"Wel- what happened?"
Shihong was greeted by a tired, tear-stained Roulan and a worried-sick Yanmei, who was walking behind Roulan. The two didn't mind the old man, not even greeting him, as Yanmei's eyes were focused on Roulan.
"Are you not hungry?"
"I can cook you something and give it to you upstairs."
"Baby, you can tell me anything, ok?"
"I'm worried, my love."
The sound of a door shutting signaled Yanmei to stop talking. Her head bows down slightly, sighing in disbelief before looking back at her father.
"Hey Dad, I'll head upstairs to check on Roulan."
Before she could even walk a step, a hand stopped her quickly, which caused her to look back at her father with questioning eyes. Shihong smiled widely at his daughter before he gently patted the woman's shoulder.
"Let her rest; come on and let's eat lunch."
He invited, smiling as he nodded and walked towards the dining room. Yanmei sighs again, looking back up the staircase before following her father to the dining room to eat lunch.
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As soon as the father-daughter duo finished eating, Shihong went away and said farewell to his daughter. He had an important meeting to tend to, which meant he wouldn't be home until late at night.
He had a huge trust in Yanmei, considering he was able to teach the woman about self-defense.
And also because he had a lot of men outside the premises of their mansion.
Yanmei, on the other hand, was quick to go up the stairs and knock quietly on Roulan's door. Wanting to talk and comfort her wife about what happened back on the university grounds.
But she didn't hear anything from the other side.
She tried to open the door, which made her sigh in relief as it wasn't locked, and went in. She was greeted by darkness. Roulan has completely shut her blinds off.
Yanmei shut the door behind her and cautiously walked towards the bed with her hand out to navigate where she was going.
"Roulan, honey."
"Why did you come in?"
Yanmei stops what she's doing, standing back up on her feet as her ears perk up to where she heard the voice.
Her feet quickly scrambled, walking to the farthest corner of the room and seeing a crouching person in the dark. Her lips curve into a smile, squatting down to match their heights.
"I want to check you out."
"It's alright. I'm alright."
Yanmei chuckled as she heard Roulan sniff the snot that threatened to come out of her nose. She quickly reached out her hands, grabbing the taller woman's arms and rubbing them.
"You're not."
"I am."
Roulan spoke with confidence before sniffing. This action caused Yanmei to laugh and shake her head. Standing up before offering her hand to the woman on the floor.
"Come on now, baby. Let me take care of you."
Roulan scrunched her nose at the nickname Yanmei just called her. She accepts the older woman's hand and stands up, looking down at Yanmei, who smiles sweetly at her.
"Don't call me baby."
"Why? It sounds good."
The two went towards the door before Yanmei opened it, causing a light to peek inside the dark room. Her eyes were teasing the taller woman as if wanting to see her reaction to her flirting.
"If you want to call me such a name, make it uncommon."
Yanmei was left alone in the dark yet slightly lit room. She was shocked by how the taller woman responded to her teasing.
She quickly went out, seeing Roulan almost at the end of the staircase, which caused her to run towards the younger woman. The latter, hearing the running footsteps, quickly looked back to see a smiley Yanmei.
"What do you want me to call you then?"
Yanmei quickly clung to Roulan's arms, trying to get as near as she could towards the taller woman's body. But all Roulan could answer is silence.
The latter, feeling a little embarrassed as she felt Yanmei's front area couldn't help but blush. This was caught by Yanmei, who scoffs playfully before she drags Roulan down completely.
"Don't be shy; you love them even."
"Oh, shut up! I was drugged that night!"
Roulan stood a little away from Yanmei, fanning herself using her hands, trying to hide and swat the blush away.
"You can have them more later."
"Yanmei!"
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"Would you want to be called hubby?"
"Wait, that's still a little common."
Wherever Roulan walked, Yanmei would still be present. Upon arriving at the dining area earlier to eat lunch, Yanmei wouldn't stop bugging Roulan.
She kept proposing a lot of call signs of a couple. Such that Roulan couldn't help but feel as though Yanmei kept browsing about a good couple's name.
Now, she's sitting in the living room. After eating the delicious lunch from an old servant and taking a shower to remove all the sweat she accumulated from running after an unknown car, she went to the living room.
To have some alone time.
But then Yanmei wouldn't leave her side.
The moment she steps inside the bathroom, she can still hear Yanmei's voice from the room proposing a lot of names and contemplating.
"How about hunny bunny?"
Roulan snapped back into reality, looking at the woman who was sitting and clinging to her side with furrowed eyebrows. The latter smiled widely, nodding her head in agreement.
"Ok, no hunny bunny."
"What am I? A stuffed toy?"
"Kinda."
Roulan saw what their situation looked like. Yanmei is clinging to her like a koala, trying still to push herself more towards Roulan.
Yeah, she kind of looks like a stuff toy, based on how cuddled she is in Yanmei's arms.
"Oh, what about bubby? Hubby bubby."
"You just changed-"
"Hubby bubby it is."
Roulan sighs in disbelief, not liking the idea of the call sign. She then started to think, What's the reason for the call sign of a couple?
Is it to identify your lover?
You can show your affection through actions; don't be ridiculous and call your partner such names. Roulan never believed words because she always stood by the phrase "actions are better than words."
But now she's in the middle of a ridiculous endearment. Which won't help a person feel the love they deserve.
"Bubby, don't you want to do something fun?"
Roulan was so focused on her thoughts and the random soccer game playing on the television that she didn't mind what was happening to the woman beside her.
She hummed in response, waiting for Yanmei to say, "Something fun."
"Wait, Yanmei?"
The taller woman's eyes landed on the older woman, seeing a smirk appearing on her face as she sat down on Roulan's lap.
Yanmei completely blocks her field of vision.
The woman on her lap is wearing nothing but a cube-like dress that hugs her body in a nude color. Almost as if it were her skin!
Roulan can feel her face heating up again, her eyes looking away to the side to avoid making eye contact with the older woman.
"Look at me, bubby."
Yanmei said lowly, trying to attract the woman underneath her. But Roulan didn't budge; her face continued to redden, which reached the tip of her ear.
"Bubby, I'll be upset if you don't look at me."
"You can sit beside me, Yanmei; there's no need for this."
"What? You were interested in doing something for fun."
Yanmei grabbed Roulan's face with both of her hands, forcing the taller woman to face her. She smiled widely, swiftly grabbing the latter's hands and positioning them on her waist.
"And this is my definition of fun."