Help, My Buff Roommate is Begging to Touch my Abs - Chapter 10

Chapter 10: Stealing Underwear

Jinbao-er was still puzzled, why hadn’t he asked?

Just as he was wondering what to do, Zhao Yuheng spoke again:

“You brat, how long have you been dating?”

Zhao Yuheng gripped Jinbao-er’s shoulder tightly, a roguish smirk on his face.

“Huh??” Jinbao-er was completely bewildered.

“Still acting for me? You’ve even got ‘Heart’s Tip’ as a nickname.”

Hearing this, Jinbao-er suddenly understood. It must have been that Heng-ge saw the message from his female best friend and mistakenly thought he was in a relationship.

Therefore, he believed Jinbao-er was straight.

Therefore, he didn’t believe Wang Meng’s words.

Therefore, they could continue being friends.

At this thought, Jinbao-er couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief. He no longer craved anything else; he just hoped to maintain this kind of relationship with the big dummy in front of him.

…

In the evening.

As usual, Jinbao-er collected the dirty clothes of the other three, preparing to wash them all.

“Jinbao-er, how about you wash our underwear too?” Old First looked at the single pair of boxers left in his basin and said jokingly.

The moment the words landed, Jinbao-er still holding the basin instantly flushed red. He thought about how to refuse in a way that would make him seem like a straight man.

“Dream on! Expecting someone else to wash your underwear is shameful!” At that moment, Zhao Yuheng, who was lying on the bed playing games, spoke up bluntly.

Old First just laughed without a word. He was only joking and had no actual intention of letting Jinbao-er wash his underwear. Even if Jinbao-er were willing, he’d be too embarrassed to hand them over.

Seeing them joking around, Jinbao-er smiled as well and turned to continue with the laundry. After the clothes were spun dry, he put them in the basin and walked toward the drying racks.

Unexpectedly, as he looked over…

A boy with glasses and longish hair grabbed a pair of underwear and shoved them deep beneath the clothes in his own basin. When he looked up and saw Jinbao-er coming, he jumped in fright. He lowered his head and bolted out.

Jinbao-er thought those underwear looked familiar. Wasn’t that Heng-ge’s black high-elasticity pair!

Stealing underwear?

Jinbao-er quickly poked his head out. He saw the person enter a dormitory the one directly across from theirs.

Just as he was thinking about whether to tell Heng-ge, his phone rang. It was Hu Xiaowen. He instantly forgot about the matter, set down the basin, and went downstairs to stroll around the training field with Hu Xiaowen.

“What? He’s really straight!” Hu Xiaowen kept clicking his tongue after learning from Jinbao-er that Zhao Yuheng was definitely straight.

“Jinbao-er, have you fallen for him?” Hu Xiaowen had a feeling. He felt Jinbao-er definitely liked him.

As soon as the question was asked, Jinbao-er went silent. Confirmed.

“Jinbao-er, you have to know when to stop. Think about your high school seatmate…” Before Hu Xiaowen could finish, Jinbao-er interrupted him.

Yes, straight men were something one truly shouldn’t touch. He was extremely unwilling to remember those high school events. One straight man had already caused him three years of pain; he didn’t want this straight man to make him suffer for a lifetime.

“Don’t worry, I won’t fall in love with him!”

…

Jinbao-er was sitting on his bed typing on his phone. Suddenly, a powerful but irritable voice rang out from the doorway:

“Damn it, who stole my underwear again! This is already the third pair!”

Zhao Yuheng, wearing only a pair of ordinary black boxers, walked in furiously. The three pairs of high-elasticity underwear he’d bought had actually been stolen one after another!

The first time one went missing, he thought someone had taken it by mistake and didn’t make a fuss. After the second wash, it was gone the next day. He’d just washed the third pair at noon today, and by evening, it was gone!

“Whoa, could it be that some ‘Big M0 Zero’ has their eye on you?” Old First teased him. He had also stayed in a dorm during high school, and underwear often went missing then too.

Hearing this, Zhao Yuheng’s face turned even darker.

“Damn it, it must be some dead g@y, some pervert, stealing my underwear three days in a row. If I catch him, I’m definitely breaking his legs!”

Zhao Yuheng stood with hands on his hips, his chest heaving; he was clearly livid.

Listening to Zhao Yuheng’s cursing, Jinbao-er’s typing speed slowed down. His heart skipped a beat. Does he hate homosexuals so much?

If he found out Jinbao-er was gay, would he also call him disgusting and nauseating? At this thought, a chill ran through Jinbao-er’s heart.

“Damn it, those three pairs were so comfortable to wear, and they’re all stolen. Just thinking about it pisses me off!” Zhao Yuheng was still fuming, grumbling away.

Old First and Old Second were starting to get a bit annoyed by his ranting. Seeing that Heng-ge was truly enraged, Jinbao-er remembered seeing someone take a pair of underwear earlier. So, he cautiously mentioned that he might have seen something today.

Zhao Yuheng grabbed Jinbao-er and charged out. They only had to cross the hallway. Zhao Yuheng pushed the door open and walked into the opposite dorm wearing nothing but his boxers. The people inside saw a tall, muscular man in boxers entering aggressively and looked at him warily.

Zhao Yuheng was looking for the “four-eyes” with glasses. Luckily, there was only one in the room, located by the right-hand window. The “four-eyes” was currently wearing only a nightgown.

“It’s in that basin.” Jinbao-er saw the basin the boy had been carrying under the bed and spoke tentatively.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuheng walked over without hesitation, grabbed the clothes in the basin, and tossed them aside. Sure enough, he found the black high-elasticity underwear at the very bottom.

“Damn it, it really was you stealing my underwear!” Zhao Yuheng stood up abruptly, looking at the “four-eyes” with a menacing air.

The “four-eyes” stared straight back at him. Seeing that brazen gaze, Zhao Yuheng felt an instant wave of extreme nausea. He turned and ran out.

Jinbao-er hadn’t even reacted yet. He turned to see Zhao Yuheng enter their dorm, pull on a pair of shorts and a black T-shirt, and walk back out.

“Damn it, you f***ing pervert! You dare stare at me? You’re looking for death!”

Before Zhao Yuheng’s voice even faded, his right leg swung like an iron bar, kicking the iron ladder of the “four-eyes” bunk bed with a heavy thud.

CLANG!!!

A deafening roar exploded in the dormitory. The violent impact sent the entire iron bed frame shaking wildly, letting out an ear-piercing sound of twisting metal.

The “four-eyes” on the bunk was jolted upward, his glasses nearly flying off. He curled into a ball, his face pale with fright, shaking like a leaf. The others in the dorm didn’t even dare to breathe, shrinking their necks for fear that this god of wrath’s anger would spill over onto them.

Zhao Yuheng’s chest heaved violently, the veins at his temples throbbing, his eyes fierce enough to devour someone. He pointed at the boy’s nose, his words like knives, carrying an unprecedented loathing.

“You fing want to be fed by a man so bad? Go find a man, go find a hustler! What are you stealing my underwear for?”

“Aren’t you disgusting? You dead pervert, get the hell away from me!”

Zhao Yuheng practically roared those last few words, spittle flying onto the other’s face.

“I despise people like you the most going into heat the moment you see a man. Low-life!”

“Get lost, don’t let me see you again, or I’ll beat you every time I do!”

…

The dormitory door slammed shut with a BANG.

Jinbao-er froze in place, even forgetting to breathe. The vibration from Zhao Yuheng’s kick just now felt like it hadn’t hit the bed frame, but had slammed directly into his heart instead.

He looked at Zhao Yuheng’s back, which was still trembling slightly from anger. Those curses kept echoing in his mind:

“Aren’t you disgusting?”

“Dead pervert!”

“Low-life!”