"... midday"
After the meal, Zhou called her name reluctantly, remembering what the tree had said.
I was sitting next to him at midday and I said, "Yes?," he said, turning this way.
"Uh, uh... what. Well, yeah."
"Yes."
I wonder what Zhou said in the middle of the day waiting for Zhou's words in such an attitude.
I was physically pushed on the back with all my might when I broke up, saying, "Be worthy enough or brazen enough to cuddle," for a reason, but I am also interested in curiosity similar to whether you would really allow me to cuddle.
Besides, midday smells thin, soft and good, so I still want to touch it as a man of my age, because there was not much. All this is like an impulse for every teenager.
It's just not a good idea to ask stupid honestly "can I hold you". It is possible to be seen with white eyes as to what you are thinking.
or so, suddenly I was going to be rejected for hugging, and I wanted to come along.
"... it's a test next week"
So I got weak and changed the subject.
Obviously, it seems like something that I know won't be the point, but at midday, he laughs bitterly when he finds out Zhou isn't willing to talk.
"Right. Well, it's not that broad this time, so it's easy to say."
"Ooh."
He also responded to the sudden topic at midday, but his chest was heavy because he felt his pity and lack of courage poked at him.
Oh, and I keep sighing.
"... what's wrong with you?
"No... I really can't..."
"Why self-denial. Did someone say something to you?
"No, not this time."
I was only desperate to add and subtract myself.
"Not at all. I don't know, but cheer up."
He reaches out to Zhou's head and strokes him, so Zhou makes him like it without intending to refuse.
Midday handwriting is polite and gentle. Somehow it is a soft thing that invites melting, and when it is stroked, it is likely to lose strength from the body.
The tension was completely relaxed until earlier, when it was left at midday.
"Ha... can you say..."
"What?"
"Can I hug you or something?"
"You're saying"
When I blink and look at midday, I look up at this one at midday.
"... what didn't you ask?
"I can't."
Don't say anything unscrupulous, he just narrowed his eyes and Zhou felt his cheeks stick.
Really, I didn't mean to talk to you.
Even though the reason why it is not good for heterosexuals who are not socializing with each other was that they held it back, they were relaxed and accidentally leaked.
I peek at the dreaded midday, but this one surprises me because midday was something that looked disgusting but decent, somewhere frightened, surprised, out of my mind.
"I wouldn't be angry about that. Zhou-kun is a boy, too, isn't he?"
"... I don't like the way you convince me..."
"Is it not?
"It's not like anyone wants to touch it."
If it's because it's a boy, it means whoever's a woman is fine.
As for Zhou, I want to fit in my arms because it's midday, and I want to indulge in softness... and I sound like a pervert when I say it, but I want to touch it, and I'm confident that whatever glamorous beauty is addressed to me, I say no. I mean, strange women don't want to touch anything with intent.
Zhou clearly denied it, but it hardened at midday.
Then the white magnetic skin faintly stains out of the inside and I realize I've lost my word again.
When this happened, this one was embarrassed and couldn't resist, her cheeks feverish and her gaze turned right and left.
"That, uh"
"... Gyu, do you?
Besides, he was cut out, and Zhou clogged the words.
I said I wanted to, or I did leak it here, but no one really thinks you're gonna let me.
Of course, I didn't invite anyone to do this at midday, and I knew you trusted Zhou to say that - but that offer is very bad for Zhou's heart.
He dyed his cheeks and was swept up with slightly moistened eyes, and said that on top of it, there was no reason why the teeth of reason were good.
Besides, reach out at midday and wrap your luxurious body around your arms and turn your hand around your thin back.
This is the second time I've held him properly, but unlike that day when midday cried, midday is in my arms around me of my own free will.
Somehow, I couldn't be sure of much of a feeling that day, but now that I try to cuddle it like this, I think it's thin and unreliable again. Her shoulders are narrow and her arms are thin and she's going to break.
The habit, I don't know... The soft thing that hits from the chest to the dovetail is clearly felt in mass, so I'm indulging in all the beauty of the midday style.
The sweet smell of strong aroma from the neck muscle was going to make me feel very bad.
However, when I say it's annoying, it is, but calm down, because it's true.
I feel completely relieved that midday is at my side, or happy to be touching it.
"... Zhou-kun, a 30-second hug at a time will reduce stress by a third of a day."
A slightly mingled midday squeaks in my arms.
"Ninety seconds and it's all gone."
"Come on.... but I feel less stressed today"
"Right."
"You asked me a lot today."
The words remind me of what midday today said to the girls in my class.
"Uh.... that,... the most important person,"
I hesitated to ask, and midday, when I was burying my face in the chest of the circumference, raised my face.
The expression was a lonely smile somewhere, not something to be ashamed of.
"... to me, the world is small. Those who like it are only there enough to fit in their palms. I live in a small boxyard.... Zhou-kun is the closest and dearest of them all,. Someone who told me I was okay."
"... midday"
"So Zhou-kun should be a little more confident. You just have to be grand."
It's humble, so at midday when I laughed bitterly, my eyes just got a little hot.
"You think I can?
"Sure. You can give me momentum when you inspire me, right?
"... well"
"I'll push your back whenever you're no longer confident, and I'll make you feel better. It'll be comforting."
"Mmm."
What a powerful word he gave me. At midday, Zhou buried his face on his midday shoulder to hide his expression.
I couldn't laugh that I was meant to be supportive and supportive, but maybe that's who I am too.
"... have you lost the stress of Zhou-kun?
"Let me have some more"
"Yes, sir."
I laughed as I replied purposefully at midday to sweeten it just a little.