Drying her white silver hair a little harshly, she stepped outside, Nanren distractedly dressed when she entered the room. So much so that she hadn't even noticed its existence.
His gaze slowly shifted to her bare chest first, she, of course, he was an actor worthy of his reputation, she. His body was well defined enough to gain fans, and moreover, he wasn't in a vulgar way as someone who looked skinny when he wore clothes, moreover, he would feel weak in front of him, as befits his glory.
Yun felt his extinguished nerves flare up again.
Looking hard at his face, he saw that he was pale, white as paper, and his eyes were unfocused.
He hesitated for a while, had he reacted so harshly that he had such a bad look.
Finally he hesitated.
He moved on, admitting that he was defeated in a short time. How in the world could there be such a person? The kind of guy she just can't resist and wants to indulge in.
He patted her head first, whenever she did that, Nanren would squint like a lazy cat and express her relief and satisfaction, but this time she was startled and surprised.
Yun felt even more guilty, holding his neck and lowering his head, standing on his own toes, he placed a light kiss on those pale lips.
Even as he let go and took a few steps back, the stunned and clear expression on Nanren's face was evident. Nanren woke up and winced as Yun stared at her uncertain expression and licked her own lips to feel the remaining warmth and taste.
He suddenly thought that his chest would go deaf from his rumbling violent heart, moreover, it was beating so fast that he even began to think that it might explode somewhere.
He... took the initiative!
Puff!
All at once he squatted and buried his head in his knees. His ears were red enough to drip blood, revealing his hair by falling over his face.
Yun:...
"Heh" he laughed lightly. It was... it was unbearable. Yun suddenly understood why he was even interested in someone like him.
He couldn't even tell if he was really acting or not. How could the habit be dropped so easily, even though Nanren said he was tired of it?
Moreover, how could he be defenseless in the face of certain situations? Yun absolutely did not believe, even if he tried, no one could change in an instant.
Even himself, dealing with so-called emotions, how much could he change? Maybe not at all.
He lowered his gaze again and looked at the shy man.
Step by step, he crouched down, reaching out his hand to pinch his blood-red ears.
It was really hot.
Could a human act to such a degree? He wasn't sure and wanted to test it. If it was a role, how long could he last when his emotions crossed the threshold of control?
His body seemed to tremble as he gently kneaded his ear.
Ah, so this was a sensitive place.
He rubbed it lightly with his fingernail and saw that his reaction was greater. He lifted his head, took her hand, and said weakly, "Don't," with pleading eyes.
But that seemed to give him courage, he struggled with it until he couldn't bear it, and he didn't let go until he finally collapsed on the ground, crying with shuddering breaths.
"Cry"
She comforted him softly as she wiped her tears.
"You are bullying me"
"Okay I won't do it again"
"You are messing with me"
"Okay, well I won't bother again"
Yun patiently consoled him.
Nanren snorted, resembling a cute rabbit with red eyes and the tip of his nose, but Yun could not help but shudder for a moment as he listened to his previous words in front of such a person.
It wasn't really a role.
Moreover, distorted thoughts seem to coexist with an innocent personality.
"You, you question me"
Nanren truly admitted that she had pitifully fallen into his hands. He seemed to have little to no stamina and was in a way to give it to her without thinking for as long as he wanted. So much so that even the perverted thoughts in the bathroom were admitted as soon as he asked without hesitation.
How could Yun not perceive his strangeness?
But even if he asked, he didn't think he would get an answer.
"I said I like you but you don't believe me, you think I'm going to hurt you?" Before he could even notice, tears began to flow again one by one.
He was offended.
Did he think his heart and feelings were fake even though he almost scraped it from his chest and left it in his hands?
Couldn't he see how her mere presence was devastating him? He was like a moth flying into a fire, and even so, he was happy to fly.
Didn't he see? He was almost obsessed with obedience enough to lose the ability to even think, and crazy enough to worship him, and even fanatical enough to start a new religion.
Didn't she still trust him?
Nanren was frightened, even more miserably, he thought, maybe No 2 was right. Who would endure an abominable self, who could endure distorted thoughts...
He bit his lip, bit it and bled.
Yun didn't answer.
He did not answer.
Nanren only felt a warmth on his forehead in a moment of collapse. When he looked up in surprise, another kiss was already placed on his forehead.
"How can you be so cute" was not a question sentence. A voice full of tenderness, in a smiling tone...
His eyes flickered, his lips bleeding from biting a napkin before he could react. Yun, on the other hand, suppressed it so that it wouldn't hurt, at least she felt the patience and care from her movements most deeply.
"Yun"
He didn't understand how he sounded. But it was pathetic, as much as an abandoned dog didn't moan. In this way, Yun had perhaps also lost the last trace of defense in an instant.
He wasn't even thinking about those dangerous thoughts he'd said earlier, he just wanted to pamper her deeply knowing that he really had to put a lot of effort into comforting her. Her eyes sparkled with an even more heartfelt smile as her face filled with the kind of sweetness that would make her want to squeeze and bite into it.
Nanren was even more stunned.
-To be continued-