YIREN
"What's a pumpkin race?" I ask as soon as we're alone, ignoring how Jun's arms are still loosely wrapped around me. And, well, I'm not going to complain about that. If anything, the warmth of his hold is strangely comforting, even if I know I should probably step away.
Truthfully, when I saw Jianyu earlier, my first instinct was to run back home and hide. But for some reason, I didn't. Maybe it was that smile and look of confidence on a certain someone's face or maybe the fact he was scowling at his brother for me. Protective Jun is really cute.
He hasn't answered my question yet, so I poke him in the chest, "Are they going to sacrifice you at this pumpkin race? Because you look like that's exactly what's about to happen."
Jun's head turns to me, slowly, "You sound like you'd find it entertaining and would even bring a bucket of popcorn to watch."
"Maybe."
"I see you enjoy seeing me suffer."
