Ever since Yixing got hold of my number his teasing now extends to his messaging. He still hasn't given me a firm idea of what exactly he wants from me in our trade-off but he sure has fun baiting me all the time. His messages started off innocuously, with texts such as:

"Can u cook up a Chinese feast? Learn 2 cook stir-fried meat w chilli 4 me?"

"How good are u w languages? Can u learn Changsha dialect 4 me? miss having sb 2 converse w in mother-tongue!"

Then they graduated to suggestive types:

"How good r u w ur tongue?"

"How wide can u open ur mouth? What's ur gag reflex?"

"How's ur stamina?"

"How's ur flexibility? Pls pick up yoga soon! Mighty useful 4 what we gonna do later."

Eventually they seem almost like ts:

"R u a top girl or bottom girl?"

"Do u like it rough?"

"How about hard n fast?"

"If we have 2 do it outdoors which would u choose? Sand or grass?"

Usually I refrain from answering any of his loaded texts unless he persists and blackmails me. Then I'll either feign ignorance or reply as mater of factly as I can:

"Dun understand ur question. Sorry!"

"Neither top or bottom. Usually ranked middle in school standings"

"Rough? I like my hair to stay smooth, thank u"

"Sand or grass? I don't like outdoor sports, no thank u."

Urgh...how I wish Yixing can just name his terms, so we can complete our trade-off and be done with once and for all! Rather than have me sitting in tenterhooks waiting for his messages and speculating what he wants from me! He's probably at home alone today again. Good chance for me to ask him definitively! It's not my turn to housekeep today, but maybe I can sneak in and confront Yixing before Kwangsoo starts his shift.

***

Knock knock. "Lay, can I come in?"  No answer. I knock again and shout louder. I slowly pry open the unlocked door and peer in. Hmm...he's not in his room. I look across to the bathroom with the locked door. Oh, he's probably in the shower. Oh well, I'll just wait for him in his room then.

****

I'm sitting by Yixing's work desk, flipping through this interesting music magazine on his table when I hear someone whistling and approaching the room. Oh great! Yixing must be done! Now I can ask him what I came here so early to ask.

I turn around expecting to see Yixing. Not only did I see Yixing alright. I see him in his ing entirety! As in I can see ALL of him, as in he's STARK ! Yixing rustles his hair dry with a towel, while he saunters in the room. ing. Buck. . His appendage swinging with his gait. Ahhhhhh!!! I scream my head off and turn around immediately!

"_____? What are you doing here unannounced so early in the morning? Don't you or Kwangsoo usually come by only in the afternoon?" Yixing asks calmly.

"I drop in earlier to see you. Are you decent? Go put on... Something! Wrap your towel around or something!" I bluster.

Next thing I know, Yixing's behind me. He spins around the chair I'm in to face him. My hands instinctly go up to shield my eyes. "Ah! Are you covered?"

"Haha. Yes, _____, I've covered up my ... crucial parts..." Yixing laughs as he pries lose my hands.

I hesitantly open my eyes and see Yixing standing before me, looking, well, less . He's still half but at least he has a towel wrapped around his lower torso now. I heave a sigh of relief.

"Why are you waiting in my room, _____? Oh! Are you offering yourself to me? How presumptuous! I haven't specify exactly what it is I want from you yet? Eager aren't we? Tsk tsk. " Yixing winks at me.

"No! Of course not! I'm not offering anything! I just want to talk to you! And why in God's name are you walking around ?"

"Says the girl who parades in her room."

"That'