There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302: Chapter 294. Lethargy

When Zein opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the car. In fact, it was no longer night. He was snuggly tucked inside a blanket, lying on the comfortable and warm bed.

Squinting his eyes, Zein saw the sunlight had poured into the bedroom, and realized he had spent almost twelve hours sleeping.

Was he really that tired? Zein dragged his body up and felt heavy, almost as if he was fresh out of a burnout. Not exactly that much, but he felt pretty lethargic--which was weird because he expected he would wake up feeling refreshed after such a long sleep. Was he actually sleeping too long?

He got out of bed and moved his shoulder around, and unfortunately, he didn’t have significant sore muscles. He just felt tired, basically, like someone at the end of their long day of work.

A long day...

Ah, well...probably because he did have a long day yesterday; the one that was mentally taxing. He must have been sleeping so deeply that he didn’t even wake up after they arrived, and Bassena had to carry him from the unit’s garage to the bedroom.

Unlike him, Bassena was as energetic as ever, already moving around in the kitchen as usual--which had become a habit now--as if he wasn’t just driving long distances just a few hours before. But then again, he was an esper.

"Morning, sleepy head," Bassena greeted the guide without turning around from the kitchen station. But he raised his brow when he felt a weight on his back. He turned his head to look behind his shoulder and saw the black hair pressed on his back. "Are you alright?"

"Mm," the guide mumbled against his shirt. "Just feeling a bit tired."

Bassena turned off the stove and shifted carefully, turning around to face the guide. Zein almost did not budge, though, so now the tousled black hair was pressed on his chest. He wrapped his arms around the lean waist, and Zein snuggled his head more in the crook of his neck.

Oh? What was this sudden clingy behavior? Bassena thought he was the only one who could act clingy but...this is nice.

"Well, we did a lot yesterday," Bassena grinned, enjoying the rare moment that felt like a reward, nuzzling his face in the black hair.

No--it wasn’t even rare. It was a once-in-a-bluemoon kind of event. It was like those ultimate hidden cutscenes from the dating game Han Shin and Reina forced him to play last year.

"You smell good," Zein mumbled on his neck.

"What kind of smell?"

"Food,"

Bassena let out a hearty laugh. "Wait for a bit, I’m almost done. Ah--I made you a smoothie, so have that first while you wait..."

Hmm...yeah, it was a nice, peaceful morning--Zein nodded while slowly pulling away from the esper. He found himself in hesitation, however, because Bassena was so warm and nice, exactly like a blanket. For his lethargic body, the esper felt like heaven.

So he was pulling away really slowly, kissing the esper’s jaw while doing so until Bassena laughed softly and captured his lips directly. It felt more and more like a reward for being a good boyfriend--or a good driver--yesterday.

Such a perfect morning; a warm hug and a slow kiss. But there was an unfinished cooking behind them and Zein was hungry from skipping dinner last night, so they reluctantly parted.

Bassena didn’t take long to finish the meat curry he had been making since dawn because he decided to not sleep and was getting bored. "Here, eat a lot and get some energy," he said, putting a lot of warm curry over white rice, filled with nice, aromatic spice.

It looked good, it tasted good, and Zein was hungry. But he couldn’t eat a lot. Unlike the time when he actually felt tired from burnout and could eat thrice his usual portion, he had to work hard to finish just a plate this time.

"That’s it?" Bassena raised his brow. Zein usually ate a lot even on normal days; it was his habit to eat his fill when he got food.

"I think I slept too long," Zein reasoned. "It’s delicious, though."

The amber eyes narrowed. "Are you truly alright?" he asked carefully. He knew it was a rough journey yesterday, emotionally, so he thought it might affect the guide’s body too. "Perhaps you should take a day off?"

"No, it’s alright," Zein stood up and stretched his back. "Abel is still going to be absent until next week, so I should be there."

Who knows what those chicks would do if both of their Chiefs were absent. They had already been left alone without supervision for the past three days.

"They can do without you for another day," Bassena shrugged. "What’s the use of having a deputy?"

Zein chuckled and patted the esper’s cheek. "It’s fine. I’ll get rest if it got too tired," he said in compromise. "I just...think I shouldn’t stay still right now."

Ah...

Bassena almost forgot. Zein was the type who distracted himself with work. No matter how fine he looked, or how nice everything seemed to be in the end yesterday, there would still be sorrow remaining. Just like how Bassena used to beat his private training chamber when he had a lot on his mind, Zein had to work to rid himself of the persisting sadness.