Lanzhan finds himself in need of an Omega when his Nie Country visa application is denied and he's threatened with deportation. His quiet assistant, Weiying, just so happens to have dual citizenship. The problem? Making sure their romance is believa...
Weiying gathered up His change of clothes and ducked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind His. He set His clothing down on the wide counter before He splashed cool water over His face. Already He was a bundle of nerves. This next week was going to be fun.
Out in the bedroom, Lanzhan tugged his shirt off over his head before he pulled on a fresh white t-shirt, adding an Army Green jacket on top of it. He debated on tucking his shirt into his jeans.
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A few minutes later, Weiying stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in jeans and an oversized black sweater that complemented His eyes. His hair over His shoulder and even applied a little makeup. But His skin looked pallid and His eyes seemed to be too wide in his face. Lanzhan frowned and stepped over to him.
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“Hey, are you feeling okay?” he asked, concerned about coloring his voice.
He blinked up at him. “Yeah, I’m great. Fantastic, actually. Why?”
Lanzhan arched his brow at His. “You just seem a little...on edge, is all.”
To his surprise, Weiying narrowed his eyes on him and planted his hands on his hips.
“I’m fine ,” He sniped. “I’m just about to go get fitted for my wedding Tux while my mom hammers out the final details of our big day, which is all fake , might I mention, and if this goes south then I’m going to jail and I just—”
“Hey, hey, hey,” Lanzhan said soothingly. He put his hands on His shoulders and gave Him a gentle shake. “Take a deep breath. In through your nose, out through your mouth. Come on. Do it.”
Weiying gave him a skeptical look, but after a moment, He did as he said.
“Repeat,” he told him, and He did.
Weiying took more deep, steadying breaths until His heart resumed its normal pace in His chest and His stomach didn’t feel so tight. Lanzhan gave him a once-over before he nodded approvingly and let his hands fall to his sides.
“Better?” he asked.
Weiying nodded. “Yeah, thanks.” He gave him a curious look. “Where did you learn to do that?”
