We, Without Me

Keventok Bread Sobek

Yuki seemed to freeze due to the piercing cold air. I don't know what happened that day, but there are definitely a lot of things that Yuki has been through. It was even difficult to digest his overcrowded brain.

“Haaah ..” Sighing heavily restrained, Yuki was still pensive at the glint that was hard to forget. Between shame and addiction, everything is mixed. If allowed his naughty hands want to wander longer, but on the other hand Yuki also prestige to admit it.

“Ki, what method is this using?” tanya Dimas pointed at the paper sheet full of Yuki's analysis. He seems very curious about the new foreign method he knows from the thesis report and analysis results Yuki is working on.

Turning his head, Dimas wanted to ask again, but instead found Yuki with an empty straight look. Looking at the vehicle in the parking lot, but his pupils did not react in the slightest.

Suddenly Dimas stroked his chest slowly, pulling the end of Ara's shirt. The two different types of people looked at each other for a moment, then both frowned in wonder at Yuki who had been acting strange all day.

Jerking Yuki's shoulders at home enjoying the daydream, Dimas said with high intonation, “Yukii!! What method?!”

“Bread torn,” latah Yuki, reflex answered carelessly according to the processing of his brain. He was shocked by the body being shocked. A second later stared in a daze at Dimas and Ara alternately as if his life had yet to be fully accumulated.

“Hah?” Dimas looked up at Yuki's quick answer. Totally beyond expectations. “What torn bread? Canteen there if you're hungry!”

“Ap-what the hell?! Disturb people again ngayal toast torn limited edition!” sudang Yuki acted angry, even though he was trying to cover up the shame that spread a red cloak in his earlobe.

“Resek yes if laper. Sono's gone! Hus ... Hus ...” Dimas flicked his hand, expelling Yuki who was on his right side.

“You are not?” chirp Ara suddenly while thrusting a 3 thousand cheese wafer that is still sealed in yellow plastic packaging.

“Yuki is a people who do not eat if not rice, Ra. Until the shadow of the torn bread must have been hungry,” said Dimas immediately, but the facts.

“Or maybe less caress huh? Don't-don't that ripped bread again, ngaku!!”

Checkmate.

Forcibly swallowing her saliva, Yuki stuttered at the exact sentence Dimas said. The girl pretended to be busy tidying up her hair ties while singing her lips.

"My money!!" exclaim Dimas demanding. Again Dimas shook Yuki's shoulder.

“Apaan anyway!” yuki's strangling misbehavior while pinching Dimas's original arm. He snorted in annoyance at Dimas who could have guessed the contents of his mind.

“Aduduuh really my friend asked to be dear yes to ngebayangin bread torn? Here let my dear brother,” seductive Dimas suddenly while playing both his eyebrows up and down together. Do not forget to rub a small part of the arm that is painful, the effect of the malignant pinch Yuki.

“Gaje! Move aside! I want to buy hodgepodge,” ketus Yuki sewot. He nudged the rough back of Dimas with his elbow. Leaving other pain in the flesh of the thin back that was hit by the elbow bone as sharp as an ax.

“Anjir! Pain bele!” umpat Dimas while trying to reach Yuki's former elbow. The young man raised the upper left corner of his lips, certainly not a smile, but a bitter annoyance at Yuki who stuck out a mocking tongue.

Ara had already rotated her eyeballs. Responding lazily to the events that have just taken place in plain sight. The girl instead put a 3 thousand cheese wafer into the bag and packed a sheet of hvs containing the recently studied data for analysis. Ara wanted to return overtime, but not in the laboratory, but in her own room while lying down.

On the other hand, Yuki grumbled in annoyance, condemning his amby concentration. Repeatedly trying to focus, focusing on astonishing data, but repeatedly also the concentration was dissolved. Replaced by the shadow of torn bread that he had not even seen this morning.

Even so crazy torn bread was visualized in mollusk species obtained as one sample of research. Slow-moving snails, blockaded in a quadratic transect until caught suddenly into a stocky, muscular snail with carved bread torn of various sizes.

“Why sudden shadow of torn bread anyway?” rutuk Yuki on his mind that was still wandering.

The girl's eyes even seemed to be full of torn bread molds behind a thin black sheet of cloth. Though if remembered again Yuki had even seen in the polosan version, only this time he managed to fumble.

“Why still feel the abdominal muscles ... Aarrgghh!! Is this called keventok torn bread? Astoge Yuki is conscious!! Kayak just this time,” whine Yuki while ruffling her hair rough. Everywhere Yuki looked was filled with the shadows of torn bread.

“But it's new this time. Hiish ...," said Yuki, but also implied annoyance.

Plaque.

The loud sound of a light slap that brought the skin of the forehead together with the palm of the hand did not make Yuki moved to the feeling of hot throbbing. The girl gritted her teeth as if she was chopping straw. “Think Yuki! What dominant mollusk can be a bioindicator of water quality??”

“Aargh ... Can't think.” Yuki's ruffled her hair.

“Well yeah .. Who's the cogan that can invade your brain?! Mr Rava? Amit-amit kanebo was already a charmer. Hmm ... Doctor Dion, yes, Doctor Dion,” is like lightning that strikes Yuki instantly excited. The girl nodded a few times in excitement. “That's why is all good looking? But it is most effective as an eye medicine. Smile continue not to talk, Doctor Halu."

Yuki's attitude of dialogue alone, grumbling and smiling repeatedly succeeds like a madman to other students milling about. Even some thought Yuki was possessed or depressed at his status as a final-level senior. But Yuki obviously didn't care. He was not even aware of every pair of eyes that shone in horror.

Rubbing her eyes slowly, Yuki chuckled at her imagination. "Get the level apparently. Heh ... Now the whole thing I'm shadowing. Ckck ...." Subjecting her face, Yuki walked towards the canteen. Maybe it was the effect of hunger that made him unable to forget the incident this morning.

"You're still mad about this morning? Sorry ... I didn't ask permission to take you home. What else is unconsciously hugging you. I can't get into your boarding house and you're also very sound. I swear I didn't do anything bad except hug this morning."

'This one is real, ' Yuki muttered inwardly without showing a surprised look, precisely struggling to behave as casually as possible. Though if it may be Yuki wants to escape because she is too embarrassed to look at Keven. Uncovered was his secret that often imagined torn bread Keven.

Flashback.

“Hehe .. Hehehe .. You are coming again. Why do you keep coming?"

A distinctive hoarse voice just woke up accompanied by a lazy weak job hypnotizing Keven. But it also managed to make Keven clumsy because he was caught gently stroking the thin cheeks that bulge funny when nagging.

"I keep coming?" chirps Keven while widening his smile. Her heart flowered as she realized the meaning of the word 'come' that Yuki muttered.

Unfortunately Keven's euphoria of happiness passed too short. The smile disappeared, changing the lingering.

"I'm sick ... It hurts here because of you," Yuki said to Keven, who she still thinks is an illusion. His eyes were closed, but his tongue kept stringing words.

A moment later the tip of the girl's index finger made a circular pattern on Keven's chest. Chuckled bitterly as if disguising a sob. The next second with his disrespectful the frail hand slipped behind Keven's thin black shirt. Move slowly, obscuring every hard curve perfectly sculpted.

Sontak Keven gasped. Stuck watching the amused smile that adorns Yuki's tiny face.

"Sniff bread ...."

Keven's defense. The rainbow bristled all over her body making her brain want more in that cold morning, but also hoping to end soon when considering her relationship with Yuki is not okay.

Withdraw Yuki's hand out. Gently banned to stay outside his shirt. But what does Keven's thin shirt mean if Yuki's hand again groans everywhere even in a more limited scope.

"Hehe ... Tear bread ...."

Keven's resignation allowed Yuki to continue the action. Now he hugged Yuki tightly. Possessive on a bed that used to be always cold. Funneling love and affection wrapped in longing and regret.

Draped over Yuki's tapered cheeks with fingers. He slowly pecked the forehead of the girl who still continued to sleep soundly in his arms. Whispering many confessions until he follows Yuki through the dreamland in the new peace he first feels.

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Seconds by seconds the clock kept turning. The sun that had been poking coyly had shown cheer to many humans who were cool at their respective activities. So do those who hide behind blankets.

The same thing happens in a square room that has long been rarely inhabited. A beam of light enters through the curtain gap, delivering a warm sensation. The glare disturbed the sense of sight of a girl who suddenly glared sharply, not at the sun, but a real form in front of the eyes.

'Aaaaaaaaaaa ..' Yuki shouted without a sound. He panicked in a confined position with Keven's sturdy arm.

"Sh." shush." Keven suddenly hissed, wriggling while still holding Yuki.

"Morning," said Keven without awkwardly to the puzzled Yuki. Whether consciously or not the man wrapped his arms around Yuki's waist.

A moment later Yuki lowered her gaze, feeling strange at something that was swept away by the palm. Spontaneous Yuki was dumbfounded at the mischievous hand that snuck in and squeezed Keven's muscular stomach.

"A-bk ... I could tell, "yuki said to Keven, but did not move or slide her hand slightly from Keven's stomach. He just mercilessly sent the results of the palm scan to the nerves of the brain.

"Geli, Ki," whispered Keven ambushing Yuki's consciousness that had been floating.

"Basic brash!!" pekik Yuki fierce while pushing rough chest Keven.

Off Flashback.

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Thank you for waiting for Yuki's story, hopefully not boring🥰