Bill’s expression remained in a slightly amused state at Yinsens commentary; he knew he had hit a nerve when his friend would snap like that and per usual it didn’t affect him that much.
' There is a difference between tinkering and setting yourself on fire man.' The blond's gaze dropped to the young man now splayed on the couch. ' You tried the ass kicking before, how did that work out for you? Besides, you can't live without me YinYang..' he teased with a soft tone.
Yinsen rolled his eyes, trying to tune out Bill's use of the nickname 'YinYang' again. Damn nickname. But it was Bill's nickname. The last time someone used it, they were sent to the hospital with a broken nose. He shook his head in amusement. "I can live without you. You just don't want me to. Admit it, you're like a mother hen. I feel smothered." He let out a chuckle.













