If that aint a kick in the.. side?

So I was walking to the CAD lab today to check my e-mail before I went to work. And as I went to turn the corner, I suddenly felt this pain and push on my side. I had just been hit.. in the side. Nay, I had just been kicked. Now it wasn't extremly painful, but I'm a delicate person and I don't like pain. I turned and there was Ben! ... I couldn't believe it. He had just kicked me in the side.

Me: Did you just kick me? **ish angry**

Ben: It was a gremlin.. I saw him do it.

Me: That's so not cool Ben. Why did you kick me? **still angry**

Ben: Because you were too far away to grab. **insert stupid grin**

Me: Well you could have just hurried up and ran over. **pissed**

Ben: I don't like running. **hug**

Me: That hurt Ben. **glare** Don't kick me. **I storm away**

So... I don't really know what that was about. And I'm really not that sure how to feel about it. From one perspective, to me, it seems like I'm just a buddy and he can fool around with me and abuse me like one of the guys. On the other hand.. it seems like a boyish way of flirting. I'm thinking my first hypothesis is the correct one. Kind of like when he hit me as I walked out on Sunday from DnD.

I really don't appreciate it and it makes me feel disrepected. If he does it again, we're having words. I deserve to be treated better than that.