefers to follow his own accords, instead of being a slave to some shady codex. His life starts to get a lot more interesting, when he meets Zhan Yao, a mere human, so we believe, who just came back from a long journey. Back home. Back to Hong Kong. To the city, Bai Yutong calls his home, too.
Wihtout intention, Bai Yutong and Zhan Yao’s path keep crossing. There’s something special about this young man, Bai Yutong notices soon enough. Something strange. He can’t shake this odd feeling of remembrance, like both of them have once known each other. But that can’t be. Through the course of the last centuries, Bai Yutong has met thousands of faces. But never Zhan Yao’s. He would remember this face! He’s sure about it.Then why can’t he get rid of this feeling of connection?
He lacks an answer and decides to keep his distance. But this decision is not his to make. Life finds a way and keeps on throwing them into each other’s pathway’s. Like gravity does to comets and stars and planets. Something begins.
It’s when an overly motivated hunter mistakes Zhan Yao for one of Bai Yutong’s and attacks, that is the moment Bai Yutong has to make a decision.
But what if, saving his new found friend Zhan Yao doesn’t only mean, bringing himself into great danger, but also threatens the existence of the whole underworld? Is he willling to risk it all? And does he really know this man, enough to make such a call? Does this man even know himself?! What powers and mysteries may slumber within his alleged human form? Does he know about the dark, pumping through his veins and the ancient stories embedded in his blood and flesh? And how will it endanger Bai Yutong?
#YaoYutong#sci fanfic#sci 谜案集#sci au#sci谜案集#supernatural creatures#vampire!Bai Yutong#anyone want to know about Zhan Yao?#because DUDE we've got stuff prepared#story time!#(not prepared prepared lets be real but... we're getting there)
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Hi there! September 3rd any ship of your choice, please?
I may have went a little over board with this one? I wanted to post a little 10 lines idea pitch and suddenly this came to life. Whoopsie~ I hope you enjoy it @somewhatavidreader! thanks for asking ^^
send me a date and ship
YaoYutong - meet cute neighbors
Zhan Yao didn’t see itcoming. How could he? After all, the 25kg liveweight crashing against him fullspeed, came from behind. Sitting on the dusty park ground, an unpleasant stingpiercing through his bum and lower back, he isn’t sure what to expect,looking up from the ground at whatever just brought him down.
But a pair of ice blue eyesstaring down at him, isnt’ it.
In front of him, standsa grey-white dog. A husky maybe? Its tail starts wagging as it sees Zhan Yaolooking up at it. He certainly didn’t expect this.
He takes a look aroundbut can’t see any person acting like the dog’s owner. His eyes fall back to thedog, which is still standing in front of him, looking down expectantly, itstail still wagging blissfully.
Zhan Yao has never beena dog person. Or pet person, in general. His parents have never been in favorof it and it bled over into Zhan Yao’s adult life, as well. Besides, his job iskeeping him busy enough, with congresses across the country and classes toteach. Even if he would change his stance on pets, he wouldn’t have the timefor it anyway. So, he’s not in favor of pets or dogs in particular. And sittingon the ground with an unfamiliar big dog looming above him – doesn’t feel likethe nicest place to be right now!
A glimmer at the collarcatches Zhan Yao’s attention. Illuminated from the sunlight, a dog tag danglesfrom the dog’s collar, almost hidden by the dog’s fluffy fur. Careful not to startlethe dog, Zhan Yao stretches out his hand, letting the dog sniff it – that’swhat you are supposed to do before touching it, right? – which the dog happilyobliges to, practically melting into Zhan Yao’s touch. A small smile sneaksonto Zhan Yao’s face. He scratches the dogs head, slowly and carefully, beforereaching out for the dog tag. The front shows just one word, engraved incursive.
“Cerberus?” Zhan Yaoreads. The dog barks at its name – Zhan Yao looks closer at the dog – her name,wagging her tail even faster. Zhan Yao turns around the dog tag and frowns. Theaddress on it is from a far off space in the city. It’s highly unlikely thatthe dog – Cerberus – could get to this park on its own. Still with a leashattached to his collar, too.
With his eyes back onthe dog he tries to stand up. Two eyes follow his movements. But the dogdoesn’t move away from Zhan Yao. Bracinghis hurting back from the fall, Zhan Yao takes another look around the park,but still, no person seems to look for the dog.
“What am I supposed todo with you?”
He couldn’t just takehim to the address without a car, it would take too long. His original plan hadbeen, going home quickly to gather some files, he needed for the late afternoonmeeting, and then going back through the park to cut some time. But that hasbeen before a huge dog changed interrupted his walking. Low whining at Zhan Yao’sfeet makes him snap out of his thought process. Sure enough, Cerberus issitting at his feet, letting out little whiny sounds.
“Oh, well. I guess.”Zhan Yao leans down to pick up the leash, careful to stay away from Cerberus’snout. Just to be safe. His first hold fear of Cerberus maybe revolting againstthe unfamiliar person holding the leash, shows itself to be arbitrary. Ifanything, Cerberus is obedient as a little lamb. Surprised but pleased Zhan Yaoheads to his apartment complex.
It’s only a quick walkto his apartment. Half an hour later, they both are settled in in his flat,with Cerberus sleeping on the big white rag in the living room. By now Zhan Yaohas called the police station to report the found dog and also the veterinarianstation. His hopes of placing the dog under their care is quickly crushed as hetalks to the young man on the phone, who is eager to sell fostering the strayfor now, their shelter overflowing. If that’s not possible the shelters in thenext town would still have capacities.
After this news, he hascontacted the colleague, he had been planning on meeting later on, reschedulingtheir appointment for the other day.
With a sigh, he letshimself sink on the couch, leaning heavily against the cushions braced at thecouch’s back. This is not how he had envisioned his day just this morning. The unexpectedfeeling of a cold nose being pressed against his hand, makes him jump, pullingback his hand automatically. Cerberus doesn’t let it faze her, pressing herselfcloser against his legs, probably awaiting pets. After a moment of hesitationZhan Yao obliges. He can’t help it.
Zhan Yao has made peacewith going to have a dog for the next hours at least, so a bit later he takesCerberus outside, planning on getting the dog something to eat. While simultaneouslyhoping very adamantly that there are fully prepared dog meals. Not only for hisown safety, but also for the dog’s stomach’s sake.
The front door has notyet fallen shut completely, when a shout from the street captures hisattention.
“CERBERUS!”
Zhan Yao turns around,struggling to keep the suddenly jumping and yelping dog under control.
A man in a white sportsuit jogs up the stairs towards them, taking two steps at a time. As he comescloser, Zhan Yao can see the red, flushing the man’s cheeks. It looks like hehad been doing a lot of running lately, with the face flushed, and sweat visibleon his face. His eyes are what capturesZhan Yao’s attention, though. They have a weird wild shine to them.Instinctively Zhan Yao he tightens his grip on the leash, positioning himselfbetween the dog and the man. An action, Cerberus obviously disagrees with,trying desperately to get past him.
“Excuse me?”
The man comes to a stopin front of Zhan Yao, panting only just so slightly. For the first time now,his eyes actually jump up to Zhan Yao. He points at the dog.
“That’s Cerberus!”
Zhan Yao blinks at theman. He nods slowly. “That’s what the collar says.”
“That littlemutt of a dog, run away earlier, when I was walking her in the park! I’ve beenlooking for her ever since! Where did you find her?!”
Zhan Yao frowns,deliberating. Then, something clicks in his mind. “Ah! The police must havegiven you my address, right? I reported to them earlier, after she ran me overin the park down the street.”
“The police? Ah, no,I’m living over there. Number 118.” The man points at the house next door. ZhanYao follows the man’s direction, although it somehow is hard to take his eyes elsewhere.“I was just about to head home”, the man continues. ”and gather some morethings to appeal to her.” He’s pointing down at the dog, which has started topaw at his legs, desperate for attention. Reaching down, he pets her head. Asmile is covering his face. Zhan Yao finds it hard not to stare. Which is just…ridiculous.
A thought rushesthrough his mind.
“But the address on thetag is not 118.”
“No, she’s my sister’sdog. I’m just looking after her for the week.”
Zhan Yao nods. Thatmakes sense.
“You’ve honestly savedmy life!” The man exclaims, eyes shining brightly, just as his smile. “Mysister would have killed me. Right on the spot. If I would have lost her dog! Iwould most definitely be a dead man!”
Zhan Yao holds back alaugh. What an overdramatic guy! He’s acting as every word of his were true totheir cores and not some kind of hyperbole!
Zhan Yao watches theman stand up again, dusting off his hands on his trouser. He stirs. “I’m sorry,I haven’t introduced myself properly.” Zhan Yao looks at the outstretched handin front of him. “I’m Bai Yutong.” A smile is surrounding the man’s lips. It’san infectious kind of smile, Zhan Yao can’t help but return it. He attributes his reaction to be caused by theman’s general aura – he emits a certain kind of presence, some special kind ofconfidence, maybe cockiness even, Zhan Yao can’t help but describe itotherwise. It’s interesting.
He takes the offeredhand, after a momentary pause. “Zhan Yao.”
Bai Yutong’s handshakeis strong and firm. Zhan Yao wants to retreat his hand after the short exchange,but Bai Yutong doesn’t let go. A frown appears on Bai Yutong’s face, cloudinghis features.
“You’ve said, Cerberusran you over? Did you get hurt?” He’s actually looking concerned now, Zhan Yaothinks.
He blinks in surprise.“No, no. I’m fine.” He shoots their still entwined hands a look. “Eh.”
Bai Yutong immediatelylets go off his hand, as quickly as if he’s burnt himself. “Okay. Okay.”
Bai Yutong looks at hiswatch. “I gotta run now. I have an appointment in half an hour. The littlemiss’ breakout made a little strain on my time schedule.” Zhan Yao nods. Heknows exactly what Bai Yutong means. He hands over the leash, nodding firmly.
“Thank you again for savingmy life”, Bai Yutong says, taking the leash from Zhan Yao’s grip.
Half way down thesteps, Bai Yutong turns around once more, Cerberus at his heels. “Thank youagain. It was nice meeting you, Zhan Yao.”
Zhan Yao, lost for amoment, taken aback. He lets out a huff. “Likewise. And good luck with keepingan eye on Cerberus.”
Bai Yutong laughs. It’sa bright laugh, bellowing just so slightly, Zhan Yao thinks. A little wave andboth Bai Yutong and Cerberus disappear around the corner of the street. Andjust like that he’s alone on the stairs. Left without anything to do. When hebreaks out of his thoughts, he gets out his key and lets himself inside again.What a day, this has been, he thinks. What a crazy day for sure.
And if he believes thisstory to be over, he would be mistaken. But Zhan Yao being Zhan Yao, is anintelligent fella. He knows better than that.
(Bai Yutong will comeback the next day, with a little thank you gift.)
(They meet up a lotmore after this. Magic of the universe)
(Zhan Yao willeventually meet Bai Yutong’s older sister. When he does, he will realize withterror, that Bai Yutong’s claim of his sister’s deadly wrath over the lost dog,was true and not a little bit overdramatic. Who would have guessed? He quicklylearns to never come on Miss Bai’s bad side. Never.)
#YaoYutong#somewhatavidreader#prompt fill#SCI 谜案集#SCI Mystery#sci fic#I wrote a thing#maybe one day I will take this up again polish it and turn it into a real au#but by saying that I have probably jinxed it#oh my
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