[1.4] Teacher Yan Feiyu

Ming Yichen slowly opened his eyes as the morning sunlight's harsh rays touched his handsome face. 'Why were the curtains open...?' he thought with furrowed eyebrows. 

He raised his hand in an attempt to cover his eyes, but was suddenly swatted away by another hand. Ming Yichen looked up at that someone with narrowed eyes. "Huh...?"

"Wake up already. We have classes today." Yan Feiyu was looming over Ming Yichen, casting shadows on Ming Yichen's lying body. There was a faint scowl in his face.

Ming Yichen scanned Yan Feiyu's fresh face and wet hair first before looking down at the loose fabric on his body.

This uniform...

"Is that mine?" Ming Yichen asked curiously, pointing at the uniform Yan Feiyu was currently wearing.

Yan Feiyu raised an eyebrow at him. "You have a problem with that?" He then placed his hands on his waist. "I had to borrow some of your clothes because I didn't have any spare time to go home. I'll give them back to you after washing them, okay?"

Ming Yichen shook his head at him with a small smile. "No, it's okay. I have a lot of them, anyway."

Yan Feiyu scoffed at that. Of course, he knew. He just checked the young master's closet and saw ten uniforms. Seriously, why does he have a lot of them? You only go to school five days a week!

"Then, my underwear...?" Ming Yichen suddenly whispered to the volleyball player. His fair cheeks were slightly painted pink. He was actually embarrassed to ask about this, but his curiosity got the better of him.

Yan Feiyu nodded nonchalantly. "I borrowed that too. If you're a germophobe, I'll just buy you a new one of the same brand and size," he offered generously. This generosity only comes once a month, though.

Ming Yichen simply nodded his head with pursed lips. Nonetheless, he was quite happy that their partnership turned into something like borrowing clothes, like what brothers and friends do. It was a good development!

"Take a quick bath first, then let's go down together to cook breakfast in the kitchen," Yan Feiyu commanded him with a lazy voice. His eyes were lightly staring at his wealthy partner. "I tried going down earlier, but I just discovered that you did not have a cook."

"Uhm, that. The original body seems to hate outsiders coming inside his mansion, so he cooks for himself," Ming Yichen answered while fiddling with the edge of his blanket. A slight frown appeared on his face as he pondered over a new problem. "I don't know how to cook, though."

Yan Feiyu scoffed. "Of course you don't. I'll cook instead. Hurry up!"

"Oh, okay!" Ming Yichen hastily removed himself from the bed and rushed to the bathroom with excited steps. It was his first time having someone cook for him aside from their personal chefs! He was secretly looking forward to it. 

Yan Feiyu watched all of Ming Yichen's actions before heaving a deep sigh. No matter how he looks at it, Ming Yichen was like a child, getting thrilled over interaction with others. Such a pure soul actually had to be stuck with him? 

... 

"There's nothing inside the fridge. Let's shop first," Yan Feiyu said after opening the large refrigerator, a frown tugging at his pink lips. "It just so happened that you ran out of stocks. What bad luck!" 

Ming Yichen guiltily pursed his lips. "Sorry. I didn't check yesterday." 

"Of course you couldn't. You were sick. Stop blaming yourself and come here. Thankfully, we woke up earlier. We still have two hours before our classes start," Yan Feiyu muttered while pulling Ming Yichen's arm with him. 

He was convinced to simply guide this gullible Ming Yichen into being human. In Yan Feiyu's eyes, a human Ming Yichen would be so much better to be with than a robotic one. 

"Hmm!" Ming Yichen's joyful hum and curled eyes expressed just how much he's enjoying Yan Feiyu's company at the moment. 

Ming Yichen was wise enough to use his resources to get things done easier. They brought Ming Yichen's driver to send them off to the nearest convenience store. 

Yan Feiyu and Ming Yichen entered the store with light steps, the bell attached to the door ringing at their arrival. Ming Yichen has been to convenience stores before, but he was usually alone while doing so. Today, though, felt especially different as he was with a companion. 

Yan Feiyu took a deep breath before he grabbed a basket for them to put in what they wanted to buy. He looked back at Ming Yichen with a casual glance. "What do you want to eat for breakfast?" 

"Hotdogs," Ming Yichen blurted out without even thinking. Upon realization, he pursed his lips and tried to change his request. "Uhm, veggies." 

Yan Feiyu continued walking as Ming Yichen followed him from behind. "How long has it been since you ate hotdogs, Ming Yichen?" he asked while scanning the prices of the oil on the rack. 

"When I was eight." 

Yan Feiyu instantly turned around at Ming Yichen's honest and simple answer. "Over a decade ago?" he whispered in disbelief. "That long?" 

"Diet is important," Ming Yichen tried to reason out. "Hotdogs had lots of preservatives."

Yan Feiyu touched his forehead in exasperation. "God, you've missed out on things your whole life! I'm going to feed you hotdogs today, whether you like it or not!" Yan Feiyu had a stern expression on his face as he picked up a pack of hotdogs for him. 

Ming Yichen's ears turned slightly red at Yan Feiyu's jest. 'I like it, though. I would definitely like hotdogs.' 

"Add some spicy ketchup, as well," Ming Yichen added with a sheepish grin. "For better heart health." 

Yan Feiyu inwardly rolled his eyes at that. "Are you an engineering student or a nutrionist?" 

"I'm an engineering student." 

"Ugh, whatever." Ming Yichen's innocence is going to choke Yan Feiyu to death. 

When Yan Feiyu finally finished gathering enough ingredients for today's breakfast, they stopped by the counter to have it billed. 

Ming Yichen swiftly took out his black card to give it to Yan Feiyu. 

The shameless Yan Feiyu did not hesitate to accept it. He used Ming Yichen's card to pay for the bills with a casual smile. He wasn't guilty about it since whatever they bought was for Ming Yichen anyway. Well, a part of it is for his own meal too.

Ming Yichen was glad that Yan Feiyu did not reject his generous offer and was happily carrying the paper bag where it contained all of what they had shopped for. 

The driver then sent them back to the mansion without saying a word. 

They hurriedly entered the kitchen and placed the bag on the table with an audible thud. "Ming Yichen, come and help me with this one." Yan Feiyu did not hesitate to use this opportunity to immerse the engineering robot in human affairs. "Watch and learn, okay?" 

"Okay." Ming Yichen obediently nodded his head with an eager expression on his handsome face. His phoenix eyes were curled into crescents as he stood beside Yan Feiyu, who was currently wearing an apron. 

"You wear one, too." Yan Feiyu threw him an extra apron that he found in the cabinet. 

Ming Yichen caught it with precision before pasting it on himself. He awkwardly glanced at Yan Feiyu. "Can you help me with this, please? I don't know how to tie it properly from the back." 

"Wow, are you a baby boy? Geez, no one taught you how to do this?" Yan Feiyu commented as he grabbed the apron from Ming Yichen's fair hand before wearing it for him. He then tied it up from behind, probably too tight since Ming Yichen's back flinched a little bit. 

"My nanny always did it for me when I was younger. I had a chef too, so there's no need for me to wear aprons," Ming Yichen answered weakly. 

Yan Feiyu moved from Ming Yichen's back to face him. "Well then. Starting today, you have to learn things for yourself. Your nanny and chef won't be here with us until we can go back, and I'm not willing enough to do things for you all the time, so you better pick things up fast whenever I teach you like the genius that you are, understood?" 

Ming Yichen bobbed his head up and down. 

Yan Feiyu was satisfied with this. "Good. Now, watch me heat up the oil." 

Thus, Yan Feiyu and Ming Yichen spent most of their time on cooking tutorials and the basics of plating. After that, they ate their breakfast and went to school together. 

They were both tall and good-looking, so they couldn't help but attract attention from some students. 

"They're going to school together now?" 

"This is surprising! What if..." 

"Hey, I know what you're thinking! They're not in 'that' kind of relationship, okay?" 

"Meh, who knows? Maybe they swing that way!" 

The two straight varsity players were unaware of the uprising issue of their sexuality as they parted ways. If it was Ming Yichen who heard of this humor, he would probably tilt his head at them and ask, "Why?" like a lost child. And if someone would explain it to him, he would probably shy away with heated cheeks, saying they weren't like that. He simply wanted to be friends with Yan Feiyu, not in 'that' kind of relationship! 

And if Yan Feiyu heard of this, his face would probably turn green. It's not that he has something against gay people. But he can't really imagine himself smooching Ming Yichen! Ptui! Gross!