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Day 1
Xiao Zhan calls Yibo the moment he hears about him not feeling well.
“Wang Yibo, are you alright?”
“Good morning, Zhan-ge. I slept so long. I think I met Buddha. I’ve become enlightened.”
“Now that you’re sick, you’re insufferable.”
“Zhan-ge~ I’m sick, you can’t bully me like this.”
As if Wang Yibo doesn’t bully him constantly on a normal day.
“Are you feeling better?”
“What do you mean, I’ve been feeling amazing this whole time.”
It’s a blatant lie. Xiao Zhan hadn’t been able to assess Yibo’s condition himself, but if he was bad enough to cancel work and return home to Beijing, it must’ve been rough. He’s heard it was nausea and exhaustion, and Lele had to practically carry him from the car to the apartment because he fell asleep and couldn’t quite wake up all the way.
“Don’t lie to me.”
“Alright, fine. Lele brought me some food earlier and I managed to eat most of it. Didn’t throw up at all. The body aches aren’t so bad anymore and I managed to get out of bed and clean up a little.”
“Aiyoh, you shouldn’t be working.”
“It was just putting away the clothes in my luggage, calm down. Are you between takes right now?”
“We’re taking a ‘brunch break’.”
“Wow, they’re spoiling you!”
“Well, they know I have someone important to check up on.”
The director has constantly stated that Xiao Zhan can call for a break whenever he needs to, and Liu-jie has been keeping a faithful eye on both hers and Xiao Zhan’s phones in case someone contacts either of them.
The lunch break was going to happen, but it seemed to be a bit earlier than before— probably to give Xiao Zhan the time he needed to call.
“Oh, Jianguo is doing just fine, I called your parents earlier.”
This man is the biggest brat in the world. How Xiao Zhan puts up with it on the daily, he will never know.
“Wang Yibo.”
“Hehe—“ his only consolation is that Yibo genuinely does sound better than he did last night, all groggy and achy and genuinely suffering. If teasing Xiao Zhan is a sign or recovery or makes him feel even the slightest bit better when he’s feeling off, he’ll endure it a thousand times over. “If I’m not taking a nap, I’m on my phone playing games or scrolling through Weibo— you should see what everyone is saying. I’m fine, Zhan-ge, I swear.”
“Alright. I’m going to go eat dinner now. I’ll let you know when I’m back to work but text Liu-jie if you need anything from me.”
“Alright, alright! Go eat your food. Finish everything.”
Aiyo even when the man himself is sick he still finds the energy to nag about something. Like an old grandma.
“Whatever.”
“Zhan-ge! I mean it! I’m going to ask Liu-jie and if she tells me that you—“
Xiao Zhan hangs up.
2:53 PM
On break, how are you?
Lai-jie and Lele brought me lunch and we ate together, I talked to Xuan-ge, and stared longingly at my skateboard
Wang Yibo, don’t you dare
Relax
Lele threatened to steal my trucks off the board if I even dared to try skating
Good.
MEANIES.
6:40 PM
I just woke up from a FAT nap, I think I could probably outrace my motorcycle right now
I asked Lele if I could go outside, even just for a walk, and he gave a firm no so I’m bored
9:48 PM
Ge
Ge
Wang Yibo you know I’m working
I know I just want to bother you between takes
…
<33
Ok
Ok so I’ve been thinking
Oh no
Should I call the hospital?
Ha ha.
But seriously
I think we should adopt a pet bird.
…
Like one thAT TALKS
AND CAN COPY THE THINGS WE SAY
I’m going to go back to work now.
NO
ZHAN-GE COME BACK HERE.
I’M SO SERIOUS RIGHT NOW
IMAGINE A PARROT SINGING WUJI
IMAGINE A LITTLE PARROT NAMED SESAME RAPPING WUGAN
I’m going to block you
I’m on my way home right now.
You’re coming to the apartment?
Yeah, is that fine?
Yes, I’m not contagious or anything
Pick up some food <3
No
Thank you
I said no
But you’re going to do it anyways because you love me
…
Yeah
Day 2
11:33 AM
Thank you for cooking breakfast, Baobei, I know you were probably late to work because of it.
Have a nice day filming!
I promise I’ll nap like you told me to.
2:55 PM
On break, going to call.
Yibo picks up on the first ring, a sign that he had been on his phone and not napping like he should have been.
“Hey, how are you fee—“
“You don’t need to check up on me every few hours, Zhan-ge. I’m sick, not dying.”
“Aiyo, Wang Yibo, don’t even joke about that,” Xiao Zhan scolds, just a tad bit harsher than he means to. He can’t be blamed, really, when the last time Yibo was incapacitated enough to quit working, he collapsed entirely and had to be sent to the hospital. Call it PTSD or just his extreme overprotective nature (especially in all matters regarding one Wang Yibo) but Yibo and illnesses just don’t go well together.
“You literally just left four hours ago, what could have possibly changed in that amount of time?”
“Don’t question me. What have you been up to?”
“I video called into the road show for a bit, just to say hi to the fans so they don’t feel like they’re completely missing out. I’m tired now.”
If he admits it so readily, he must really be feeling tired. Yibo's the type of person to physically and verbally suppress everything like he thinks his words might make it a reality. A fact that haunts Xiao Zhan to no end when he's trying to assess how Yibo truly feels over texts or voice messages.
“Cause you’ve probably been on your phone and not napping like you’re supposed to be.”
“Says the one talking on the phone right now instead of working like a responsible adult.”
“I’m trying to take care of you and you’re scolding me for being attentive. Aiyo! Go back to sleep, you menace!”
“Alright, alright, have fun filming.”
“Let me know when you wake up.”
5:20 PM
Woke up, going to try making something quick to eat
I promise I won’t ruin your nice pots and pans.
8:23 PM
Are you sure whatever you make won’t just make you more sick? Lmao.
I’m on my way home
Free to call ?
Yeah that’s fine
“Wei.”
“You don’t have to come back home, you know. It’s much too long a drive from the set.”
“You’re in Beijing and you’re sick, you expect me to sleep in a hotel when you’re just a few miles away and suffering?”
“But still, you worked for so long, you shouldn’t—”
“If our positions were reversed, you would be doing the exact same thing,” Xiao Zhan counters.
Yibo shuts up, his argument effectively nullified. He can’t say anything else because he knows it’s true. He might’ve even dropped a whole schedule just to be with Xiao Zhan. Because while Yibo tends to get sick pretty often and tends to just power through the minor ones, Xiao Zhan rarely ever gets sick but it knocks him down pretty good. As a result, Yibo gets pretty panicked.
“You are feeling better, though?”
“Yeah. I’m going back to work tomorrow, my plane ticket has already been bought.”
“That’s great.”
Well, not exactly great. Yibo was still a little warm to the touch when Xiao Zhan woke up next to him this morning. If he had it his way, Yibo would have at least another day off. Maybe a whole week. But that would simply be impossible.
“Babe! Babe!”
Xiao Zhan immediately recognizes the mischief in Wang Yibo’s voice.
“Wang Yibo, no.”
“I got an IV infusion today.”
“What?! I thought it wasn’t that bad—“
“I got an IV drip of love~”
“Wang Yibo—“