162. Am I Not a Pervert?
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So they said it was time to go back, but Chen Yao was left stumped, staring at Lin Nan, who was huddled helplessly in the corner.
Should I wake him up? Lin Nan already had a notorious morning grumpiness, and with the combination of sleep and alcohol, who knows what weird things he might do after just drifting off?
Or should I just pick him up and carry him?
Chen Yao hesitated, glancing back at his two roommates who were busy packing up the leftover beer and snacks.
Anyway, the atmosphere in the dorm was already dripping with rainbow vibes; they probably wouldn’t mind.
He gave Lin Nan’s shoulder a gentle shake, only for Lin Nan to swat away his hand like a fly and shift his b*tt, leaning back against the wall.
And soon enough, the soft sounds of sleep returned.
Looks like he was genuinely out cold.
Lin Nan’s sleepy actions revealed his slightly flushed cheeks, and he seemed to be mumbling something incoherent, eyes tightly shut and brows slightly furrowed, clearly not having the best sleep.
Chen Yao had seen plenty of drunk people, but whether male or female, none of them were as adorably chaotic as Lin Nan.
“Can’t you wake him?” Xiong Da, despite being clearly tipsy and unable to walk a straight line, still managed his usual “don’t talk to me” iceberg expression. He leaned down to glance worriedly at Lin Nan and asked, “So how do we carry him? On our backs?”
“Just pick him up—he doesn’t look that heavy, anyway.” Tu Junhui, lugging a bag full of booze, strolled up behind them. True to form, he couldn’t resist a jab, “Chen Yao, if you’re carrying him, just don’t go getting any funny ideas. Nan Nan is everyone’s, you know!”
Chen Yao shot him a glare. “Have you got rocks in your head or something?”
“Get a move on! We need to shower and hit the hay.” Tu Junhui leaned against the wall, suddenly tilting over like a drunken tree, clearly also past the point of no return.
With his friends pushing him on, Chen Yao wasted no time squatting down.
He slipped one arm around Lin Nan’s neck and the other around his legs, then with a heave, lifted him once more into a princess carry.
Having learned from his last attempt, this time Chen Yao held Lin Nan’s shoulders instead of going for the armpits.
So light!
Last time on the playground, he was worried Lin Nan might really be injured, so he didn’t take in much, but now, lifting him, it hit Chen Yao just how featherlight Lin Nan was compared to what he had imagined.
I mean, Lin Nan only stood a bit over five foot two, maxed out around five foot five, and with no extra fluff, he probably weighed around a hundred pounds.
And come on, holding him like this was a breeze—honestly, it felt easier than carrying a sack of fifty pounds of rice!
“Alright, let’s go.” He felt a bit awkward holding his roommate like this, especially under the scrutiny of the other two. Even he didn’t have that thick a skin!
But the two didn’t seem to mind much; Chen Yao felt like perhaps he was the only one having any impure thoughts about his friend’s body, while Tu Junhui and Xiong Da had never even entertained the idea.
Or maybe they were just better at hiding it?
Lin Nan’s body was so soft and being this close, a faint milky scent wafted up to Chen Yao, sending his heart racing.
He tried to walk steadily, careful not to jostle Lin Nan and wake him up.
Just as they exited the KTV and hit the street, Xiong Da hailed a ride-share, and that’s when Chen Yao noticed Lin Nan stirring slightly.
“Hmm~” Lin Nan mumbled something indistinct, attempting to shift but completely unaware he was currently draped in Chen Yao’s arms.
That movement almost made Chen Yao drop him right there!
But Lin Nan didn’t really move; he just buried his face into Chen Yao’s chest, grabbing hold of his collar.
This position was a serious challenge, not only because his arms were straining, but his body felt unusually weak.
This guy! He couldn’t be still for a second!
Chen Yao fought to shove any inappropriate thoughts out of his head, but couldn’t help stealing glances at Lin Nan’s exquisite profile.
It was impossible to say when exactly his hair became long enough to cover his ears; he’d had it trimmed just last month, and now it was all messy again, but it only seemed to enhance his feminine charm.
With an entire month left before Lin Nan would leave the dorm, Chen Yao glanced nervously at Xiong Da and Tu Junhui who were leaning on each other for support. There’s no way he’d be the only one having improper thoughts about Lin Nan; everyone knew Tu Junhui was the one most eager for some GHS (Gay Hiding Spot) action—his mind was filled with filth, so he couldn’t possibly not be tempted!
If it weren’t for moral boundaries, Lin Nan in a male dorm would probably…
Thank goodness this isn’t India.
“The car’s here.”
“Uh-huh.”
Chen Yao realized he might have been overthinking it, especially since his roommates still saw Lin Nan as just a pretty boy.
He awkwardly scooted into the car with Lin Nan on his lap, propping his arm behind Lin Nan’s head, finally sighing in relief, and turned to look at Xiong Da beside him.
Xiong Da appeared unfazed, clearly too inebriated to care, leaning against the seat with his eyes shut, planning to catch a quick nap.
The backseat of the ride-share wasn’t huge but felt cramped with Lin Nan in Chen Yao’s grasp… though it was a little exhilarating too.
Let’s hope Lin Nan doesn’t wake up.
He tried to shove any bizarre fantasies out of his mind, just fretting over how awkward things would be if Lin Nan woke up and saw this.
But in reality, the moment Lin Nan was scooped up, he was already awake.
With his eyes squeezed shut, he appeared to make some strange movements in his ‘dream,’ mumbling nervously, and buried his face deeper into Chen Yao’s embrace, not daring to fidget to hide his embarrassment.
This smell…
That unique, faint scent from Chen Yao wafted up to him again.
It was nothing like the smoke and booze smells lingering on them; it wasn’t exactly pleasant, but it made him feel light-headed. The redness that had started to fade from his cheeks made a triumphant return.
After being cradled into the car, he found himself practically sitting on Chen Yao’s lap.
At first, he didn’t think anything was off; he attempted to sway gently with the movements of the car to convincingly feign sleep.
But then…
Something strange was pressing against me!
I swear I thought of you as a friend! How dare you get frisky with me!
He couldn’t maintain the act anymore, but he had to keep pretending; otherwise, he genuinely wouldn’t know how to handle this situation with Chen Yao.
Earlier, he had to confess for a mission, kissing on the forehead, and now he had this pressing against his backside… a strong sense of shame sent his brain into overdrive, yet his mind didn’t register any wrongdoing, even happily releasing a flood of dopamine, making him feel more excited and joyful in this bizarre context.
Am I going to be infected by Lilith and become a pervert?!
