Chapter 2

The day he saw Skeleton, was in a night in a small, backward village in the mountain.

That day the weather was not good, the mountain road was very difficult to travel on. Wither wounded, with his subordinates seeking shelter from the rain in the corner of the village.

"Boss, you're injured, please stay here for a while..."

"Now there is no medicine to treat the wound anywhere. The rain is getting heavier and heavier, we don't even have a way to contact the people outside, if we continue to move forward, I'm afraid it will be very dangerous."

"I hire you guys to be bodyguards, not just standing here watching! Get out now!"

That day, they wore black western clothes, and they still had big and small injuries on their bodies, so no one in the village dared to help them.

Wither: "How can this little injury stop me! If we can't contact the outside, then we have to find a way out of this desolate village! Let's go!"

~Creak~

Skeleton appeared at that time. His subordinates warily turned to look at him. His hair at that time was as long as that of a lady, a white shirt with a slight yellow tint, wrapped around his body, revealing his thin and weak body.

He looked like he had just come back from the river, his pants were pulled up to reveal his calves, and he was drenched in water, like white tofu picked up from the water. 

The beautiful appearance and the desolate and arid surroundings did not match at all.

As soon as he entered the village, he froze when he saw them, two round eyes, a little innocent looking at them.

Skeleton panicked when he saw his "self" when he was young, quickly backed away in shock but unfortunately tripped on a slippery road, e lost his footing and fell. His hands were on the ground, his eyes wide in surprise.

"Boss...?"

Wither's gaze stayed on him for a long time, the devil made him wave.

Wither: "Unexpectedly, in a remote village, this wretched..."

This...? Why would be this face?! 

His tender fingers flexibly massaged at his ear rim: "...It is possible to meet this "little canary".

He bent down, put out his hand and said gently: "Come with me."

...

~2 year later~

"Long time no see."

"The collab-oration last time..."

"Did Mr. Wither come?"

"Right, he's over there!"

Skeleton at the banquet, wearing a beautiful white outfit, suits him very well. People around are all complimenting and complimenting.

"He's amazing, Wither, where did you find this little beauty? Look how soft and immature his skin is."

"He looks like a certain young master, but he isn't."

Skeleton was chaotic by the surrounding sound, instinctively wanted to open his mouth to respond, but his throat only emitted a low low beam that was completely inaudible.

"..."

He woke up with a bit of sarcasm curling the corners of his mouth, almost forgetting. He is now not the boss of the other business, but a "canary" brought back by Wither. Feeling a little uncomfortable inside.

"That's Mr. Wither right..."

"Holder of Wither corporation is really not easy to tease...

"Shush! You don't want him to hear being talked about behind his back, right?"

Wither was talking to other businesses, wrapping his arms around his back and stroking his cheek, pulling him closer.

"The person next to him is really a extreme..."

"Even though he's a beautiful, he's just a possession of Mr. Wither only."

When he saw the two of them passing by, he "shhh..." a sound, signaling the other to shut his mouth. But those words were all heard by Skeleton. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, eyes sharp with annoyance.

...

Sometime...

Something people can't forget...

It's probably their own face.

Just simply looking without carving it into the heart.

And it's so "lucky" that I can see myself with my own eyes...

When I was still young...

"I, Wither, after a car accident, was rebirth back to when I was 30, but not reincarnated into my own body, instead, I was rebirth in someone's body name Skeleton."

And on that night, I met "Myself" at the age of 30.

I don't know whether to be happy or sad anymore...

Skeleton muses, as he calmly washes his hands. Those words just now made him angry.

"Possession..."

Skeleton gave a sarcastic smile as he looked in the mirror.

"Hah...Oh, Wither, look at yourself, as owner of the corporation can reincarnated into an object that others can control at will...as a possession..."

~Clack~

As soon as Wither opened the door, he immediately stood up straight, not moving.

Wither: "Skeleton, what are you mumbling there all alone?"

Wither asked as he approached him. Skeleton just shook his head, relaxed his eyes, left it to him.

He came behind him, hugging his soft body.

Here is Wither,

And I am just a Skeleton, a young boy who appeared in that remote village.

Become a possession that he controls at will.

Wither: "Why aren't you talking?"

Wither got closer to him: "Are you tired?"

Get away from me!!!

Skeleton didn't dare express his discomfort on the outside.

Wither leaned close to Skeleton's ear, lowering his voice to seduce: "I feel like leaving, let's go."

Skeleton felt his breath right next to his ear, made him blush a little when Wither suddenly leaned closer.

As soon as Wither finished speaking, he grabbed his hand and pulled him away.

This bastard....!

The banquet ended in a boring way, he hugged Skeleton's slender shoulders and got into the car while everyone was saying goodbye to him.

...

"What did you just say?" - He ask.

Skeleton just shook his head, then lowered his eyes and didn't answer. Following the movement of his head, the hair on the nape fell on the snow-white skin of his neck, on top of his twisted, seductive flesh. Wither really couldn't restraint, restraint was not his forte, so he followed his own will.

Wither immediately moved closer, about to kiss his neck, when the other person stiffened, reflexively conditioned to dodge.

Not again!

Wither was a little unhappy, Skeleton no matter how he dodged, he couldn't escape that big hand.

Wither carrying heavy emotions, coldly said: "Why are you avoiding me? Been with me for so long, still won't let me kiss?"

Skeleton's face turned white, soft little fingers curled into a fist, biting his lips, eyes wide and innocent looking to one side.

He's angry...

I understand "myself" very well now.

Occasional mood swings are fine but there's a limit...

The best way to make him less angry and forgive me is to...

Show an impression of weakness...!

His expression was now clearly weak and white, very much like a frightened canary.

Wither is unbearable and begins to become soft hearted.

Wither moved a little closer to him, reaching out to rub his face. This time Skeleton didn't dodge anymore, but only lowered his head in fear, and began to tremble slightly. His eyes were both large and round, the black pupils carry a sparkling, wet light, make Wither's chest heat up, want to hug him in his chest and massaged.

Wither seems to have a reaction in his heart.

He lifted Skeleton's chin and kissed him lightly on his trembling lips.

Skeleton looked at the face of the person in front of him getting closer and closer, his eyes widened slightly, the depths of those eyes were filled with anger and disgust, unable to resist him. After the kiss was over, his helpless hands rested on Wither's shoulders.

"Obediently listen to me, isn't it better?"

Skeleton only hummed a sound, his voice was beautiful, his voice was weak and fragile, like a small canary, sweet and easy to hear.

...

The moon tonight is so bright, the blue moon shines into the room, it looks blurry, making the scene even more beautiful and quiet.

Wither lifts Skeleton's chin, commands: "Sing to me, my canary."

Skeleton looks at the person in front of him, getting closer and closer, his pupils are diffused, he couldn't anger and disgust.

I never thought that,

I will hate myself like that.

I am Wither.

But now, I am Skeleton.

I am bound by "Myself"

And became "my own" canary in the cage.

I really want to...

                                      Escape.

...

Question section:

                                 If you could meet yourself, what would you say first?

        A. Oh~ I'm pretty myself!

        B. I [startle]!!!

         C. ???

         D. Reply now~

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If there's something wrong with the expression, please tell me so I can correct it, I'm not very good at English. 😊

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