Hooligan

The bed was up top. It wasn't like Shen Yanlang couldn't carry him up there, but with such a perfect opportunity, how could he let it slip away?

So Shen Yanlang sat down on his chair with Duan Xu in his arms, while Duan Xu sat on his lap, his upper body still leaning against his chest.

Duan Xu: "!!!"

Holy shit! What was Shen Yanlang trying to do?

Duan Xu's breathing grew more hurried, and his hands unconsciously curled into fists.

Shen Yanlang didn't turn on the light. The dorm room was still fairly dark, but some light from the streetlamps outside filtered in, barely enough to see by.

He lowered his head and glanced at Duan Xu's little fists, then slowly moved his gaze up to his fair, tender cheeks. He raised a hand and gently stroked them.

Ah! Save me!

Duan Xu screamed inwardly. He had wanted to simply wake up, but when he thought of having to face Shen Yanlang after waking, he chickened out. Besides, he'd been pretending for so long already. If he woke up now, it would only be more awkward.

Noticing Duan Xu's unsteady breathing, Shen Yanlang curled his lips in a silent smile. You allowed this, so I won't hold back.

Then Duan Xu felt Shen Yanlang's hand rest beneath his chin, gently lifting it. A warm breath washed over his face.

Duan Xu: "!!!"

A soft, warm touch landed on his lips, carrying a hint of woody fragrance and the scent of blazing sunlight. Shen Yanlang's breath brushed against the tip of his nose again and again, making him forget how to breathe.

In the dorm room, Shen Yanlang's pheromones drifted out of control, slowly winding around Duan Xu and drawing out his pheromones as well.

The fresh fragrance of jasmine merged with the woody scent and the smell of blazing sunlight, like a jasmine bud about to bloom beneath the scorching sun, sheltered by a towering tree.

Shen Yanlang lingered greedily over that softness for a long time, while at the same time restraining himself from doing anything even more excessive.

Duan Xu's face was so hot it could steam an egg, red as an apple. Fortunately, the light was dim, so it wasn't too obvious.

By then, he had practically ascended to heaven through all seven orifices, his mind completely blank.

After pulling back, Shen Yanlang gave a soft laugh. He knew Duan Xu was awake, and since Duan Xu hadn't pushed him away, it meant he felt something for him too. That made him very happy.

But since he was pretending to sleep, it meant he hadn't fully figured things out yet. He probably had his own concerns.

In that case, Shen Yanlang would wait for him. Once he had thought it through, it wouldn't be too late to confess properly.

With that in mind, Shen Yanlang carried Duan Xu over and sat him on his chair, letting him lie sprawled over the desk. Then he went to the balcony, dampened a towel with hot water, and wiped Duan Xu's face.

When he was done, he stepped onto his chair and lifted Duan Xu straight onto the bed, tucked him beneath the blanket, and finally kissed his forehead lightly. "Good night, Xuxu."

Duan Xu hadn't recovered from that kiss throughout the entire process. His mind was still muddled until Shen Yanlang drew his bed curtains, climbed down from the chair, and turned on the dorm light.

Duan Xu abruptly opened his eyes. His watery gaze stared at the top of the curtain as he finally came back to himself, and his first thought was—

My first kiss is gone! My first kiss is gone! The kiss is gone! Gone! Gone!

Duan Xu pouted, on the verge of tears.

Just then, he heard Shen Yanlang open the wardrobe, then head to the bathroom. The bathroom door closed, and the sound of running water followed.

He listened quietly for a while and, once he was sure Shen Yanlang wouldn't be coming out anytime soon, he flipped upright and punched the bed twice. "Hooligan! Total hooligan!"

After gritting his teeth alone for a while, he finally calmed down somewhat. But once he did, the fact that Shen Yanlang liked him filled him with endless worry.

The plot might be a complete mess now, but what if?

Shen Yanlang was the male lead, and Han Xi was the male lead's love interest. They were the official pairing. Could they really be torn apart?

Ah, no, that wasn't right. How could he be so awful as to want to break them up?

What he should be thinking about now was how to reject Shen Yanlang.

He lay back down and considered the troubling question with even more seriousness than he gave exam problems.

More than half an hour later, Shen Yanlang came out of the bathroom.

Duan Xu froze. How long had Shen Yanlang been washing up in there?

His phone had been left on the desk by Shen Yanlang, and he'd been lost in thought, unable to tell how much time had passed. He only wondered about it for a moment before thinking no more of it.

Shen Yanlang had just finished tidying up when Zhou Zhou and Xiao Xu returned as well, though Zhou Zhou was being supported by Xiao Xu.

Shen Yanlang glanced at them and asked Xiao Xu, "You got him drunk?"

"It wasn't me, I didn't!" Xiao Xu hurriedly waved his hands and helped Zhou Zhou sit down. "He got carried away drinking on his own. I couldn't stop him."

"Yeah! I'm happy!" Zhou Zhou was still awake. He raised a hand and grinned. "My alcohol tolerance is great, right? I drank ten... three bottles!"

Shen Yanlang: "..."

Xiao Xu humored him from the side. "Yes, yes, your alcohol tolerance is the best. Let's go wash up first, then sleep after we're done."

Zhou Zhou lay on the desk and thought for a while before raising one hand. "If you help me there, then I'll go."

With Zhou Zhou staring at him so directly, Xiao Xu subconsciously swallowed, then went over to support him. "I'll help you. I'll help."

Zhou Zhou leaned against Xiao Xu, and the two headed to the balcony together.

Shen Yanlang watched them with a touch of envy. When would Duan Xu also take the initiative to ask him for support?

On the bed, Duan Xu blinked as he listened to their conversation. Zhou Zhou and Xiao Xu would probably get together naturally, right?

How nice!

The other sounds in the dorm distracted Duan Xu, and he temporarily stopped thinking about Shen Yanlang. It wasn't until lights-out, when the room had fallen quiet, that a question suddenly occurred to him: Shen Yanlang likes me, but do I like him?

He couldn't figure out the answer for the moment and drifted off to sleep in a daze.

The next morning, Zhou Zhou and Duan Xu were the only two drunk people still asleep in the dorm.

Xiao Xu had gone for his daily training. Afraid Duan Xu would be embarrassed to see him after waking, Shen Yanlang thoughtfully left the dorm to find his childhood friend, Du Shen.

"Mm..." Duan Xu turned over and slowly woke up.

He was still dazed when he woke, with the strange feeling of not knowing what day it was. It took him quite a while to recover.

He pulled aside his bed curtain and found Zhou Zhou sitting in his own seat, staring blankly into space. He called lazily, "Zhouzhou, what are you doing?"

"Huh?" Zhou Zhou came back to himself and yawned. "I just got up. I'm waking myself up."

"Oh." After replying, Duan Xu climbed down from the bed and sat in his own seat to wake up as well.

Suddenly, he thought of something. "Where are they?"

"Xiao Xu went to train. I don't know where Yan-ge went." Zhou Zhou had only learned where Xiao Xu went after checking his phone. As for Shen Yanlang, he had no idea.

Duan Xu breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, that's good."

"What's wrong?" Zhou Zhou faced the aisle, propping his head up with one hand as he spoke listlessly. "Did you two make up last night?"

Duan Xu: "..."

He had still been half-awake, but those words immediately reminded him of last night's kiss, jolting him completely awake.

Seeing Duan Xu's unnatural expression, Zhou Zhou was a little surprised. "No way, you still haven't made up? Didn't Yan-ge bring you back afterward? I thought you'd already made up."

To be honest, it was after that that everything had changed completely. As for whether they had made up or not, that was hard to say.