It was too late for Haruki to take back what he had said, so he could only pretend he had meant it all along. His cheerful smile grew brighter as he cheekily grinned, teeth exposed, finding it an easy task to switch from shyness to shamelessness.
Lanling was speechless. Unsure how to respond to such shamelessness, he simply resorted to violence, slapping Haruki's chest. The crisp sound echoed throughout the room. "I want to ask where you learned to be so shameless, but since we're running short on time, I'll just slap you instead."
Haruki was nearly in tears, laughing at his lover's response, only to elicit another crisp slap on his butt the moment he got out of bed. He gasped in utter shock.
The comical expression on Haruki's face made the bubbling shyness in Lanling's chest—from slapping his butt—instantly dissipate, and he laughed heartily. However, his laughter was quickly cut short by a sharp pain in his shoulder as Haruki bit down on it.