Troubles

My cheeks turned red from both the embarrassment and his hand that was still on the zip.

I swallowed as I slowly took the cup of water, and drank from it.

My throat felt parched, and not even the water I drank can stop that.

"You like the food?" The devil incarnate slowly opened the button of my trousers and zipped them down while asking his sister a question.

"Stop!" I hit my hand on his, and—

"Sorry," I nervously smile at the sister who's now glaring daggers at me. "I was thinking of the traffic light song I learnt in—" I suck in a breath when I felt him ease my trouser.

"You know what? Don't explain anything to me. Continue with your meal, I would rather not hear your explanations any more."

"Lee is just like a baby. I can't believe he's thinking of his years in Kindergarten while we were eating." Chuckling, Sly ate another fork full of spaghetti.