Villain Saving System (BL)

"R—Regius..." Jillian breathed shakily as he sought Lu Yizhou’s eyes, terrified.

Cyrus had stepped in right in the nick of time to stop the sword with his bare hand. His sleeve slipped down, revealing pale skin covered in hard silver scales and pointed nails. After he gently yanked the sword out of Jillian’s hand, Luan took over the blade at its hilt and sheathed it back. But none could pay attention to them right now.

Jillian was shaken terribly, his fingertips shaking where it was loosely curled into a fist. Just a little bit more... Just a little bit more and he would have driven the sword into Regius’ chest with his own hands. "Why...?" His voice was strained and the rims of his eyes reddened even more.

The hurt that bled through that one word struck Lu Yizhou a blow more painful than if his chest was pierced through with the sword. He didn’t flinch, but that was a near thing.

"That’s right!" Izher stepped out behind him and pointed at his chest. Anger colored his face. "Why the hell are you standing in front of me?! If he wanted to stab me, then let him do it! I really hate it when you think that it’s okay to get hurt to protect me!"

Lu Yizhou let out a heavy sigh. "You know I can’t just watch and do nothing." That sentence successfully forced the words back into Izher’s throat. Turning to Jillian, Lu Yizhou watched as a crystalline tear slid down his cheek. Just in one glance he could already tell what the other was thinking about. He had never intended to hurt them, any of them. But the fact stood still that he had and it hurt, Lu Yizhou thought he deserved to have his heart stabbed with a sword.

"Sweetheart..." He reached out to wipe the tears away. Jillian, who didn’t cry even when the wolves bit off chunks of his flesh. Jillian, who didn’t even cry as he watched his comrades perished in the war. Jillian, his brave sweet Jillian. "It’s okay. Nothing is your fault. I would have stopped the sword in another way if Cyrus hadn’t stepped in. You won’t be able to hurt me."

Jillian staggered into his arms and Lu Yizhou hugged him tight. What he didn’t know was that Jillian was glaring at Izher through his shoulder and Izher responded with sticking his tongue out. "I was scared..." Jillian snuggled closer into his neck. "...that you will leave me."

"Foolish thought." Lu Yizhou knocked his chin on Jillian’s crown. "I won’t."

Jillian pulled away slightly to look at him. Tears dampened his lashes and the tip of his nose was red, making him look lovely and miserable in equal measure. "Is he really your... l–lover?"

Lu Yizhou suddenly felt a telltale of an incoming headache. He knew that there was no way Jillian would have let go of this matter. Lying wasn’t an option and the thought of denying the claim was enough to make him feel so awful, he would rather die than do it. Staring into Jillian’s pleading eyes, he let out an exhausted sigh. "It’s true." Jillian’s eyes dimmed and Lu Yizhou hastily added before that pretty head of his could think of the worst case scenario. "But it’s not like what you’re thinking about. Jillian, I have something I need to tell you—"