"Your pants, I meant!"

She was flustered red. Her cheeks burning with embarrassment at her own words. "Sorry, uh- I did not know what I was thinking. I do not mean it. Not at all. It's just-"

"Umm... It's fine." I said. "So... umm..."

"Yeah, take it off." said she. "Oh! Do you want me to go out of something?"

"No!" now I was flustered red, "I mean, umm... it's fine. You can if you want to but it's fine. Stay. Just that- umm... I uh- I have worn a weird underwear... so, like... if possible... don't laugh." She chuckled. I was beet red.

"Okay, okay," she pushed her hairs behind her eyes, so cute, "I won't."

So, I turned around & I pulled down my pants. Ahhh! That underwear. The flashy red V shaped. Why had I worn it that day!? She could see the back very clearly. But that was the least of my problems right now. The main issue was that I was hard. And bulging. Shit. How would I turn around?

I put my hands around my groin, & still looking down, turned around. I handed her my pants & I sat down by a crate, so did she. She was biting her lips, not laughing & I could see the pressure on her face. We remained in silence for quite some time there. Before she burst out laughing.

She laughed & laughed & laughed. Peel after peel. I just stared at her in embarrassment & surprise combined. Even though I was embarrassed, she looked beautiful, not going to lie. She laughed & laughed. Uncontrollably. She even put her hand on my shoulder while laughing. The storeroom was but a very little place. We were practically sitting side-by-side.

"Oooooh man! So, good. You looked so, so good." said she. Sniffing & rubbing her wet eyes. "Damn! I haven't laughed so much in such a long time. You are like Peter. You make me laugh so much!" said she. Then she looked at me. A warm smile on her face. I smiled back.

But she kept looking for a little more than I could understand. And suddenly, we zapped out of it together & she began stitching again. "Sorry for that," said she.

"Same here." Silence again. "By the way, who's Peter?"

She looked at me. Stumped for some reason. "Umm... Peter... Peter Parker? Spider-Man."

I was kinda confused.

"I am a big comic fan!" said she.

"Oh! That makes sense. Fair enough..." said I.

Hmm
So, again, we continued in silence. She did the stitching & I stared into nothingness. My mind was full of many things right now. I was really, really, aroused. But somehow I had managed to hide it from her as she was working. I wanted to ask her out. Like, right now. But was this right time? I was confused. There was a voice in my head saying, just say it. Just say it.

"Just say it." said she.

"Huh?" I looked at her.

She looked up. Biting her tongue. "Oh... umm... nothing. Nothing, nothing. Just voices in my head." she chuckled, forcibly.

I chuckled too, forcibly. Heck! This was becoming awkward. But wait... was she thinking the same thing that I was thinking? Or was she a clairvoyant!? Eh... Both of the things were completely out of place & totally unbelievable. But even if I had to choose, I would choose the possibility of her being a clairvoyant. Because there is no way in the world that she likes someone like me. That much, I was pretty confident about.

Just then, she suddenly started humming a song. I looked at her. She looked at me & we exchanged smiles. She continued humming for a minute or two. I heard the song carefully, her voice was so sweet. So beautiful. The song she was humming was: "I would never fall in love again, until I found........"

Okay, that was it.

"Would you- umm..." she looked at me, I looked at her. Okay! This is hard. I did not realize but my hands were in the air now, as I was talking to her. "Would you... like to... you know... like- if you like to... maybe... you know... like- go... you know... go out... for like- coffee or something?"

She looked at me. Blinking. Her mouth slightly agape. I awaited an answer. Nervous. Now sweaty.

"As- as a date?" asked she.

I licked my lips & bit them. "Umm... yeah. If you don't mind, you know..."

She looked away. Not in my eyes anymore. But I could see a tingly of redness on her cheeks. Then, after a moment, she looked back at me & she smiled & nodded. "Yeah... sure..."

I smiled back at her & looked away. Happy. HAPPY!? I WAS FUCKING OVERJOYED! I WANTED TO DANCE BUT MY FUCKING UNDERWEAR WOULD FALL!

"So, I am your girlfriend?"

I was stumped.

"Umm... like-"

"I want to be your girlfriend."

I was stumped for real now. My mouth agape. Eyes wide. Eyebrows up. "You-"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Yup."

"And from here, I can see that you are really excited about it!" she said, pointing at my groin! I looked down. THE BULGE! I instantly put my hands on it again, now redder than beet. She chuckled. I was so hard now. "Oh! You're so cute! Cutiepie."

I looked at her in surprise! Cutiepie!? And she burst off laughing! Just like before. I fell in love with her all over again as she laughed & laughed & laughed. "Sorry..." she said finally, controlling herself, "I know it was cringe."

I didn't say anything. Just chuckled. I was happy.

"But yeah, you can unhide your groin. I already saw the bulge. What are you hiding now?"

I looked at her & licked my lips. I scratched my head. And stretched out my legs as I moved my hands off. She looked at it. Clearly impressed. Her eyebrows raised. "Damn! That's kinda... impressive. Not as much as Hulk or anything, but yeah..."

I looked at her! Surprised again!

"What!?"

"I mean..." she was stumped again, "there was a... you know... porno graphic novel of Hulk & Natasha, I read that."

I was still shocked. Mouth agape. "Okay..."
Damn! She was a Marvel nerd