Touches

"Huh!" Shiu stared at the young man in front of him.

Suddenly, Shiu felt his heart skip a beat and he began feeling goosebumps all over his body. 

"What was happening to him? ¿Hm..?" he lowered his eyes and looked down at his hands.

For a second, a transparent red ribbon appeared in his right finger.

"Huh!? What was that?" he murmured. He began to feel dizzy. He stumbled to his feet. He was about faint and fall to the ground. But instead of the hard floor, a strong chest and arms grabbed him from behind.

Shiu felt his whole body heating up. "Uhg..." he gasped heavily. The ribbon tied to his hair broke, and all his beautiful locks fell softly onto his handsome face.

Shiu immediately tried to regain his balance. He wanted to move away from Damio's strong embrace. But the guy didn't want to let go. Not used to relying on anyone, Shiu struggled to free himself from Damio's embrace. But he didn't succeed. Another strong wave of heat hit him. His whole body shook as he struggled to get Damio off of him.

Just like Damio, Shiu was a big and strong man. But right now, for some reason, he felt powerless. "This is so humiliating."

Damio moved his lips to Shiu's ear and gently whispered: "Be good, you have a high fever".

He touched Shiu's forehead. Then, as if taking Shiu's temperature, he gently lowered his hands to Shiu's neck. "Please let me take care of you. You are unwell". Shiu felt his whole-body tremble under Damio's touch.

'Why?' Shiu wondered.

'Why did he have a fever all of a sudden? Why did his body suddenly lose all strength? What was this strange feeling that he was experiencing right now? What was happening to him?

He was confused, perplexed and felt humiliated. While he was still in Damio's embrace, he turned his body around to face him. Shiu felt stiff and didn't know where to place their hands. 

Since they were the same height, it was not difficult for him to look directly into his eyes. He stared at him as if to ask him what he thought he was doing.

When he saw how Shiu was looking at him with those adorable eyes and full of confusion, Damio pulled Shiu closer to his body. Then he put his forehead on Shiu's neck, making Shiu's eyes open wide in disbelief.

Their bodies were so close to each other that Shiu could feel and hear Damio's heartbeat. It was beating loudly, very fast, as if expecting something to happen.

And for some strange reason, the sound of his heartbeat and his embrace began to calm Shiu's nerves.

Shiu stood stiffly and let Damio hold him in his arms for another two minutes or so. Until Shiu felt that his body started to regain its strength.

Shiu lifted up his right arm and pulled Damio away from him by the collar of his shirt.

He didn't understand why Damio was so worried about him. They weren't friends or anything like that.

"I'm all right, now. ..... Thank you." Shiu was so embarrassed. And all Damio could do was stare at him with his eyes wide open in surprise. And then a big smile illuminated his stoic face.

"Shiu, you are so cute". Damio laughed even more at the sight of Shiu's disgusted face.

'Did that guy just call him cute? Him? A cute person is someone with big shining eyes, with slim and pale body like a doll, round and rosy cheeks and short height'.

He was the complete opposite of a cute person. 'Is this guy all right in the head?

'Haaa,' he sighed with exhaustion.

"M...my bo....dy....re...cuper....ra...te," the bloody ghost said.

"Yes, yes, I understand." He was too tired to be frightened by the ghost. And it was only six o'clock in the morning.

"Oh, you want help to recover your body. Said the voice behind Shiu. Damio was still coming up very close to Shiu.

Shiu turned his head to see that Damio was looking at him with a soft smile on his face.

"Huh!!....but wait," Shiu paused, "did that guy just respond to the ghost?

Damio stood there staring at his own hand that was embracing Shiu a while ago. Then his eyes swept over Shiu's body until they reached his face.

Shiu could feel the burning gaze of his eyes on him. But he ignored it and simply asked, "Can you see the ghost?"

Damio's eyes were still on Shiu's as he replied in a deep, raspy voice, "Yes.

"Have you always been able to see ghosts?" Shiu asked once more to the boy in front of him, who was still looking at him with those wolf-like eyes of his.

Damio stepped in front of Shiu. He gently took Shiu's hands and brought them to his lips, leaving small kisses on them. "No....I could see it when I held you in my arms".

Shiu grimaced. He gently removed his hands from his. 'Why is he kissing his hand now?'. He didn't pull out his hands abruptly from his because he didn't want to be rude towards someone who had just helped him. But he had a feeling that the guy was a bit strange.

"I see," he thought over and over, "but why can he only see them when we have contact.

The ghost felt frustrated. And went over to the dark-skinned young man with slow step.

Seeing the ghost approaching him, Shiu nervously took two steps back and collided with Damio's chest.

Damio happily moved closer and grabbed Shiu's hands. When he saw that Shiu wanted to remove his hand, he reminded him "I can only see it when I hold you in my arm".

Shiu looked at the guy's shameless smile and sighed in exhaustion.

"Hel..p....me....an.d... sto..p...flirting in...my...f..ace."

Shiu looked at the ghost calmly, "We weren't flirting".

But the ghost looked at him as if to say, 'Even you don't believe that'.