"Come sit here," Hao tapped on his lap.
But Yue shook his head as a no.
After that, Yue ate his lunch and then he rested for an hour.
And then at night, he woke up, ate his dinner, and then talked about something with Hao and walked around the room.
Days passed like this. And one week passed. In this one week, Hao pampered Yue much more than anyone.
Time was paused for both of them like that. And after a whole week—
One morning, when Yue woke up, he saw that Hao was sitting on the bed, showing his back to him. It felt strange to Yue.
"Your Majesty?"
When Yue called, and he turned around, just from his gaze, Yue knew it was not the main personality now.
Yue quickly tried to get down from the bed, but it was too late, because that personality had already grabbed Yue by his waist from behind.
"What are you doing? Let me go."
But Hao didn't loosen his grip at all. Instead, he pulled Yue back on the bed again, pushing him down and pouncing on him.
