HEMP ROPE

1 Salty.

Loud chatter quieted down after the evening swim practice. The clock hand was at 9.30 pm. Everyone quickly changed their clothes so that they could go home. The president was meeting someone at 9.00 pm, leaving the vice president to close the club's door. Win chased out the juniors. They laughed, smacking each other's heads as they left. Silence fell in less than half an hour. Win rechecked the club to make sure.

 

"Crunch crunch."

 

His eyebrows twitched; Win tsked. This guy always ate his snack in secret when Dean wasn't around. He walked slowly towards the noise, as quietly as a lion locking on its prey, before he smacked his arms on the side of the locker, caging the culprit in his arms.

 

"Secretly eating again?" he whispered coldly.

 

The person got caught, startled, but there was no escape from these arms. He made a lopsided grin before tying up the plastic packet and putting it in his backpack.

 

"I'm hungry."

 

"Then eat a proper meal."

 

"Geez, Hia. It wasn't much." He raised his hands above his head to wai, but Win paid no mind.

 

"Ai Team..."

 

Team grunted but finally handed Win his snack. Then, his favourite yellow packet of snacks flew into the bin. Well, that was only twenty baht.

 

"You keep eating fried chips." Win chided, despite Team never listening.

 

"The baked one isn't as good as the fried." Team complained as he put his backpack on. Still, he couldn't escape from the arms.

 

"It's all bad cholesterol." Win wanted to smack him hard.

 

"It'll soon burn." Team shrugged.

 

"Not even swimming, oop!"

 

The vice president almost face-planted as a hand pressed on his head. Hot tongue and lips deliberately crushed him. Before he could regain his composure, Team broke the kiss. His mischievous eyes looked at him in amusement. Team licked his lips and ducked out of Win's arms.

 

"There's another way to exercise and burn cholesterol." Team waved him goodbye and strode out of the club's room, leaving the vice president rooted to the spot. 

 

"Lock the door, Hia." He yelled with annoying laughter.

 

Win ran a hand on his face, chuckling at his own surprise. He wiped his lips with a thumb and licked them with glittered eyes.

 

"Salty."

He must refrain that kid from bad snacks...