Snaggletooth (&Team)

11. Pretend Like It Was Nothing

Yixiang pressed his lips against Yuma's soft pink ones, crushing them with his own. He closed his eyes to the feeling of having Yuma's plump lips against his. They were the softest lips he ever felt.

He slightly gaped his mouth open to fit Yuma's plush lips between his red ones, softly kissing his top lip.

Yuma was too shocked to comprehend anything that was happening. This was all too new for him.

After pressing soft kisses to Yuma's cushiony lips, Yixiang took the smaller boy's pink bottom lip between his teeth, before softly biting it, asking for permission to enter his mouth.

That's when Yuma yelped, pulling away from Yixiang.

He breathed roughly, chest rising up and down as if he had been holding his breath.

Yuma's whole face was now just as red as Yixiang's drunk cheeks.

The force caused Yixiang to slightly bang his head against the headboard of his bed. However, rather than wincing from the pain, he let out a small maniac chuckle.

Yuma stared at Yixiang with wide eyes and cheeks as red as a beetroot. How drunk was this guy?!

He really needed to get out.

His face immediately blazed into even more heat as he rushed to escape. He was still laying on top of Yixiang's hot body and hadn't even noticed when Yixiang sneaked his hands onto his hips.

Yuma's heart was thumping wildly inside his chest. It slightly hurt even and his stomach swirled with butterflies. Did that really just happen?

But no, Yuma shook his head. He should not be feeling this way, Yixiang was drunk. Who knows if he even wanted this if he were sober. He didn't want Yixiang to do something he'd regret later.

So, trying to conceal his blush, Yuma scrambled to get off Yixiang. He swatted Yixiang's hands off his hips and tore himself off his body. Once he was freed from Yixiang's grasp, he rolled off the bed and tumbled onto the floor with a thud.

"Ouch"

Rubbing his back, Yuma crawled out of the room.

Once he closed the door behind him, he let himself lean against the cold surface of the wooden door.

He lifted one arm to clutch the side of his chest that thumped loudly with his heart. What was wrong with him? He kept replaying the scene of Yixiang leaning close to him before connecting their lips.

Yuma shook his head once again, he really shouldn't be feeling such things. Yixiang was just drunk. Who knows if he would have done what he did if he were sober? Probably not. Yuma was not his type. Yixiang only liked pretty girls with long hair. and Yuma was not a pretty girl with long hair.

Yuma brought both his knees towards his chest to hug them securely, turning into a little ball of cotton candy. Yixiang was probably too drunk to comprehend that he was with Yuma. He probably just kissed anyone when he was drunk, this wasn't special. Yuma pressed his cheeks against the caps of his knees with a small pout.

Either way, Yuma's first kiss had now been taken, maybe even stolen. Yuma pouted. To make it worse his first kiss tasted of Alcohol and vomit, he scrunched his nose with a grunt at the thought.

With a sigh, Yuma dug his hand into his pocket, to fetch his phone.

He quickly opened Haru's contacts then wrote him a message, 'You won't believe what just happened'

***

"Where is he?" pouted Haru, scanning the cafeteria in search of his best friend.

Hirota nervously shifted in the seat beside him "Hey babie, before Yuma gets here i have something to tell you."