The Villain Saves The Male Lead

"Ren! Are you done yet?" Fang demanded, knocking on the bathroom door.

Ren, who was shaving with an old fashioned razor (it was one of the strange quirks of Ren that was a source of constant amusement for Fang and the others – Ren would always insist on using an old fashioned cut throat razor rather than the modern electric ones which most people did, including Fang), was startled, and his hand slipped, leaving a long cut on his handsome face.

Papa! I smell blood! Daddy's blood! Snow cried immediately, leaping out of Fang's arms and scratching at the bathroom door.

Fang's heart leapt out of his chest in panic. Without waiting for a single extra moment, Fang kicked the bathroom door open and rushed in.

"Ren! Are you hurt?! Where are you hurt?!" he cried anxiously.

Ren, who had a shaving nick (albeit a long one) on his face, blinked at Fang slowly. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Fang immediately spotted the cut on Ren's face and tapped it with his finger, passing a strand of healing magic into his fiancé.

The cut disappeared in an instant, leaving Ren's handsome face as smooth as ever.

"What happened?" Ren asked again, still confused about why Fang was panicking.

"You were hurt!" Fang said. "Snow said that she could smell your blood and…"

"…and you panicked," Ren finished the sentence for him, with an amused chuckle. "My dear Fang, have I ever told you that you worry a little too much?"

Fang, whose heart was settling back into its rightful place in his chest now that he could see that Ren was perfectly fine other than that unfortunate shaving nick which he had just healed, huffed. "Of course I'll worry about you," he said. "Is there anything more important than you in my life?"

Ren flushed, but his golden eyes shone with affection. "You have learnt the art of sweet talking, my little darling," he accused with the hint of laughter in his voice.

Fang huffed and even pouted, his lovely young face looking rather abashed and annoyed and angry at the same time.

Ren thought his fiancé was rather adorable this morning. So, he didn't resist when Fang grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the bathroom and made him sit down on the bed with him.

Something was clearly bothering Fang, Ren realised – but seeing this new side of Fang, the slightly spoilt one, which Fang had started revealing gradually since the two of them had become officially engaged with extensive coverage by the media, made Ren rather proud and happy. To him, it finally seemed like Fang was opening up fully and completely, and letting his natural radiance shine through without trying to hide it away, and that Fang was becoming comfortable in his own skin and shedding his insecurities one by one.

Ren was quite pleased with this development, and he was very happy that Fang was becoming more and more assertive and open about what he wanted and what he didn't, instead of being fearful and trying to accommodate whatever Ren wanted in anything and everything that he did.

And right now, Fang was clearly displeased about something, if the utterly adorable pout on his face was any indication!

Ren shook his head helplessly and rubbed Fang's hair. "What's worrying you, my little darling?" he asked patiently.

Fang buried his head in Ren's shoulder and mumbled, "I'm taller than you now."

Ren chuckled. "So you don't want to be my little darling anymore?" he asked in a teasing voice.

"I want to be your big darling," Fang whined.

Ren burst out laughing. "All right, then, my big darling, what's got you so flustered? You're normally much more level-headed than I am."

Fang bit his lip anxiously. "I am a bit nervous," he murmured, not looking up from Ren's shoulder.

Ren was stunned. "What in the world could you possibly be nervous about?" he asked.

"It is our first day in medical school!" Fang cried. "Don't tell me – Ren, did you forget? Is that why you were taking so much time? We have to be at the institute in three hours!"

Ren couldn't help it – he burst out laughing. "We have three hours, my big darling," he said with a smile. "Of course I didn't forget. Why do you think I'm up early? I am going to make your favourite breakfast today and then we will go to the institute together for our first class," he said.

Fang blinked. "You are going to cook? Now? But…"

Ren chuckled and pinched Fang's cheeks playfully. "Does my big darling not want to eat my cooking any more?" he teased. "Now that my big darling is on his way to becoming a big doctor, does my big darling think that his poor fiancé can't cook the food he deserves?"

"No!" Fang cried immediately. "You know that your cooking is the best in the world! But – but do we have enough time? Don't we have to get ready and go to the institute? I don't want to be late for our first class!"

Ren laughed. "My dear Fang, it takes exactly ten minutes to drive to the institute from our home. We have three hours left. Even if I take two hours to cook an extra exotic breakfast for you, we still have plenty of time!" he pointed out. "I'm going to class with you, too, remember?"

Fang blinked. "Are you sure that you want to cook?" he asked. "Won't you be too tired for class?" Sheer concern dripped from his voice and shone in his unusual purple eyes.

Ren chuckled and rubbed Fang's hair again. "Of course I want to make you a special breakfast for your first day of medical school," he said.

"It is your first day, too," Fang murmured. Then he brightened. "I'll make the fresh mix fruit juice that you liked so much last time!"

"All right," Ren said happily, always ready to indulge the younger man.

"I'll help you in the kitchen as well," Fang offered. "It will be faster if we work together, won't it?"

Ren smiled and swung an arm around Fang's shoulders. "Yes, dear," he said sweetly and kissed Fang on the cheek. "Come on, then, let's get to work now."

Snow, who had silently crept out of the room and was waiting obediently by the door for her two fathers to decide what they were going to do, immediately rushed to inform her twin canine brothers and older serpentine sister that Daddy was going to cook and Papa was going to help him. Daddy's cooking was always a mouth watering and lip smacking event that none of the babies ever wanted to miss!

And thus, when Ren and Fang went to the kitchen, they found three furballs and one little snake sitting on the kitchen counter with identically adorable looks on their faces, begging for food.

Ren chuckled helplessly. "Are my little ones hungry?" he asked, washing his hands in the kitchen sink.

We want Daddy's food! Daddy cooks the best food! Smoke and Shadow said at the same time.

Fang raised an eyebrow at his feline daughter, knowing perfectly well that she was the one who had gathered the babies with the lure of Ren's food!

Two pairs of purple eyes, one human and one feline, met each other. Snow, of course, wasn't even the least bit repentant. Daddy's food was Daddy's food, and nothing could compare to it!

After the staring match continued for a while, Fang was the one to surrender with a sigh. How could he bear to fight with his cute little kitten daughter when he himself was as greedy about Ren's food as their fur babies and snake baby? In fact, when Ren was cooking, Sylvia would immediately turn into her snake form, because then she could enjoy all the dishes Ren had made – instead of her choices being limited to the baby food that she would have to eat in her human baby form! Actually, Sylvia couldn't wait to grow old enough in her human form so that she could enjoy every single flavour of Ren's cooking properly – she knew that her snake taste buds were limited, and even with these limited taste buds, Ren's cooking was so good – how much better would it be when she would be able to eat these dishes in her human form?

"Fang, would you help me chop up the tomatoes?" Ren called.

Fang immediately rushed over to help Ren.

The young couple cooked efficiently and in perfect harmony for about forty minutes and then a veritable banquet of mouth watering breakfast dishes were served on the table.

Thank you, Daddy. And Papa, too! Yummy food! The four babies declared and attacked the food without even waiting for Ren and Fang to start.

Fang frowned, looking at the four babies eat as if there was no tomorrow – but then he caught sight of the fond and indulgent look on Ren's face and decided to remain silent. After all, Fang knew that he, too, wanted to eat with abandon when Ren's delicious cooking was in front of him!