thirty nine.

                                    

                                          
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thirty nine.
                          
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ㅤ"ah, xukun" i moaned in pain. "more slowly" i begged.
                          
ㅤ"did it hurt?" he asked.
                          
ㅤ"yes" i answered. 
                          
ㅤ"but i can't do it any more slowly" xukun said.
                          
ㅤ"ah!" i let out a groan again.
                          
ㅤ"what's happening here?" zhengting then appeared through the door of xukun's room and stared at us.
                          
ㅤi was on the floor, facing the door with both legs open. xukun was behind me, with his hands on my back, pushing it down, helping me to stretch. 
                          
ㅤi had never been very flexible but i needed to for my performance with jieqiong and the boys, so i had to stretch. so, since i was hanging out with xukun, i had decided to ask him to help me stretch, but it was going worse than i had expected. 
                          
ㅤwhen zhengting showed up at the door, i realized that the noises we were making might look like anything else and i was instantly embarrassed. however, when zhengting saw us, his expression relaxed. he looked relieved. though what were we going to be doing there? we were surrounded by cameras and each other's rooms, plus it was xukun and me. 
                          
ㅤ"i'm helping xinyue stretch" xukun replied, pushing my back down again.
                          
ㅤ"ah!!" i exclaimed in pain again. "xukun, i told you more slowly! my back is breakable!" 
                          
ㅤ"they've been like this for five minutes" zhenghao, who was on the top bunk looking at us amusingly, replied to zhengting. "xinyue has no flexibility at all"
                          
ㅤ"hey! i've got something" i answered offended.
                          
ㅤ"a 80-year-old grandmother's" zhenghao answered me.
                          
ㅤ"my grandmother probably has more than you" xukun told me.
                          
ㅤ"it's just that i haven't been stretching lately, so i'm a lot worse off than i was before" i explained, but they didn't buy it.
                          
ㅤ"would you rather i help you, xinyue?" zhengting asked me.
                          
ㅤ"please" i said. "xukun will end up breaking my back" 
                          
ㅤxukun took his hands off my back and sat up on his bed, hurt that i had replaced him. but it didn't take long for him to forget and start eating some of the open snacks he had on the bedside table.
                          
ㅤ"i do these with chengcheng all the time" zhengting told me. "we should sit down in front of each other" i nodded and i turned my back to the bed and zhengting placed himself in front of me. we opened our legs and put our feet together. then he grabbed my arms and he started pulling me towards him to stretch.
                          
ㅤ"i wonder how long she'll last this time" zhenghao said.
                          
ㅤ"wanna bet?" xukun asked him.
                          
ㅤ"what can you offer me?" zhenghao asked him.
                          
ㅤ"two chocolate bars" xukun answered.
                          
ㅤ"deal" zhenghao replied. "i say she lasts one minute and thirty seconds"
                          
ㅤ"i say one" xukun told him.
                          
ㅤ"do you think it's okay to bet food while I'm dying?" i said with difficulty, as i felt that the muscles in my legs were going to tear at any moment. 
                          
ㅤ"yes" xukun answered. "zhenghao, are you timing?"
                          
ㅤ"of course. i want those two chocolate bars" zhenghao replied.
                          
ㅤ"let's take it up a notch" zhengting told me and i started to get scared. zhengting started to pull more towards him and i couldn't help but cry out in pain.