Seventeen

Yibo's Pov.

As we neared the main building someone called out to us. It was Cheng. It looked like he was playing Frisbee with some of his friends.

"Come over here." He said, tossing up a little wave. I looked to Zhan and he looked back at me before heading toward them.

"You guys wanna join in?" Asked one of what I assume were Cheng's friends.

"Is it okay?" I question softly. I didn't want to intrude on their game.

"The more the merrier." A girl shrugged.

"Sure, I'm game." Zhan replied.

"We'll be getting crushed by Mr. Sports over here though." The girl teased, spinning her back to us and striding a few yards away. Zhan chortled with a grin, jogging a good distance away from everyone. I took a few steps back and prepared for the Frisbee. It has been a while since I've done any sort with anyone like this. I hope it's okay for me to be playing with them. They didn't seem to mind at least.

With a quick flick of the wrist, the girl passed it to Cheng. I was passed to next. Surprisingly I managed to throw it to Zhan. I don't know how to play all that well, yet I was able to pass it! I was smiling throughout the rest of the game.

With every gust of wind, Zhan's unusual scent would travel with the wind and envelop my nose. It always makes me feel so relaxed. If I had to describe it I would say it smells like the night forest, with a light smell of flowers.

While lost in thought I didn't notice the Frisbee heading straight for my face. It hit my forehead and fell to the ground. It honestly didn't hurt that much though.

"Sorry guys, I got a little distracted." I apologize, chuckling shyly. Zhan came over to check if I was alright "Are you okay?"

"Mhmm" I nod, assuring him I was fine. "Alright, next time keep your eyes open!" He commanded. A grin crawled onto my face.

Things started to get a little heated when Cheng, Zhan, and the other guy got into the game. The girl and I were hardly able to keep up. By the time we were finished, I couldn't feel my legs, and I was out of breath. Who knew Frisbee could be so intense? All in all I wasn't too shabby. I usually suck at things, though I guess I just assume that since I never really try them.

The only reason they stopped was that a guy ended up tossing the Frisbee into the ocean. He got an earful from the girl while the rest of us just laughed.

"Let's get something to drink." The girl suggested. I was on board with this idea, obviously with me and her being so worn out. The others agreed and went on ahead, leaving me behind. I was too exhausted to keep up so I didn't try. I'm really out of shape. Even with the occasional walks, I get in, it isn't enough. Zhan stayed behind with me though. It made me very happy. Next thing I knew he was bending over putting his arms behind him.

"Hop on." He said, turning his head to smile at me. I gawked at him trying to understand his intentions.

"C'mon, hop on! I'll give you a piggyback ride to the food hall." He explained, nudging his head in the direction of the food hall. I- Is he serious, is he okay with it?

"Are you... sure?" I ask hesitantly.

"Yeah, get on Yibo." He confirmed. I crept over to his side and remembered something on the way.

"W-What about your back?" I question, remembering what happened the other day. He stood up and lifted his shirt.

"How does it look?" He asked, trying to check for himself. My heart sped up as I watched him pull his shirt up. I wasn't prepared for this situation. I managed to get a hold of myself when I saw the bruises on his back. The gilt came rushing back.

"It looks better than before, but it's still a little bruised." I inform, quietly.

"I feel fine. Hop on!" He pressed, losing his patients. I did as he said and got on. I laid my head on his back and wrapped my arms around his stomach. I could feel his abs through the fabric of his shirt. They were so defined that it made it easy to feel them. He lifted me by my thighs and held a firm grip. Today I decided to wear shorts since the weather was heating, so Zhan was grabbing my bare thighs. His touch had me quivering. His hands gripping my soft thighs felt blissful. I'm thankful I was able to hold back a whimper. It would've been a little awkward.

I noticed we were moving at twice the pace than earlier. I guess I was holding us back. Soon the food hall was in sight. Zhan entered the door, and we spotted Cheng and his friends standing next to the vending machine already with their drinks. They smiled when they saw Zhan giving me a piggyback. He let me down and made his way over to the machine.

"I'm buying yours." He informed me, not giving me a choice. He raised his hand signaling me to stay quiet. He knew me too well

"Thank you, Zhan." I muttered. Gosh, I felt like I was his girlfriend, being treated this way. It honestly didn't bother me, quite the opposite actually. What I wouldn't do to be his boyfriend. The thoughts crossing my mind had me red. It was embarrassing being seen like this in public, but no one paid any mind to it, maybe they didn't even notice. I guess I'm just being too self-conscious.

"Hey, why didn't you treat us to drinks?" The guy whined.

"You ran off without us, remember?" Zhan fired back, playfully. A look of guilt crossed their faces, along with a smile. Zhan handed me a can of the lemonade I loved. It brought a smile to my face knowing that he noticed how much I liked it. This time he got himself a can of root beer. I'd have to steal a sip of that. I mentally chuckled at the idea.

"So where are we heading now?" Zhan asked, looking over to Cheng. He shrugged.

"How about we go to that place near the beach I told you about." The girl spoke to Cheng

"Yeah, that's a good idea." He agreed.

"Alright, lead the way." Zhan said, in a husky voice. With that everyone was out the door. The others chatted with each other while I just followed behind them, silent. I was having a lot of fun though