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Snore. Snore.
The cool spring breeze flowing through his hair, the slight chirping of the birds in the trees surrounding him 一 Taesan takes a peaceful nap on one of the outdoor tables scattered throughout his university’s campus.
University. Stressful, especially for a first year freshman.
Taesan enjoys his little break from his usual hellish routine. That is, until a soccer ball hits him directly on the head, waking him up with a groan.
“What the hell…” Taesan slowly rises from where his face lays on his arms, squinting adjusting to the sunlight. What dumbass hits someone with a soccer ball while they’re trying to sleep?
As his eyes finally refocus, he sees a boy run over to the table, waving his arms apologetically. When the figure comes closer, Taesan unfortunately figures out who this star player is.
Oh. Taesan sighs. That dumbass.
“I’m so sorry!” The boy apologizes with a big smile, running his hand through his light brunette hair. “Though, you could also thank me. Looks like you got distracted from your studying.” The boy laughs and points down to the piles of notebooks and textbooks Taesan laid out on the table 一 being forgotten 5 minutes after, leading to his decision to take a nap.
Myung Jaehyun. Despite being in his university for a little longer than a semester, he knew Myung Jaehyun. Everyone did. He was that one sunbae that made his presence known on campus. Many girls liked him because he was handsome, many guys liked him because they wanted to be his friend. Taesan on the other hand 一 he hated him.
Even at this moment now, with that goofy smile plastered across his face, Taesan could only roll his eyes.
“I’m not thanking you.” Taesan bluntly responds, sighing and closing the open notebook he previously laid out. Packing his things and shoving them into his bag, Taesan leaves the table to find a study room instead. More quiet, less people. Less Myung Jaehyun.
୨ৎ
“A tutor?” Taesan questions his mom at the dinner table.
Taesan’s parents were a prime example of The Asian Parent. They only wanted good things for their son, so they focused heavily on Taesan’s grades from early on into his academic career. However, he couldn’t complain 一 it payed off. Taesan ended up with some of, if not the, highest grades in his highschool. Though, it seems university was a harder shift than he expected.
Taesan’s mom grabs Taesan’s hand from across the table. “It seems you’re struggling to adjust from highschool, sweetheart. So, I hired a tutor for you.”
“I don’t need a tutor.” Taesan tries to defend himself.
His mom doesn’t budge. “Try it out for a few weeks and maybe you’ll improve. He’s only a year older than you, and he goes to the same university too. I think we can trust him.”
Taesan turns over to look at his dad, staring at him for some back-up. Taesan’s dad only continues to pick at his food below him, allowing his wife to do all the talking.
“He’s coming over in an hour. I asked him to come by after dinner.” Taesan’s mom returns to eating.
Taesan feels like the whole situation is unfair, but he will admit his grades have been slightly decreasing. He decides to follow his mother 一 it’ll only be for a month or so anyway, no big deal. Maybe it will help boost his grades. It couldn’t hurt to try.
When the doorbell to his apartment rings, Taesan hurries to the door to open it. Unlocking the door and prying it open, Taesan wonders who the mystery tutor could be. Is it that one super smart sunbae who’s always winning the university’s awards? Or, that other sunbae who’s known for the best notes in school. I hope it’s her. Those notes are a goldmine. Maybe it’ll be that sunbae I always see in the library. Or maybe…
“Hi!”
Myung Jaehyun.
“You’re my tutor?” Taesan’s smile drops.
“Wow.” Jaehyun sarcastically exclaims, bringing himself in and chucking off his shoes. “This is how you welcome your guests?”
“Hello, Jaehyun!” Taesan’s mom appears from around the corner. “Welcome to our home! Come in, come in!”
Taesan turns to his mom and whispers closely. “ This is the tutor you hired?”
“Of course!” She says out loud. “Jaehyun said he was the best of the best!”
Taesan returns his attention to Jaehyun, who nods his head excitedly 一 Taesan rolls his eyes. Really? Myung Jaehyun? The best of the best? Taesan only knew Jaehyun as the annoying sunbaenim, roaming around campus yelling and laughing with his friends. He recalls only ever seeing him playing on the soccer field, or eating plenty of snacks in the cafeteria. What does he know about being a tutor?
“Let me show you to my son’s room!” Taesan’s mom grabs Jaehyun by the arm, dragging him down their 一 bougie and expensive 一 apartment's hallway into Taesan’s room.
Taesan sluggishly follows.
୨ৎ
“I can’t believe my mom even trusts him as a tutor. He talks about random things more than he actually teaches me.” Taesan kicks his feet out, leaning his back against the bench he and Leehan, Taesan’s first year friend, found themselves sitting at.
“That’s harsh.” Leehan leans back as well, matching Taesan.
The first week of Jaehyun’s private tutor lessons had been more of an inconvenience than a help. Taesan would try and focus on completing or solving questions from his textbook, but Jaehyun would find the random knick-knacks in Taesan’s room more interesting 一 pointing to them as an attempt to start small talk.
To make matters worse, it would not stop there. If Jaehyun were to see Taesan on campus, he’d raise his arms up high and wave them trying to catch his attention. Obviously it worked, with Jaehyun yelling his name out loud, but Taesan would act like he didn’t hear a thing. Ignoring Jaehyun on campus became even harder than it was before, now that he was basically at his house every other day.
“He’s such a bother.” Taesan sighs, placing his hands on his face.
“If you hate him that much, give him to me.” Leehan pats Taesan on the shoulder, trying to show him some empathy. “I could use some help with my grades too.”
“Leehan. I bet you his grades are worse than yours.”
Leehan gasps. “Worse than mine? That’s, like, really bad.”
“Exactly.” Taesan sighs, for the hundredth time this week.
With his hands still covering his face, Taesan thinks of all the possible ways he could get rid of Jaehyun before his tutor sessions with him drag out any longer. However, as he’s thinking, he feels a heavy clunk of plastic knock the top of his head.
Sitting up straight on the bench, Taesan removes his hands and is met with a smiling Jaehyun in front of him. Great, now what.
“Here.” Jaehyun takes a bottle of banana milk, seemingly the one tapped on his head a few seconds ago, and presents it in front of Taesan. “This is for you.”
Taesan hesitantly accepts the milk, turning it around to see a sticky note plastered on its side.
“Meet me at the location listed on the note, I wanna talk to you. See you in a bit.” Jaehyun ends off his last comment with a cheeky wink, before turning around and walking away smugly with his hands in his varsity jacket. Taesan pulls off a face of disgust.
Leehan nudges Taesan with his elbow. “Oh? What is this? You two a thing?”
“Absolutely not.” Taesan denies, taking the thin plastic straw and stabbing it through the opening at the top of the bottle.
Sipping his milk, Taesan wanders through the hallways of one of the buildings on campus. He really did all of that just to meet at a study room? Just say you wanted to go over a lesson, why make it weird.
Eventually he finds the room Jaehyun suggested to meet at, peeking through the door’s window to see him sitting at a desk in the front of the room.
Opening the door, Taesan throws his now empty milk bottle into the classroom’s trash can. “Why do you want to study now? Are you too busy to do it in the evening at my place?” He closes the door behind him. “It’s whatever, I kinda prefer this anyway.”
“Oh, I didn’t call you here to study.” Jaehyun confesses, standing up from the desk and making his way towards Taesan.
Taesan pauses, his eyebrow raising in question. “Then why did you call me?”
Jaehyun eventually walks up directly in front of Taesan, only a few inches away from the door. “I wanted to ask you something.”
What’s with this weird atmosphere? Taesan thinks, backing himself up against the surface of the door. What does he want to ask me?
“What… what is it…” Taesan stutters out as Jaehyun gets closer.
Jaehyun licks his lips.
This is weird. What is he going to say? Just as Taesan’s about to ask him again, Jaehyun grabs both of Taesan’s arms and blurts out.
“Do you hate me or something? Why do you keep ignoring me! This is the first time anyone’s ignored me. It hurts, dude! Do you not want to be my friend? Everyone wants to be my friend. Why leave me hanging all the time, it’s so embarrassing!”
“What?” Taesan did not expect those jumble of words to come out of Jaehyun. Though to be fair, he doesn’t really know exactly what he was expecting.
“Why do you keep avoiding me? You hate me, don’t you.” Jaehyun cries out, pouting.
He’s really acting like a teenager right now. Taesan shimmies out of Jaehyun’s grasp, readjusting his posture. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Admit it, you hate me.” Jaehyun weeps, showing off beady eyes to Taesan.
“You really can’t accept one person disliking you?”
“Nope.” Jaehyun shoots up, linking his arm around Taesan’s. “Which is why I’m making it my goal to have you like me by the end of the day.”
“What’s that supposed to mean…”
୨ৎ
He doesn’t know how it happened, or what Jaehyun said to convince him, but Taesan finds himself at a cafe with the guy he dislikes the most.
Waiting for Jaehyun to finish ordering up at the front counter, Taesan observes the cafe from the little booth he told Jaehyun he’d wait for him at. The cafe is an explosion of pastel pink 一 the walls, decorations, tables and chairs. Hmm, not my taste. Taesan comes to a conclusion. Is sunbae into this kind of stuff?
Returning with a tray of drinks and a small slice of cake, Jaehyun sits directly across from Taesan.
“I got us both iced lattes and a slice of strawberry cake!” Jaehyun picks up one of the drinks and places it in front of Taesan.
“Thanks.” Taesan grabs the drink and sips through the straw that sticks in it. “Oh, this is pretty good!” Perhaps being a little too surprised by the taste, he spills some of the coffee on his lap. Grabbing a napkin, Taesan pats the excess liquid off.
Jaehyun warmly smiles. “I know! That's why this is my favourite cafe.” Jaehyun grabs one of the small forks on the tray and pokes it through the cake, getting a small serving. “Try the cake too, it’s the best thing here.”
“I’ll try it in a second.” Taesan explains, still looking down trying to remove as much of the coffee from his sweater as he can.
Jaehyun frowns. “Just try it, I promise it’s really good.”
“I said in a second-” Taesan looks up for a moment but gets interrupted by a fork, and a little bit of strawberry cake, shoved into his mouth. Biting down on the cake, he watches Jaehyun’s face slowly bloom into a smile. Did he just feed me?
Pushing Jaehyun’s arm away, Taesan complains. “Sunbae, what the hell?”
“How is it?” Jaehyun smiles again, his eyes turning into crescents, anticipating Taesan’s response.
It’s really good. Taesan formulates the answer in his head, but can’t seem to say it out loud. It’s like there’s a wall blocking him from speaking.
Taesan blankly stares at Jaehyun. Jaehyun tilts his head. “Hm?”
Blinking and shaking his head, Taesan snaps out of his daze. “It’s… it’s really good.” He fumbles on his words a bit, turning red 一 yet he doesn’t know if he’s red because he messed up speaking, or because of something else.
“Okay!” Jaehyun pokes the fork into the cake a second time, only this time flipping it around and handing the fork, loaded with cake, to Taesan. “Your turn!”
“...Huh?” Taesan looks down at the fork and back up to Jaehyun’s face.
“I fed you, so you feed me!” Jaehyun takes a hold of Taesan’s hand and places the fork in it, gesturing him to bring it up to his mouth.
Hesitantly, Taesan holds the fork closer to Jaehyun’s lips. What am I doing right now? He thinks, yet he continues with the action.
“Ah~” Jaehyun opens his mouth slightly. When the fork and cake finally reach his mouth, Taesan watches as Jaehyun’s tongue sticks out to move beneath the fork, grabbing at it. As his lips shut, so does his eyes. His mouth wraps around the fork carefully, some bits of icing sticking to the outside of his lips. Slowly pulling the fork out of Jaehyun’s mouth, his lips become pursed together, trying to remove as much cake as possible. Then, to finish it off, Jaehyun licks around his lips, removing the excess icing.
“Mmm!” Jaehyun exclaims, biting down on the cake. “This is even better than I remember!”
Taesan laughs awkwardly. Placing the fork down he gulps, avoiding eye contact with Jaehyun. He only fed him a small piece of cake, but why does it feel so sexual 一 or is that just what Taesan is thinking.
“Are you feeling hot? You’re sweating.” Jaehyun leans in, a look of concern on his face as he tries to face Taesan 一 Taesan, still looking anywhere but at the boy in front of him. “Drink some of your iced latte, it’ll cool you down.”
“Right…” Taesan picks up the straw, sipping large amounts of the drink at a time.
“I should drink too!” Jaehyun excitedly says, taking his drink and holding it up as he sips on the straw.
Suddenly, Taesan’s feeling brave and decides to take a peek at Jaehyun. When he looks up, he sees those same lips sucking on his plastic straw, staring directly at Taesan. Startled, Taesan chokes up on his drink, coughing on the coffee.
Jaehyun giggles. “Be careful!”
What the hell is wrong with me? Taesan wonders in between coughs.
Their next destination, an arcade. Taesan’s surprised there was even a place like this near their campus 一 if he had known sooner, he would have gone many times already.
Looking around with shining eyes, his gaze stumbles upon the rows of claw machines shining their bright LED lights in front of him. As he scans all of them, he finds a machine filled with a group of the same plushie 一 based on a character from his favourite animation. “Oh! I want this one.” Taesan eagerly places tokens into the machine, ready to pick up the toy.
Unfortunately, Taesan sucks at claw machines.
“This is sad to watch.” Jaehyun teases, leaning against the machine.
“Shut up!” Taesan snaps back, a little annoyed since he’s already wasted half of his tokens on one machine, trying to grab the toy 8 times previously.
When Taesan loses, yet again, Jaehyun steps in. “Move over, let me show you how it’s done.”
Accepting defeat, he allows Jaehyun to have a try. Switching positions, Taesan now leans against the machine, watching Jaehyun. Jaehyun's eyes widen and the reflection of the machine shines clear in his dark pupils. His eyes follow the claw closely, and his jaw slightly opens as he concentrates. Taesan can tell he’s working hard, and it’s almost cute?
To Taesan’s surprise, Jaehyun successfully grabs the plush toy, moving the joystick to bring it over the hole where it can be dropped. When the machine drops the toy, Taesan expects it to fall and land back into the pile with the others, but it fortunately falls in the hole where they can grab it.
“Yes!” They both say in unicent. Clearing his voice, Taesan scratches the back of his neck, pretending like he totally wasn’t just super excited.
“Aw, this is so cute!” Jaehyun coos, holding the plushie in his hands.
“Thanks, sunbae.” Taesan shoots his hands forward, signalling that he wants him to hand over the toy.
Jaehyun’s about to hand it over, but he suddenly pulls his hands back.
“Hey! I wanted it first.” Taesan complains.
“I’ll only give it to you if you do one thing.” Jaehyun smirks. “Call me hyung, just once.”
“No way.”
“Aw, please? Just one time. Thank you hyung! You’re the best hyung! Something like that, hm? ” Jaehyun holds the plushie tight in his arms, teasing Taesan.
Taesan doesn’t feed in. “Whatever. Keep the toy.” He turns around and walks away, trying to find another game to play.
“Hey! Wait up, I’m kidding!” Jaehyun follows behind, waving the toy in the air.
୨ৎ
Groaning, Taesan slowly opens his eyes from his sleep.
“Ugh, what’s going… on… ngh!”
Waking up, Taesan’s all sweaty and hot on his bed, and he feels a weird sensation in his lower half. Coming to his senses, he looks below him to see Jaehyun 一 his mouth halfway down Taesan’s dick.
“What… what the fuck? Ah…”
Jaehyun’s mouth wraps around Taesan perfectly, staring up as he takes him in deeper and deeper.
Why is Jaehyun sunbae giving me head right now? How did he come inside my house? Did mom let him in? Why am I naked? It’s hot. He’s hot. Oh, that feels good. Fuck.
Unknowingly, Taesan thrusts himself up into Jaehyun’s mouth, the tip of his dick hitting the back of Jaehyun’s throat. Jaehyun moans at the contact, the vibrations of his voice sending shivers down Taesan’s body. Taesan’s hands wander to the top of Jaehyun’s head, grabbing at his hair to shove him down his length even further. Jaehyun’s eyes start watering, and it’s by far the sexiest thing Taesan’s ever seen.
“Fuck, sunbaenim. You’re so- ugh, good.” Taesan bites on his lip, his hips repeatedly pushing up into Jaehyun’s head. With his cheeks hollowing, and his lips gliding across Taesan’s dick, it sends Taesan over the edge.
Caressing Jaehyun’s face, he feels himself getting close. “I’m… hah, close.”
Jaehyun slides off of Taesan, pumping his cock with his hands a couple times as he speaks with a raspy voice. “Cum on me Taesan. Cum on my face.”
So he does. Shutting his eyes tight, Taesan cums.
“Ah, sunbae…”
Opening his eyes, he hears birds singing outside his window. His room is eerily quiet. Jumping up from where he was laying down, he looks to his left then his right. No Jaehyun in sight. Only thing he sees is the wet stain on his sweatpants and bedsheets, along with a morning boner.
Shit. It was a dream.
୨ৎ
Ding! Dong!
“Honey, Jaehyun’s here!” Taesan’s mom yells out. Taesan’s heart skips a beat.
It’s been a couple days since that dream he had of Jaehyun, and it's constantly popped up in his thoughts multiple times afterwards. Just thinking about the dream has given him many boners, all of which he’s had to deal with on his own. Though now, he’d have to face the main character of said dream. He wasn’t ready at all.
Placing his bag down like always, Jaehyun sits on the floor leaning against the mattress of Taesan’s bed. “So, what should we do today?”
Taesan gulps, the tips of his ears already turning red. “Uh, whatever sunbae wants to do. I don’t know. You decide. You’re the boss! Haha…”
Jaehyun confusingly smiles. “Okay?” Unpacking his bag, he pats on the floor beside him. “Here, come sit.”
Taesan knows if he goes and sits next to Jaehyun, he’s going to lose his mind. Him being in his room alone, the place where in another universe in the multiverse he gave him head, is already too much for him to handle. “No. No, it’s okay. I’ll stay here… on my bed. You stay there… on the floor.”
“What?” Jaehyun laughs at the absurd response. “Come on, sit down.” Jaehyun grabs at Taesan’s arm, trying to pull him down.
“Nope, don’t want to.” Taesan pulls back.
“Hmm…” Jaehyun thinks quietly. “Then I guess we’re doing the lesson on your bed.”
“Huh?”
By the time it takes Taesan to process what Jaehyun said, Jaehyun’s already climbing up on Taesan’s bed. Thinking it’s a good time to tease Taesan, Jaehyun crawls above him 一 his hands finding stability by either side of Taesan’s face, and his legs in between Taesan’s legs.
Taesan stares up at Jaehyun, Jaehyun looking down with the same sly smirk he always does. It’s the same face he saw in his dream. Taesan’s hard.
“Should we start the lesson?” Jaehyun whispers from above.
“Mhm…” Taesan nods, taking a pillow and placing it in his lap.
There’s no way I like Jaehyun sunbae, right? Nope. Not a chance.
୨ৎ
Every year, on this specific Friday, there’s an unspoken rule at Taesan’s university. On this day, all students skip. Either they plan a trip with their friends, chill at home, or get wasted at a bar 一 this being Taesan’s first out of many, he wanted to try out that last option.
Which is exactly why he’s here, at a local bar, halfway done with his second bottle of soju. He’s about to pour himself another shot when he sees a familiar face walk into the bar.
It’s Jaehyun, with some random dude Taesan’s never seen before.
Maybe it's the alcohol, or maybe Taesan’s just that much of a loser, but he instantly feels a wave of jealousy hit him. He knows he shouldn’t, they’re not even dating or together, but his feelings get the best of him.
Seeing the two hit it off, laughing with one another, makes Taesan angry. He finishes his bottle quickly, and begins working on a third. The effects of the soju don’t hit for a while, and it’s only after he’s poured his second shot of his third bottle that he begins to feel woozy.
When he watches the guy Jaehyun’s sitting with playfully punch Jaehyun in the arm, Taesan stands up, stomping his way towards Jaehyun.
“Sunbaenim…” Taesan slurs out.
“Oh! Hi, Taesan!” Jaehyun smiles at the unexpected guest. “Looks like you’ve been spending your first one of these right.” He laughs, and the guy beside him laughs too.
Taesan glares at the guy. “Who… hic, is this?”
“Ah… He’s just a friend in my class, we met on the way to the bar and decided to drink together.” Jaehyun explains, with a slight concern in his voice, watching Taesan sway side to side.
“Sunbae…” Taesan turns to face Jaehyun.
“Yeah?”
“Sunbaenim…”
“Mhm?”
“Sunbae, can I talk to you? Alone?” The alcohol in his system makes Taesan speak without thinking twice.
Jaehyun hesitantly looks at his friend. “Uh, I don’t know if it’s the best time. Could it wait till later?”
“Ah, sunbae. Please? ” Taesan pouts.
“Not right now, Taesan. I’ll meet with you in a bit-”
“Jaehyun hyung!” Taesan yells out, cutting Jaehyun off.
Jaehyun freezes. His cheeks turn pink, and his heart starts beating rapidly. Next thing he knows, he’s grabbing Taesan by the hand and dragging the both of them out of the bar.
Bringing the two of them to an empty alleyway, Jaehyun releases Taesan from his grip. “What did you want to tell me?”
Taesan hiccups, trying to scramble his thoughts into a proper sentence. “I hate you, sunbaenim!”
“Hey, I thought I was your hyung now.” Jaehyun teases, but is met with a strong kitten punch from Taesan.
“I hate that you’re always in my thoughts, and I hate that I think of you all the time. I hate that I find your smile hot, and- hic, hate that I want to kiss it off your face. I hate that I dream of you sucking my dick. Hate that I dream of you underneath me while I fuck you... I want to have sex with you, sunbaenim! Let me have sex with you! Please, let me fuck you.”
Jaehyun stands in front of Taesan in shock, contemplating whether or not his ears deceived him. “We need to get you home now.”
୨ৎ
“My head hurts…” Taesan rubs his eyes as he wakes up, pleasantly surprised by the soft comforter around him. Did mom change my sheets while I was gone?
Suddenly, Taesan feels a hand place itself on his leg. “You’re awake?” The voice, belonging to Jaehyun.
“Yeah… wait, where am I?” Taesan finally realizes he’s not actually in his room.
“My apartment.” Jaehyun reveals, before standing up. “Wait here, I’ll get you water.”
Returning to the room, Jaehyun hands Taesan a glass of water.
Taking a large sip, Taesan places the glass down on the nightstand beside him. “Thanks.” Taesan’s slight headache subsides for a moment, and his mind fills with a bunch of questions 一 all relating to asking why the fuck he’s in Jaehyun’s apartment.
Before Taesan can open his mouth to speak, Jaehyun asks him a question instead. “Do you, uh, remember anything from yesterday? Anything you might have said?” He doesn’t look at Taesan a single time, instead staring at the wooden floors of his bedroom.
Come to think of it, everything’s a blur for Taesan. “Actually, not much. I only remember drinking at the bar. Oh, then you came in with some guy 一 but after that, I can’t recall.”
“Ah…” Jaehyun nods his head carefully, a little relief in his tone of voice. “I should bring you home now.”
“Oh yeah, you should- wait!” Taesan jolts up. “What is my mom going to think, I didn’t tell her I’d stay out late, or even somewhere overnight. She must be so worried.”
Jaehyun pats the top of Taesan’s head. “Don’t worry, I already called her. I told her we did some overnight studying 一 she didn’t seem to mind.”
“Oh, thanks sunbae.” Taesan shrinks down at the gesture, his cheeks starting to rose up in colour.
“I’ll drive you home, come on.” Jaehyun hauls himself off of the bed, leaving the room.
What did I even do yesterday? Taesan rubs his temples.
Riding the elevator up to his apartment, Taesan taps his fingers along the railing. The quiet whirring of the machinery, along with the empty space lit up by the white lights around him, has Taesan deep in his thoughts. He’s been trying to remember any event that took place while he was drunk out of his mind, but nothing seemed to work on the way to his home 一 until something clicked.
“I hate that you’re always in my thoughts, and I hate that I think of you all the time.”
“I want to have sex with you, sunbaenim! Let me have sex with you! Please, let me fuck you.”
Taesan’s hand slaps over his mouth when the memories rush back. With his heart racing in his chest, he stands in the elevator alone in disbelief.
“There’s no way I said that.” Taesan’s pride goes down the drain, trying hard not to cry from embarrassment.
୨ৎ
After his memories resurface, and he remembers all the desperate things he confessed to Jaehyun, Taesan began to avoid Jaehyun at all costs. When Jaehyun called or texted saying he’d be coming over to tutor, Taesan denied the request, listing stupid excuses like he was sick or had some important business to take care of.
A week of no Jaehyun in Taesan’s house goes by, and Taesan’s mom isn’t happy with the news. She pays this guy to tutor her son, how is it he’s never in her house anymore?
Taking matters into her own hands, she calls Jaehyun.
Ding! Dong!
“Mom, who is it?” Taesan yells from his room.
Trying to eavesdrop, Taesan hears the shuffling of his mother’s feet reach the entrance of his home, listens to the door creak open, and hears the joyful tone in his mom’s voice as she welcomes the guest in.
Taesan stops everything he’s doing 一 he knows what tone of voice that is, she only uses it with one person. He knows exactly who’s here, and he wishes he didn’t. Myung Jaehyun.
Pulling Jaehyun by the arm, she drags Jaehyun into Taesan’s room. When he’s fully pushed into the room, Taesan and Jaehyun’s eyes meet, tension filling the air.
“Jaehyun’s here, honey! I invited him over since he hasn’t been here in a while, and he said he’d give you a longer lesson today. How wonderful is that!” Taesan’s mom claps her hands together in satisfaction. “I’ll leave you two be, study hard!”
As Taesan’s mom shuts the door, Jaehyun clears his throat. “So…”
Taesan stands up, jumping off of his bed. The thoughts of what he said that dreaded Friday still linger in his mind, and he wants to get rid of it as soon as possible 一 what better way to do that than to defend himself right away.
“I finally remembered what I said that day.” The words coming out of Taesan’s mouth relayed quickly, a little too fast as they seem squished together. “All I can say is, sorry. I don’t know what came over me. Maybe it was the alcohol? Maybe stress from school? I don’t know. Just know, I definitely didn’t mean that. I was drunk 一 people do silly things under the influence, right? Haha.”
“Taesan…” Jaehyun tries to grab Taesan’s attention.
“I totally do not want to fuck you. Never have actually. I lied about those dreams, yeah. Having sex with you would be so unappealing, I would never want to have sex. With you… sex...”
“You know…” Jaehyun drops his bag on the floor, making his way to stand in front of Taesan. “They say you speak the truth when you’re drunk…”
Taesan gulps as he comes near.
Taking his hands and slowly undoing the buttons of Taesan’s top, Jaehyun speaks softly. “If you want to fuck me, fuck me.”
The glint in Jaehyun’s eyes shift differently than any other time he’s been with Taesan, a gaze coated with a sense of desire that Taesan feels cautious about.
“I want you to fuck me, Han Taesan.” Jaehyun confesses, removing Taesan’s thin button up off his shoulders. “Until I’m a mess.”
He can’t take it anymore 一 Taesan needs Jaehyun.
Grabbing Jaehyun’s face with his hands, Taesan pushes himself into Jaehyun. Their lips crash, soft sounds coming from the two as they meet. The desperate smacking from each of their lips fill the room, heat rising as the kiss becomes deeper.
Taesan and Jaehyun move as one 一 in the way their heads flip and turn after every bite, but also in the way Taesan brings Jaehyun to fall onto his bed.
“Mgh… I’m hot Taesan…” Jaehyun complains from underneath, his eyebrows furrowing in the suffocation of his clothes. It’s a sign he wants Taesan to undress him 一 a sign Taesan immediately recognizes.
Sliding his hands underneath Jaehyun’s shirt, he feels up Jaehyun’s torso. He begins to rub his fingers up and down Jaehyun’s curves, his mouth finding its way to kiss underneath Jaehyun’s jawline and across his neck.
Obsessed with how red Jaehyun turns with every touch, Taesan disconnects his lips from Jaehyun’s skin, wanting to speak his thoughts into reality. “You are hot, sunbaenim… shit…”
Wiggling and whining some more, Jaehyun pouts. Taesan forgot he was supposed to remove Jaehyun’s shirt — hurriedly, he pulls off the shirt in one motion, staring at the topless older one below him.
Jaehyun’s hands reach up to the fabric of Taesan’s own shirt, tugging it upwards. Taesan allows Jaehyun to remove his shirt, chucking it to the corner of the room.
“Mmm…” Taesan hears Jaehyun breathe out. When he turns around to face Jaehyun again, Taesan sees Jaehyun working to remove his pants. This sunbae moves quick, huh? Taesan thinks, assisting Jaehyun as he slides his boxers and pants down.
Taesan stares at the bare Jaehyun in front of him, admiring his beauty from above. Deciding he can’t wait any longer, Taesan stands off the bed and tugs the rest of his own clothes off.
“Ngh… Tae, Taesan…” Jaehyun whines. Whipping his head at the noise, Taesan’s shocked at what he sees in front of him.
With his legs spread wide, Jaehyun opens himself up with two fingers, staring at Taesan. Pushing his fingers as deep as they can reach, Jaehyun moans through each movement. “Mgh… ah, ah!” Jaehyun’s head falls back.
Taesan hurries back to the bed. “Fuck, sunbaenim, looking at me gets you this aroused?” He says, crawling in the space between Jaehyun’s legs.
“Ngh… shut, shut up… ah…” Jaehyun continues to finger himself, struggling to reach in further.
Taesan notices, bringing his hand near Jaehyun’s hole. “Need my help?”
“Please..."
Taking his hand and grabbing Jaehyun’s hand with it, Taesan forcefully pushes Jaehyun’s fingers inside his hole.
Jaehyun jolts at the feeling of Taesan pulling and pushing his hand. “This is- ah, too much!” He cries out.
“Shh.” Taesan brings his head down to swallow the yelps escaping Jaehyun’s mouth. Kissing him deeply and pulling off slowly, Taesan continues. “My mom’s still home. You want her to hear you moan and scream, hmm? ”
Jaehyun shakes his head. “Taesan, ngh, I need it.”
Still pushing Jaehyun’s fingers in and out of Jaehyun's hole, Taesan tilts his head. “Need what? ” He teasingly asks.
“You- ah, know what I need…” Jaehyun turns even more red in the face. He turns his head to the side to avoid eye contact. “Your dick. I want your dick.”
The heat of the moment, and seeing Jaehyun so needy, turns Taesan bold. Pulling Jaehyun’s hand out of his hole — covered in precum and Jaehyun’s previous spit — Taesan’s brings the fingers close to his mouth.
“What… are you…” Jaehyun can’t question any longer when the exact fingers that were in his ass are now being sucked and licked by Taesan. “Taesan, what the fuck? Those were in my ass.”
Pulling the fingers out of his mouth with a pop, Taesan takes the palm of Jaehyun’s hand to lick it instead. “I don’t care.” He speaks into Jaehyun’s palm, followed by a few kisses on its surface.
“Ah! Taesan that… tickles.” Jaehyun lays underneath, watching as Taesan coats his hand with his spit.
Taesan then moves Jaehyun’s hand to curl around his dick, motioning him to stroke it with the added lubricant. “Fuck…” Taesan curses out once Jaehyn starts moving.
Watching Taesan twitch from his touch, Jaehyun pulls Taesan’s dick and brings it to the entrance of his hole. “Put it in, please.” He stares up at Taesan with puppy eyes.
Taesan was going to insert his dick himself, but it seemed Jaehyun was too impatient and began sticking the tip inside by himself.
Am I his dildo? Taesan thinks — he’s not a dildo, he’s a person. “No more touching.”
Grabbing Jaehyun’s hand, and taking the other free one as well, Taesan pins Jaehyun’s wrists to the bed. With Jaehyun’s hands pinned down, and his legs spread apart, Taesan starts pushing himself in.
“Ah, Taesan… faster… ” Jaehyun practically begs.
“I’m, ugh, trying sunbae…” Taesan groans, biting his lip. “You’re just so fucking tight, I think I’m- hah… about to lose my mind.”
As he reaches deeper into Jaehyun, his head finds itself back and attached to Jaehyun’s. Their tongues fight each other, saliva mixing — kissing each other with equal amounts of desire, biting and sucking wanting more.
When Taesan is fully in, he separates to breathe. “Are you... ha… okay, sunbaenim?” He asks, only a few centimeters above Jaehyun.
“Mm, I’m okay… but before you move… Taesan?” Jaehyun brings his head up, his lips brushing the side of Taesan’s ear as he whispers. “Call me hyung, okay? Can you do that for hyung? Please? ”
Blinking and firing up red in his cheeks, Taesan immediately begins thrusting into Jaehyun. He shows no mercy from the start, being aggressive in his movements.
“Ah! Taesan, too fast!” Jaehyun cries, his hand still being restrained by Taesan. Wrapping his legs around Taesan’s waist allows Taesan to push himself in further.
“Shit, hyung… you feel so, ugh, good.” Taesan quietly grunts, using all his strength to pound into Jaehyun.
The sounds of their skin clapping on contact, the squeaks of his bed as Taesan and Jaehyun move as one, and the squelches of the liquid that coat the inside of Jaehyun’s walls, mix together to fill the air.
Sweet, high pitched, sounds come out of Jaehyun after every movement — and Taesan finds it so cute. He brings his head down to bite and lick at the nubs of Jaehyun’s nipples.
“Mm… ah… Taesan, stop! Please… ngh… ah!” His back arches once Taesan’s lips attach. Jaehyun’s overstimulated from all the pleasure, both on his chest and underneath him, and he’s close. “Taesan, I’m going to, mgh, cum…”
“Hyung, can you, ugh, hold it in?” Taesan asks, picking up the speed of his thrusts.
Jaehyun sheds a couple tears as he bounces from Taesan’s new speed. “I can’t!”
“I’m close too, shit.” Taesan groans, his teeth gritting together as he reaches his high and fucks Jaehyun with more strength.
“Ah… ngh… you’re so good, Taesan…” Jaehyun compliments. Taesan’s cheeks turn red again, his movements becoming sloppier.
Letting go of Jaehyun’s wrists, Taesan moves his hands to grip the sides of Jaehyun’s waist, allowing him better reach.
Suddenly, Jaehyun’s face scrunches up. “There!” Jaehyun’s hands wrap around Taesan’s neck. “More… yes, there… ngh!”
Seeing Jaehyun move and twitch when he hits that one spot inside only encourages him to continue pounding into it.
“I’m gonna… ah!” Jaehyun moans out, whiny and the loudest he’s been — Taesan prays his mom didn’t hear. One last thrust against the spot has Jaehyun arching and cumming all over his stomach, some splashing across Taesan’s face.
“Shit, hyung…” Jaehyun’s face as he cums is anything but what Taesan was expecting — it was even better. The way Jaehyun's hair sticks to his forehead, the way his skin shined because of the sweat and tears, and especially how he moans with the way his eyes roll back and his eyebrows curl. Taesan found his new obsession.
Seeing that face underneath him, Taesan feels himself about to cum. He pulls out of Jaehyun, and pumps his cock with his hands a couple of times.
Just as Jaehyun’s about to open his eyes after his orgasm, he’s met with Taesan’s cum shooting directly towards him and across his stomach.
Catching his breath and realizing the mess he made, Taesan caresses Jaehyun. “I’m so sorry, hyung!” Taesan brings his hands out to wipe off his semen that sits on Jaehyun’s cheeks.
Licking some of Taesan’s cum that lingers around the corners of his lips, Jaehyun pushes Taesan up and off of him. “It’s fine… hu… you’re so hot.”
“Hyung…” Taesan feels like he’s about to cry.
Pulling Taesan’s face down by his neck, Jaehyun interlocks his lips again, still hungry. “Can you go another time? I want more of you.” Jaehyun whispers against the plush of Taesan’s lips.
“Hyung, you’re insane.” Taesan says, yet dives in for more kisses.
Meanwhile, Taesan’s mom watches her favourite melodrama shows from the comfort of the living room couch, satisfied and content with the fact the two boys have been in Taesan’s room for hours.
୨ৎ
The door to Taesan’s room creaks open, and Jaehyun stumbles out of it — a slight limp in his step that he’s trying to hide.
Taesan’s mom hears Jaehyun step out and immediately skips her way to greet him goodbye.
“Leaving already?” She pouts. “Well, you’ve been here for quite the while! You didn’t lie when you said it’d be a longer lesson!”
“I never lie, Mrs. Han!” Jaehyun flashes a smile, making his way to the apartment's entrance.
“That’s why I love you!” Taesan’s mom follows Jaehyun closely. As he walks, she notices something. “Did you hit your leg? You seem to be walking strange. Did Taesan hit you? He hit you, didn’t he?” She turns to glare at Taesan. Taesan slightly blushes, throwing her a quick shrug.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine! I did knock into something, but it sure wasn’t your son’s fault!” He cheekily grins at Taesan.
Taesan’s mom waves her hands goodbye as Jaehyun opens the front door to leave. “Goodbye, Jaehyun! Come by often, okay?”
Jaehyun leaves one last smile, directing his words straight to Taesan. “Oh, I definitely will.”
Taesan gulps at Jaehyun’s comment, his eyes wandering and suddenly finding interest in the house slippers he’s wearing once the entrance door closes.
“So, what do you think?” Taesan’s mom asks once Jaehyun’s fully left.
“Hm? What?” Taesan didn’t hear properly, raising his head up.
“Do you still want him as a tutor?” Taesan’s mom crosses her arms.
Taesan's eyes widen. He totally forgot he was only supposed to be his tutor for around a month — even though it’s been a little longer than that — and that was the deal.
He knows for sure he needs to spend more time with Jaehyun, especially after a day like today.
With the tips of his ears burning red, Taesan nods.
“Keep him as my tutor.”