Xiangyang-kun, come here

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In the bathroom, Xiangyang's face was quickly dried by me.

In the silence and quiet, we got closer, Xiangyang seemed to lose his shyness and just stared at it without blinking, as if he wanted to stare a hole in my face.

There was a light and ethereal smell that got into my nose, even with the hot air of a teenager, it smelled indescribably good.

It may be a unique smell that belongs to each person, and it can only be smelled when you are close and careful.

I originally wanted to help him wipe the water marks on his neck. It is easier for boys to develop tight muscles than girls. Even the neck seems to be different from girls. It is full of lines that belong to him and spreads to the collarbone.

I couldn't wipe my hands off for some reason, and frowned, the tissue stopped at his chin and couldn't get off.

Xiangyang blinked suspiciously.

As soon as I made up my mind, the tissue suddenly fell down. Xiangyang was pressed so hard that he was about to fall back if he didn't pay attention. I pressed his shoulder with my other hand.

Xiangyang's reaction was faster than mine, he subconsciously stretched out his hand before I pressed his shoulder, and finally pinched my raised elbow.

I:"……"

he:"……"

The curved semicircular bone at the elbow is fully covered by his palm, and his fingers are so hard that they sink into the soft flesh of my arm, which is hot.

Before I had time to react, Xiangyang was startled, blushing and let go, my fingertips rested on his neck through a tissue, suddenly there was a wave of movement in my hand, I was also startled, and let go.

He swallowed.

"Ah, I swallowed because of nervousness, not because of anything else!" Xiangyang was so frightened that he was about to lose color.

I:"?"

***

When he came out of the bathroom, he looked like a limp cabbage, unable to lift himself up, with an expression of crying or not.

I first went to the master bedroom to check on my mother, but found that my mother was not there. The post-it note on the table said that she went to play cards and came back at night.

I:"……"

I quit silently.

In the living room, Xiangyang didn't sit down, instead he was gesticulating, using his thumb and index finger to gesticulate the size of the bone in his elbow.

I put on my apron: "My mother is out for the evening and will be back in the evening. Let's have curry."

Because for lunch, I can only cook curry rice...

"it is good!"

He squeezed over: "What can I do?"

Me: "Wash the radish?"

I also specially gave him an apron, the pink color is not against Xiangyang's body.

I cook very slowly, Xiangyang seems to be rushing to do everything, and when I react, he becomes the chief chef and I am the handyman.

I glanced at the potatoes I washed and was silent for a few seconds. I was about to put them away when I found that the carrots had been divided by Xiangyang.

Me: "Don't you eat it?"

Xiangyang: "I remember Xiaohui doesn't seem to eat carrots..."

I nodded: "Because it's hard to eat. But curry and rice are usually available. I don't want to serve carrots for myself."

He laughed.

"I don't eat either."

I looked at him suspiciously.

In my impression, Xiangyang eats everything, and every cafeteria window has been praised by him.

"Well... I won't eat today." He added a qualifier slowly.

"Ok."

In the middle of the process, he had some steps that he didn’t know. I reminded him aloud, and we finished cooking step by step, and we sat at the dining table to eat.

In the middle of eating, I remembered that I should praise others, so I swallowed it.

Xiangyang ate a lot, and he almost ate it up by the time I ate half of it.

One bite at a time, I ate until my face turned red.

Me: "It's delicious."

Xiangyang was stunned for a moment, his cheeks bulging, he saw me chewing quickly, and wanted to speak quickly.

I:"……"

Seems like a hamster...

Cheeks and chin moved extremely fast, Xiangyang swallowed, and finally emptied his mouth: "It's okay..."

After eating, he rushed to wash the dishes.

My slow movements let Xiangyang get away with it, and there was only one person in the sink.

never mind…

I sat back at the coffee table in the living room.

There was the sound of running water in the kitchen, and he seemed to have done something very satisfying after washing, with a smile on his lips when he sat next to me.

Me: "Thank you."

Xiangyang: "Eh? No, no, no, no thanks!"

Me: "Then you do a set of math test papers first to see the situation."

Xiangyang: "..."

He wrote with a bitter face, I have completed my study task today, and now I have nothing to do.

Open the black diary and start writing in the diary.

[I ate the curry rice made by Xiangyang, it was delicious. ]

[It’s really easy for a boy’s body to develop muscles]

I stopped writing: "Xiangyang, do you want to continue playing volleyball in high school?"

He was scratching his head in excruciating pain, and when he heard this, he immediately looked at me and nodded violently.

Me: "Attack bit...?"

I was a little hesitant to say it, because I don't know the names of volleyball positions.

But Xiangyang didn't care, and excitedly said: "Yes! Smash ball or something - super handsome!"

I agreed: "Write quickly."

"..." His expression froze as he wanted to chat with me, then he lowered his head and continued writing.

I continued to write in my diary, it was too boring, and I thought about what Xiangyang would look like in the future.

[Then Xiangyang High School will definitely practice it. If you attack the position, it will feel very fierce]

My hand paused, and when I think about getting along with Xiangyang, I sometimes feel weird... In short, it's not a completely soft type, nor a completely sunny type...

Sometimes it can be heart-poundingly aggressive—that feeling.

I looked at him, focusing on his exposed forearms and legs curled up under his shorts.

There are indeed traces left by years of exercise, lines and tight thin layers of muscles.

I gently pinched my own.

Although I like to run, but because of cultural classes and studies, the amount is not too much, but the flesh is much firmer, and the soft flesh of the whole body seems to be more elastic.

I continue to write.

Then inexplicably began to silently write mathematical formulas, and my eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Gradually even the handwriting on the diary became blurred.

……

I seem to have returned to the day when I first fell in love, watching Hinata-kun downstairs from the window shaking the strawberry milk in his hand with a smile.

Just as I was about to laugh, the scene changed suddenly. In the blink of an eye, I arrived in the bathroom. I glanced at the tissue in my hand in confusion, and then looked up...

The orange-haired boy grew taller at some point, and still had a soft smile, but his body was much wider, and there were breaths and traces of exercise all over his body.

I focused on his exposed arms and legs, the muscles covered his body tightly, the thickness was just right, refreshing and heart-pounding.

I was startled and loosened the tissue with a snap.

He easily caught the tissue before it hit the ground, and asked in confusion, "What's the matter, Xiaohui?"

The face of a few years older is more mature, and the round eyes are more slender and raised, and the childishness has faded away.

Like a kitten suddenly turned into a beast.

I take a step back.

He took a step forward, not relaxing, but on the surface of innocence: "What happened, Xiaohui?"

The water dripped down his face and disappeared into his collar, which was more noticeable than reality.

His attitude is the same as that of Xiangyang in junior high school, but I always feel that there is something different. Even the emotions in his eyes are a bit more than those of naive junior high school students. Escape through the bathroom door.

squeak-

……

I opened my eyes in horror.

Dreaming... Does this mean that you can dream everything you think?Just finished thinking about what Xiangyang would become like in high school and even bigger, and dreamed about it.

But I can't recall the specific scene, I only remember my feeling of being frightened.

I fell asleep with my arm pillowed, and something seemed to cover me.

I turned my head and met the eyes that had been staring at me for an unknown amount of time.

Xiangyang was frightened by my waking up, and immediately looked away, stammering: "Mmmm...mmm, I'm done."

I straightened up, and the things that covered me slipped off.

It's Xiangyang's coat.

I haven't completely broken out of my sleep, and stared at him in a daze.

Xiangyang immediately became fidgety, staring at the desktop: "I saw Xiaohui fell asleep, so..."

I haven't recovered yet, I rubbed my eyes to stay awake: "..."

Xiangyang was even more disturbed, and closed his eyes: "Okay! I should wake Xiaohui up, but... I didn't look at it for long!"

I vaguely recalled the scene of my dream, and was frightened by the distance again.

Xiangyang: "...Just 10 minutes!"

I touched my arm, and my attention returned to him. Xiangyang looked flustered, very jerky. I finally had the feeling that reality had landed, and I couldn't help reaching out and hugging him.

"??" Xiangyang stiffened suddenly, he didn't know where to put his hands.

My chin just rested on his shoulder, and it belonged to the attack of a teenager. The feeling under the arm was not a soft body, but a bit hard. It was a circle bigger than my body, and it was difficult to hug it completely.

He was quiet for a few seconds, and gently touched the back of my head with his palm: "Did you have a nightmare?"

There was a strange sense of calm in his voice.

I hummed and said dully, "I dreamed that you grew up so big."

Xiangyang: "Huh?"

I recalled: "It still looks very fierce. Although the surface is soft, I just feel very fierce."

Xiangyang immediately reassured: "I won't be cruel to Xiaohui."

Me: "It's not against me..."

I don't know how to explain that aura, "It's that fierce feeling that you occasionally have..."

Xiangyang comprehended: "Oh, it's that kind."

After he knew the truth, he touched my head and didn't speak or promise again.

I was silent: "..."

Although I can't see Xiangyang's face, I always feel that he has become fierce again...

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The author has something to say:

Fierce: Occasional exposure of aggressive carnivores

It's an ordinary dream that I think about every day and dream at night hhhh is just the Xiangyang in Xiaohui's imagination, when I grow up, it's not much different from the dream hh

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!