CH 7

Shy

Translated by boilpoil

Edited by boilpoil

Somewhat frustrated at the impasse in communication, Bai Yao’s face darkens a little.

His appearance is already intimidating, probably because of his snow leopard nature. When he smiles, he looks manly, but when he does not, he looks scary. When he’s actually angry, he’s heard him described as having a layer of ice come over his eyes.

The little sea otter seems to understand, too, and appears visibly distressed and shrinking. He then looks around a little, and notices how the floor is quite wet from him walking around, and his nose twitches.

He had quite a bit of sand in his fur, and he was still wet with the ocean ocean. His thick fur means he hasn’t dried out, and wherever he walks, he leaves a little wet trail behind him.

The little sea otter then concludes it must have been because he was not clean that Bai Yao is unhappy, and looks to his left where the bathroom is, and slowly wobbles over.

Bai Yao wanted to scold the sea otter, but sees that he is clearly distracted with something else. Frustrated, like trying to punch a pile of cotton, he ruffles his hair once before following behind, to see what has the sea otter so captivated.

The bathroom by the master bedroom is large, with both an area for showering and a big bathtub built with white porcelain tiles. The little sea otter is leaning next to the bathtub, then looks back at Bai Yao with his paws on the tub’s side, waiting.

Seeing that Bai Yao is only looking at him curiously, the sea otter hesitates and thinks, then finally, with one firm push, he lifts himself over the top.

And falls flat into the tub, with a big thunk.

It sounds like it really hurts.

The idea that the sea otter is trying to take a shower finally comes across to Bai Yao.

Because he saw the little sea otter has cleaned himself well when left alone upstairs. Now, he can only faintly smell the sea from him, like the ocean breeze carried to the restaurant by the morning winds. Bai Yao loves the ocean, and doesn’t exactly find it problematic.

The sea otter sees that Bai Yao is still watching him from the entrance, and thinks for a while, before putting his paw on the faucet by the wall, and pats it, before looking back at Bai Yao.

Not just a shower, but he wants Bai Yao to shower him, huh.

Bai Yao is going to refuse, but the little sea otter’s big, watery eyes are stopping his words in his throat.

Oh, damn it all. He’s a snow leopard. Two wild animals shouldn’t be embarrassed seeing each other naked.

Finally, as the little sea otter was hoping, Bai Yao walks over, and turns the water on. He tries the temperature a little, and recalls that sea otters generally spend their time in cooler ocean water, and turns down the heat.

“Get back a little. It might be a little hot still.”

The little sea otter obediently backs off, while looking at the rising waters with excitement.

When the water is some ways filled, he immediately leaps on, rolls over, and lies flat inside the waters of the tub with his tummy on the top and his paws resting above. He narrows his eyes, relaxed, and is even making what sounds like soft purring from his throat.

Bai Yao can also finally see that, cleaned, his face and tummy actually has similarly whitish grey fur that’s quite soft when pet.

Suddenly, he thinks of something, and the corner of his mouth rises mischievously. He looks at the area between the sea otter’s legs.

Ah, testies.

He’s a boy… uh, well, male…

He couldn’t help but run his hand from his tummy to the area down under. He can feel it, and it has a dense layer of fuzz on it that has quite the heavenly feel to it.

Pretty cute, if he’s honest.

The little sea otter, meanwhile, shudders as soon as his member was touched by Bai Yao. He almost turns into a stiff floating wooden board.

After the brief shock, he makes a squeak and quickly covers his nether regions with his two paws, having rolled up a little into a ball of sea otter. He also rolls his big, flat tail over to cover it up. His face looks like it has ‘see no evil’ and ‘you pervert’ written all over it.

Bai Yao chuckles before he looks away.

The water now filled, Bai Yao shuts the faucet and runs water through the little sea otter’s fur with his fingers. The sea otter is quite cooperative, raising his paws so that Bai Yao can clean him better.

This allows Bai Yao to discover all the hidden treasures he’s kept under his armpits. Two small piece of stones, something like a rolled up ball of seaweed, the somewhat stale oyster, some kind of rope woven from seaweed, and finally, one large scallop shell he finished earlier in the afternoon.

Deciding that the shell is unsanitary to keep around, and that unsanitary trash belongs in the bin, Bai Yao removes it for confiscation, and puts it onto the wash basin to throw away later.

The little sea otter’s eyes are completely fixed on his beloved shell, however. Seeing it placed on the side of the basin, he tries to reach for it when Bai Yao is turned around.

Unfortunately, he is wet, and so is the tub. He slips, and falls back into the tub with a ‘splash’ this time around, splattering water all over the bathroom and Bai Yao.

Bai Yao is knitting his brows as he runs his hand through his newly wet hair, going “tch.”

He definitely didn’t have the slightest idea his day would turn out like this when he woke up. He sits on his little stool, blanking out for a while, even wondering if he might have been dreaming all along, before facing reality again and looking down at his clothes.

His tanktop has turned see-through, and the muscle definition is clearly visible underneath. Without hesitating, he takes them off, revealing a slender waist with six orderly packs of abs underneath.

He has broad shoulders and a narrower waist that one gets by doing hard labour every day, without drinking protein supplements or lifting weights standing in place.

His light grey sweatpants underneath aren’t pulled tight either, with the two ends of the rope hanging a little. It is just loose enough to reveal the Apollo’s belt on the side.

The little sea otter is still obsessed with his scallop shell, but when looking back up, he notices Bai Yao’s naked waist immediately, and his eyes widen, and jaw loosen almost immediately.

With a squeak, he retrieves his shell, and quickly lands back onto the bathtub, putting the shell on his tummy, while floating with his two paws over his eyes, refusing to look at Bai Yao.

The paws sure are covering up the eyes tight, not allowing even a gap. The entire log of sea otter is frozen save for his lightly wiggling tail, creating ripples across the bathtub.

This rapid succession of movements would have been almost amusing if Bai Yao wasn’t all wet right now, “oho. Shy now, aren’t we?”