I raised my hand from the tip of my chin and covered my ear.
It didn't tickle, but I pressed my palms together as if scratching my skin.
It was awkward.
Unlike Alan, who sitting on the floor, I was the only one sitting on the bed. How can I break this atmosphere?
Obviously we're dating.
"Hmm."
When there was a small vibration, Alan trembled. Then he immediately turned his head.
"What, what..."
Rather, I stuttered in embarrassment.
"You called."
"I never called... but I."
"Oh."
Alan tried to turn his head again.
I got up and grabbed his shoulder.
"Alan."
"Yeah."
"I..."
Sigh.
"I have to study."
I held him for now, but I had nothing to say.
I stood up and took a workbook from my bag.
I wanted to sit at his desk, but there wasn't enough room because of the television.
I eventually sat on the bed.
Alan rose from his seat on the floor and looked at me.
He then sat down beside me. His thick, heavy arms wrapped around my waist.
It didn't feel like my back was broken, but it was heavy.
"...Heavy."
"Study."
We stayed next to each other. I flipped through the workbook and took out the mechanic pencil.
I wanted to study, but it was difficult with Alan's face on my shoulder.
Alan regarded the neatly organized workbook indifferently.
"You have good handwriting."
"You said that last time as well."
I smiled and made eye contact as I turned my head.
Ah. I was still, but he closed his eyes and then opened them again.
I was unknowingly intoxicated by the atmosphere.
I drew my chin back and opened my eyes.
He reached out and pressed his hand against my cheek.
Then he moved in slowly.
Ah.
Our lips touched.
Alan's tongue wriggled through the gap between my lips.
When the tongues came into contact with each other, they became entangled like snakes.
There was clearly a slight smell of alcohol, but his mouth tasted like toothpaste.
We tilted our heads at an angle while lying face down on each other.
I smiled for a moment and hehehe laughed.
Alan bit my tongue without hurting it. And at one point he grabbed my waist. I lay flat on the bed.
"..."
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Romantik"Let's slowly become adults." Jeff Thanapon, who was in school, suffered from the heat and had to leave early. He runs across Alan Hemmawich, a well-known bully in the alley on his way home. Jeff, who is afraid of him, attempts to walk pass him as i...
