Be My "Girlfriend"!

3rd Taste (part 1)

You Qi POV

I woke up to find the space next to me empty and so naturally I assumed that this scenario was like one of those which you see in movies where the other person has gone to shower or cook breakfast, although the latter sounded very unlikely. I pondered over this for a while, probably longer than I should've and realized that I should probably get up before I fall asleep again, which I could've done quite easily while being embraced by the warm comfort known as my duvet. I pulled back the duvet and swung my legs round off of the bed onto the ground, but this particular action was never actually completed as my feet never touched the ground.

"Ouch! What was that for?!" a miffed voice from below me cried out. Not long after did the disturbed face of Yang Meng appear, arising from his nest he made himself on the floor.

"It isn't my fault your sleeping on the floor," I said in my defence.

"Actually it is. You were hugging me so tight last night that I almost suffocated," he said pouting, "but that wasn't even the worst part," he turned around fully and lowered the front of his night clothes slightly so that it revealed the side of his neck and upper torso and there were several of the same bruise-like purple marks.

"How did you get bitten so many times in one area when it is not even mosquito season?" I asked in wonder at how this phenomenon could've happened.

"You think these are mosquito marks? No, these were caused by your very own lips. I was just peacefully sleeping when I started feeling strange, ticklish sensations on my neck, but then when I wake up to investigate you were on top of me, kneeling between my legs, sucking and nipping at my skin and causing these strange marks to appear," he let go of his top and I was slightly disappointed to see the stained pale flesh disappear from my sight back under the top. "I tried to push you off, but in the end, I had to hug you really tightly until you fell asleep or suffocated, but it seems you just fell back into a peaceful sleep after that, but obviously I did not leave without battle scars," he said feigning patriotism.

"Well, I learnt something about myself that I never knew before. Apparently, I give love bites in my sleep. Also, why do you smell so good?" I asked joining him on the floor.

He shrugged his shoulders while rubbing the back of his slender neck, "well I guess my cologne wore off," and I couldn't help but be confused as I had never noticed the presence of a perfumed scent radiating off him before now. "My mother always told me I smelled too sweet and so she tells me to wear this really plain smelling cologne, but since I can't really smell myself I never notice, but this one time a couple of weeks ago I didn't put it on and a group of girls approached me asking me what scent of perfume I was wearing and I still don't understand this, but a couple of boys, some in our year and some from other years, started doing the strangest thing as they started flirting with me for a joke."

"Don't let them," I said this without any intention and ended up surprising myself as well as him.

"Huh?" He said tilting his head to the side cutely.

"Harass you I mean," I looked away to hide my face. I rarely blushed so I wasn't worried about that, but I minorly feared that my facial expression may give something away. I was stuttering but I continued, "don't let them harass you."

When I turned back to face him, I was taken aback by his face in mine as he had nimbly balanced himself in between my legs and was staring at my face with a distance of only a few centimetres. Out of shock, I ended up leaning back onto my bed, but to my horror, his face followed mine keeping the distance constant. I had a nagging feeling that this situation was very reversed since he was now on top of me and I wasn't sure how much more of this role reversal I could take because despite all this I couldn't help, but find the curly haired boy on top of me so adorable.