Skinny Dip (part 1)
Pairings: Baekhyun x Reader (you as Lee Seohyun)
Genre/AU: romance, mature, satire, slice of life, smut, college!AU, fuckgirl!reader, collegeboy!baekhyun
Characters: bbh, pcy, kji, dks, zyx, osh, and more soon
Description: You're a lowkey fuckgirl and went skinny dipping with Byun Baekhyun
Warnings: vulgar language, nudity
Chapters: one, two, three, four
Part 1: 21st century
Word count: 6.1k words
It’s Friday! Alas! The most awaited day of the week finally came. You're tapping your foot on the ground relentlessly, checking the time on your phone from time to time, waiting for that clock to turn at 5:00. It’s 4:58 PM, less than two minutes left ‘till that five-eight turn to zero-zero.
C’mon.
All the words that your professor blabbers about in front become incomprehensible; your mind is elsewhere. You can’t wait to lose yourself tonight together with your girls. All you can think about is alcohol, party, road trip, men, Byun Baekhyun, weekend. Wait— did you think about him?
… Maybe.
Tonight is rather special not only because it’s been two weeks since you and your gals went out for the night, but it’s also because you’re going out of town with them! Or out of this district in Busan. You got invited to Park Chanyeol’s house party located in a much more remote area in Busan, out of the city area. The word is his parents are out of the country for a week so he has their beach-house to himself.
You and Chanyeol are acquaintances, but you don’t consider him as a friend even though you partied with him before. Your friend, Song Jihye, are much better friends with him. She’s the social butterfly in your group, extremely social. Chanyeol’s popular for… gosh, you don’t know, for being handsome? For being tall and rich? But yes, he’s all of those things. He flirted with you once, but he’s not your type. He flirts with everyone, anyway. Okay, maybe you and him are more than acquaintances. Okay, you're actually friends with him, just not that close.
“Seohyun,” Jihye snaps her fingers in front of you. You spaced out; you didn’t realize that it’s past 5 PM. “Let’s go, c’mon.”
“Oh, yeah, yeah,” you nod excitedly, closing and collecting the book on top of your desk. “Let’s go.”
You’re a business major student, and you'd say you're not so bad at class. Not so bad at partying either. You’re at the generation where you can be good at both; balancing social life and academic life. Look at your other best friend, Park Nayeon—introverted, smart, typical bookworm, wouldn’t go out at parties before, but now she does. You think it’s thanks to you and Jihye because you pulled her out of her shell. Now Nayeon is dating one of the finest men in your university, Kim Jongin, who goes by the name Kai. Nayeon met him at one of those parties you went to. Talk about luck! Well, Nayeon is drop dead gorgeous anyway, you call them the ‘dream couple’.
“Jesus christ, would you guys get a room?” you grimace at the couple who are snogging in the hallway after we get out of your room, you see a tongue traveling across the other mouth. Kai is waiting outside for Nayeon. “Where’s your decency?”
“Decency?” Jihye raises an eyebrow at you. “Lee Seohyun, since when did you learn decency?”
“What are you talking about?” you pretend not to understand what Jihye means. “I’m a decent person.”
Now, everyone—Nayeon, Jihye, Kai—is looking at you weird.
Okay, you admit, you and Kai made out once—just once—it’s only a one-night-thing, and Nayeon knows this. They weren’t together then. You and Kai never hit home run, but he’s a great kisser. Small sword, but his tongue performance suffices it all. It was a bit awkward on your part when Kai and Nayeon were getting close—no, you weren’t jealous; it was plain weird. But with time, you’ve come to accept their relationship and let be bygones be bygones. What happened then was nothing more than just a good time. Absolutely no malice with Kai to this date, it’s as if that never happened. And Nayeon knows you never touch a guy who’s in a relationship or even in an “unlabeled” situationship! Nayeon never felt awkward about it, but you think she forgot about it. You guess she trusts you, which she should. You love your friends more than temporary men.
Kai wraps his arms around Nayeon’s shoulder and arranges the strap of his backpack on his shoulder, scoffing, and retorts, “We’ll see about that tonight, Ms. Decent Seohyun.”
You laugh loud but immediately keep a straight face, keeping your act together. “I'll show you all.”
“Please don’t. I’m not interested,” Kai retorts, raising his hands up as if he’s surrendering. Then steals a kiss on Nayeon’s cheek. “I only want hers,” he whispers to Nayeon. “And hers only.”
Your mouth falls open, not expecting to feel offended, but at the same time thinking that these two had totally done it, no matter how Nayeon denies it. Anyway, you know you’ve got a great body! You’re not as busty as Jihye but you get a fair amount of compliments about your body since after all you take care of your body, you workout when you're not lazy, and you eat healthily. “Hey, you—“
Your stutter. Your mind stops thinking and so does your mouth when a familiar figure passes by your group in the hallway. It’s Byun Baekhyun! And your eyes meet for a second with him that feels longer than that. Then you bring your attention back to your friends, but your mind is on Baekhyun. You falter internally, fanning yourself internally—your eyes meet. Again!
You heard he’s coming over at the party tonight.
You clear your throat, your voice is calmer, “I'm a decent person.”
You don’t know if Byun Baekhyun knows you, but you certainly know him. He’s a friend of Chanyeol’s (everyone is a friend of Chanyeol’s). You had classes with him last semester, and something about Baekhyun that you don’t find in a lot of men—he’s interesting. He’s sort of quiet, aloof, but he looks like he has a lot of intelligence behind those dark and brooding eyes. You find that interesting, and not to mention he’s really cute. It’s one of the reasons you're excited for tonight, it will be your first time partying with him around.
You’re a simple person with a black shoulder-length hair. You only wear a simple white cami tank top tucked under your denim shorts, and… a pair of white sneakers. Although one should never, ever wear white shoes at parties because it will stain your pairs. However, white shoes look good with your get up tonight. You also bring a lightweight plaid black shirt just in case it gets cold even though it’s summer, you tie it around your waist.
Jihye is much more flashy, proudly flaunting her busty cleavage in her sleeveless red bodysuit and wears a pair of ripped denim pants. She’s wearing heels though you told her we’ll be at a nearby beach, so you don’t know if heels are the best choice.
Nayeon is also simple. Gray long sleeve off-shoulders, denim pants, and a pair of short nude ankle boots. Maybe you should’ve worn your boots, too. But you're too late, you’re on your way to Chanyeol’s place with your friends. Kai’s driving. He didn’t change clothes. He’s still wearing his black pants and his varsity jacket.
In this party, or at any party you’ve been to, no one is discriminated against. It doesn’t matter if you’re the shy type, the nerd type, the student council type, the traditional type, the rebel type, the misfit—heck, it doesn’t matter if you’re a professor—as long as there is no malice; just showing up is all that matters and everyone is welcome to have a good time. It’s the 21st century, everyone is slowly becoming more accepting towards people.
You liberally enter the front doors of Chanyeol’s beach house. The party has started and cars are parked outside his home, people scattered in the front yard, the backyard, and of course, inside the premises. Lots of familiar faces you see on campus are here. You grab a bottle of beer in the kitchen, and your eyes start to wander around while casually drinking your beer. The music is loud but conversations are still possible without shouting too loud. You talk and talk to other people, dance a little to the beat, and drink another bottle of beer.
You also spot your ex, Lay. A blessed man but lazy in bed. It's spelled L-A-Y-Z-Y. But who are you to complain if he has a mighty goddamn sword sheathed under those pants? It didn’t work out between you and Lay. Maybe you were a terrible girlfriend for not showing much affection, or he was too clingy. Plus, you don’t get each other. You thought there was something mysterious about him, but he’s the what-you-see-is-what-you-get type. Needless to say, you were incompatible with Lay. It did last though for almost a year. He’s a nice person.
“Seohyun!”
You almost choke your drink after a man—average in height, big eyes, and with a cheeky smile—approaches you. “Kyungsoo!” you fake a cry, opening your arms wide to hug him, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I missed you!”
Kyungsoo hugs you back around your waist. It’s been a while since you last saw him, or had time to hang out with him. He’s a computer science student. He’s from a different building, so you and him don’t see a lot. You and Kyungsoo were partners in one class you shared so you and him became really close since then. You swear you would marry this man if he and you don’t have the same interest in men.
“How are you?” Kyungsoo asks, looking at you from head to toe. “You look great.”
"I'm fine. Still single, you know. You?”
“Tss,” he hisses, "I know you can choose any guy you like, please.”
You chuckle breathily, flattered but you try to downplay it. “Please, that’s not true.” Then change the subject to him. “You? How are you?”
“Still single. Can’t find time, really. Too many projects,” he sighs, stressed, "I can’t really rely on people nowadays.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. You know a lot of people who don’t know how to program yet still pass the subject. It infuriates you,” he rants.
You chuckle. “Don’t worry about that, you're sure you’ll get better opportunities once we graduate.”
“Yeah…,” he sighs, “maybe you just need some drink.” He takes a large gulp of his beer. Then he freezes just like you did earlier, his big eyes become wider, stuck in his position after perhaps spotting someone.
You turn around in the direction he’s looking at and, to your surprise, you see Baekhyun with Oh Sehun who passes by the living room to step outside the deck. And holy crap, your eyes meet again while they pass by. Stunned for a second, you look back slowly at Kyungsoo, squinting your eyes at him, but deep inside, you're smiling. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s the guy I like.”
Your mouth gapes open. “Which one? The shorter one?”
“No, the tall one. Oh Sehun.”
Your mouth opens wider, but you feel more relieved. “Really?” The tall one is wearing plain gray long sleeves and jeans; his black hair is before shoulder length and he pushes it with reading glasses that almost act like a headband.
Kyungsoo pulls your arm and points a finger in front of his lips. “Shh. Don’t tell anyone.” Then he casually turns his head to gaze at him longingly, they’re standing outside the glass doors of the deck and you can see through them. “He’s under my gay radar,” he mutters lowly.
“Why do you guys always get the good-looking ones?” you complain but at the same time joke, then you drink your beer while watching Kyungsoo. He’s so adorable. But you don’t dare to look in the same direction where Baekhyun and Sehun are at. You're just hoping that Baekhyun is looking at your direction and you’ll show that you're having a good time at this party, which you are. Kyungsoo looks back at you, and you laugh at him. “Do you want to get to know him? Oh Sehun? you mean, yeah, he’s hot.”
In his deep, full voice, he raises his eyebrows. “You know him?”
“Yeah! We talked once or twice, I think.” Then you unconsciously look at their direction, and holy shit, you catch Baekhyun’s gazes—he’s looking at you. You quickly look back at Kyungsoo, slightly panicky. Your mind captures the image of him at the quick glance, he’s “casually” drinking his beer while looking in your direction. You act as cool as possible. "I’ve never seen him with anyone, you know,” you say, referring that you’ve never seen Sehun with a romantic partner (but Baekhyun is still on your mind, he’s looking at you!). You continue, “So, you have a chance, wouldn’t you say? He’s friendly.”
Kyungsoo finishes his drink while holding his bottle firmly so that he could squeeze it. “What am I going to say?”
You raise your shoulders. "I don’t know. Say hi for a start. Hi, I’m Do Kyungsoo,” you say, making a terrible impression of his voice. But Baekhyun’s gaze is still on your mind.
Kyungsoo stares at you deadly.
Scared for your own life, you wrap your arm around his arm and pull him outside the deck. “You know what we need?” Yes, you're pulling Kyungsoo outside the deck where Baekhyun and Sehun are.
“Seohyun, what are you doing?” Kyungsoo panics, slightly resisting your pull.
“Don’t worry. Trust me,” you say, still approaching the sliding glass door. Then, you walk past them. And you can just feel his strong presence. It’s riveting, you admit.
Kyungsoo sighs in relief after you are a few feet away from them. “Where are we going?”
“Getting what we need—some liquid courage.” Your eyes beam after spotting the table that has a variety of different bottles of alcohol. Your eyes only see one thing—the bottle of tequila. What else?
You pull Kyungsoo to the table and it’s very messy. There are a lot of used shot glasses around the table, empty red beer cups, potato chips, and some spills of alcohol. You take two used shot glasses. You don’t care who used it. If anyone can kiss anyone, a simple used glass wouldn’t be so harmful.
You pour the shot glasses with tequila. You and Kyungsoo put salt at the back of your hand and you hold out your glasses high to make a toast. Then you lick the back of your hand, quickly drink the shot of tequila, and take some lime wedges from the table to sip it. You can feel your face, throat, and ears instantly burning. You make a bitter face. That was some good tequila.
“Seohyun,” a man approach.
Licking the lime taste off your lips, you look at the tall man in a muscle tee and shorts. “Chanyeol, hey.”
“Why do you always lick the back of your hand as if you’re fucking it?” Chanyeol says as his greeting to you.
Your mouth falls open in surprise, and you laugh throatily. Your hand flies over your chest. “No, I do not! You’re such a pervert!”
Chanyeol scoffs, raising his shoulders with arms open. "I'm just telling you what I see.”
You shake your head, rolling your eyes.
Chanyeol submits and laughs. “Anyway, glad you came.” He hands his hand out and you reach for it and you make a bro handshake with him, he almost squeezed your hand, and he’s so tall. He cocks his head at Kyungsoo as his greeting. You don’t think Kyungsoo has made Chanyeol’s acquaintances. “Chanyeol,” he then introduces himself to Kyungsoo.
“Do Kyungsoo.”
Chanyeol and Kyungsoo bump their fists as a handshake. “You at business, too? I don’t think I’ve seen you before.”
“No, I'm in computer science,” Kyungsoo answers. “Seohyun and you shared a class before.”
Chanyeol looks disgustingly at Kyungsoo, but not meant for him. He drinks his beer. “Yucks, math.”
Kyungsoo scoffs, “Tell you about it.”
“How many math subjects do you have? you could barely breathe in,” Chanyeol scratches his head, thinking, “one math subject.”
“Thirteen,” Kyungsoo answers.
“Jesus fuck. Thirteen?!” Chanyeol exclaims. You're surprised, too. This is your first time hearing it.
“Bro, engineers have more,” Kyungsoo says.
Chanyeol surrenders, holding his hands up. "I don’t want to talk about math anymore. I'm just grateful that I passed my math test yesterday, okay?” He sighs after taking a large gulp of his drink while frowning, then he starts, "I know a guy who shifts from compsci to busi—“
“Chanyeol,” someone approaches from behind, patting Chanyeol’s back.
Everyone inside your circle turn your heads, and much to your surprise. Holy crap. It’s Oh Sehun and Byun Baekhyun. This isn’t part of your plan, you were planning that you and Kyungsoo are the one who’ll approach them. This totally caught you off guard.
“Look who’s here,” Chanyeol exclaims, “Oh motherfucking Sehun!” Chanyeol pats Sehun’s back begrudgingly while beaming, enjoying mocking Sehun. “Have you seen them, huh? Kai and Nayeon?” He teases.
Your ears tingle upon hearing your friend’s name. Your eyes meet with Kyungsoo’s, who’s piercing you a glare with his owl-like pupils. Is this a hint that there’s something going on between them—Nayeon, Kai, Sehun? Some sort of love triangle? Why didn’t you know this? You’re Nayeon’s best friend. Or maybe you're just jumping to conclusions. Right, you shouldn’t think about it much.
You notice Sehun quickly looking at you, and you're assuming it’s because he knows you're one of Nayeon’s best friends. You, Jihye, and Nayeon are almost inseparable.
“No, you came to ask—“
“Oh!” Chanyeol snaps, interrupting Sehun, "I remember you were looking for someone to inquire for your thesis, right?”
Sehun’s shoulders relax. “Yeah.”
Chanyeol then pats Kyungsoo’s shoulder, pulling him into the center of your circle. “This is Do Kyungsoo. He’s computer science.”
And in the simple introduction, Sehun gets what Chanyeol means. “Is he?” Then Sehun looks at Kyungsoo. “Are you? I’m Sehun by the way.” He transfers the beer cup to his other hand to shake Kyungsoo’s hand.
Sneaky You, on the side, drinks your beer “casually” watching their interaction.
“Yeah, I'm-I'm in my senior year.” Kyungsoo is almost frozen in his position, and can't blink an eye.
“Nice.” Sehun puts his hand in his pocket. “Look,” he clears his throat, "I don’t mean to spoil the night with academics but can I ask you a few questions about websites, apps, and IoT stuff? It’s for our thesis—“
“IoT?” Kyungsoo’s eyebrows raise in surprise. “You need a system for your thesis, I’m assuming?” He concludes.
Sehun nods. “Yeah, something like that.”
Kyungsoo then look at you, you can sense he’s unsure what to do.
You mouth, “Talk to him.” Then you elbow him.
Kyungsoo looks back at Sehun, and says, “Sure.” And they stand on the side of the table and start discussing academic stuff. You think Kyungsoo will be fine since he’s a nerd at heart, he likes talking about academic stuff, especially if it’s his field. There’s nothing more attractive than an intellectual man.
“What the hell is an ai-yo-tee?” Someone beside you speaks, referring to the foreign term that they were talking about.
You huff and take a sip of your beer. "I honestly have no idea.” You take a quick glance at the man beside you and turn back looking at the mouth of your brown bottle. It takes you a moment before you realize who you're talking to. You freeze.
It’s Baekhyun.
Your gazes lock like magnets as soon as you turn back at him. After one… two seconds, you're stuck looking at him—at Byun Baekhyun—his eyes are dark but gleaming under those handsome eyelids. At the next second, you gather your composure and break eye contact with him. "I'm Seohyun. Lee Seohyun,” you smile.
"I know you. I see you in class,” he says. "I'm Baekhy—”
“Yeah, I know you, too,” you cut him short, then you say his name, “Baekhyun.” you gulp your drink high; you can feel your face burning from the alcohol you’ve consumed. “You, uhm, I remember you correcting me in front of professor Kim last semester.”
Baekhyun laughs, the corner of his eyes crinkling. He gulps his drink. “You still remember that? That was your memory of me?”
You chuckle. “Yeah, I was pretty embarrassed.”
"I'm sorry,” he says. "I wasn’t wrong though.”
Your mouth drops open, looking down, and raises a hand in submission. “You’re right, that’s why it was humiliating.” You laugh and look at him, your gazes lock once more. This time, you and him are both smiling.
He stares at you, smiling. “Seohyun,” he says your name lowly in his honeyed voice. He nods softly, looking around the deck. "I'm getting another drink, would you like some?”
You shake your bottle and you feel it’s almost empty. “Yeah, you're running low.”
“Would you wait for me here?”
Your cheeks burn, flattered by his courtesy. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll stay here”
"I’ll be back.”
Then you watch him enter the house and walk back to the kitchen. Suddenly, you can feel gazes staring at you. You look across the deck and see Nayeon looking at you suggestively, wriggling her eyebrows, as Kai holds Nayeon’s waist. Kai raises his bottle at you also suggestively with a smirk plastered in his face.
You swear to the holy sweet cheese of mayonnaise, you will clash their heads together like cymbals.
You ignore the fools and look around the deck and spots Jihye already flirting with Johnny Suh from tourism. Not bad at all, Jihye.
And in no time, Baekhyun is back with two bottles of beers at hand.
“Thanks,” you say after he hands you a bottle.
“So why have we never talked before?” He asks you straightforwardly, catching you off guard.
You chuckle a throaty laugh. "I don’t know.” You drink your cold beer that refreshes your throat. "I didn’t know you were this...,” you gesture at him, can’t find the right word you're looking for to describe him.
“What?”
You frown, still searching for the word. "I don’t know. I always thought you were kinda quiet.”
“In class, maybe,” he says. "I don’t give a damn about it.”
“Seriously?” You raise your eyebrows in disbelief. “But, like, I think you’re one of the top…,” you don’t want to admit it, “…top in class. Well, at least, at the classes we shared.”
He scrunches his nose, and drinks his beer.
You half shrug. "I see you as a competition sometimes.”
Baekhyun grins and looks at you in disbelief. “For real?”
“Not a bad thing, though,” you add. “It’s a good motivator.”
“Some professors don’t know shit.”
You chuckle. "I didn’t know you’re troublesome.”
“They are,” he retorts. “Things they teach us are useless out there.”
You purse your lips down. "I can’t disagree with you on that. Grades don’t matter outside, it’s all about having an edge. We’re just all here busting your asses off for a piece of paper saying we’ve done it.” Then you smile at him, shrugging one shoulder, “But it does make us responsible, doesn’t it?”
Baekhyun chuckles, softly nodding in acknowledgement, and drinks his beer while locking his gaze at you. He sighs after drinking, and casually says, "I like you.”
You freeze a little, staring back at him. He looks hot drinking that beer while he stares at you. You can feel the fizzy sensation whirling inside your stomach. You collect your cool and pretend to be unfazed by his unexpected charm. You say slowly, “That’s a bit straightforward, Mr. Byun.” You look at your empty wrist to look at your invisible watch. “It’s still early.”
“Baek!” A woman, you don’t know who, approaches him that breaks your eye contact with him. “It’s been forever! Want to catch up?”
Baekhyun looks at the woman. “Hey, Yuri. How’s it going? I'm…,” he glances at you and back to the woman, "I think I’m already taken.”
You find yourself in a daze. You stare at him and a smile slowly forms on your lips.
The girl, Yuri, judge you from head to toe with a raised eyebrow. Then she looks back at Baekhyun. “Well, that’s too bad.” Then she holds Baekhyun’s shoulder and air-kisses each other.
You raise a brow at this man in front of you while the woman leaves out of sight. Thinking, What the hell was that?
Baekhyun’s mouth open without saying a word, raising his shoulders, but unapologetic.
You slightly shake while you drink your beer. “Why haven't we hung out before?”
"I guess good things take time.”
You eye him. “Real smooth, not gonna lie.”
Baekhyun snickers.
“Seohyun!” You turn your head to your right and see Jihye approaching with Johnny behind her. She quickly glances at Baekhyun to acknowledge his existence and Jihye pulls your arm and whispers, “Isn’t he so hot?”
You glance up at the tall man behind Jihye and whispers back, “He’s a fucking tower, Jihye.”
Jihye looks at you lustily and smugly, “Maybe there’s another tower down there.”
“You nasty bitch!” You almost shriek, slapping her shoulder.
Jihye giggles shamelessly, then swiftly looks at Baekhyun. “Hi! I think I’ve seen you around.”
“Baekhyun,” he introduces himself, smiling. And just in time, Kai and Nayeon join your circle.
“Baek!” Kai and Baekhyun bump their fists. “Watch out,” he teases, making sure you hear it.
You narrow your gaze at Kai.
Jihye then pulls Johnny to the circle. “He’s Johnny Suh,” she introduces to everyone in a flirty voice. “He’s hilarious.”
As the night goes deeper, your body feels slower. Time feels slower. You feel happier. Everyone is louder, everyone is rowdy, everyone is having fun. You dance to the beat of the music—you and your girls dancing at the deck with everyone. And you didn’t know Baekhyun is such a gatekeeper. He’s holding your waist while you dance (and you like it very much). He holds your waist firmer, pulling you closer to his body, when another guy tries to dance with you.
It drives you crazy.
You turn around to face him, to dance with him. You're both drunk, your faces red, and you stare at each other’s eyes while dancince. Now, he’s holding both sides of your waist.
“You’re kinda hot,” you say, bobbing your head to the music.
“What?” He leans his ear forward; he can’t hear you because of the music.
"I said you’re hot!” you say louder over the loud music.
Baekhyun bends his head forward and leans closer to your ear, his cologne drifts around your nose as you stare at his neck. He smells so good, better than pine trees. And—
You feel his cheek touch yours, his lips touch your ear. “You’re hot,” he utters in his husky voice, his voice melts in your ear like melted chocolate.
Baekhyun pulls back to look at you and he smirks, playfully cocking his eyebrows.
And a raging sensation boils in your stomach that warms up your whole body. Byun Baekhyun!
Some people start running close to the beach. So you and Baekhyun follow. Jihye removes her heels so she can enjoy the beach. You also see Kyungsoo around Sehun’s circle and you never feel so proud of him.
Baekhyun laughs at you, staring down at your shoes while you and him walk slowly near the beach. “Why are you wearing white shoes?”
You look down at your stained white shoes that have been stepped on by Nayeon’s boots, some dickhead spilled drinks on it. You tried to be mindful as you can, you really did, but accidents really do happen. You sigh, "I don’t know, I'm stupid.” You arrange your hair as air blows in your direction from the beach, and you shiver.
Then warmth suddenly wraps around your shoulders when Baekhyun gives you his jacket.
Classy guy.
This is why men like to bring jackets at parties.
“Thanks,” you say, pulling his jacket around you.
“Do you smoke?” He asks, pulling a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket.
You nod, “Sure.”
Baekhyun offers you a stick and you clip it between your lips. He stands in front of you, his back facing the sea, to block the warm breeze from blowing the light off while he lights your stick with a lighter.
You watch his face glows orange, his face close to yours, as he lights his own stick. His cigarettes are flavored, the menthol one. You inhale deeply and let the minty warm air soothe your lungs and calm your brain, then blow the rest of the smoke out of your lips, some out of your nose.
Your feet start walking on its own, finding yourselves walking away from the small rowdy crowd who’s playing along the calm waves of the summer night beach. You stare at the night sky, there’s no moon so the stars appear brighter in the vast space. And you're mesmerized while you blow your smoke with Baekhyun next to you. You enjoy his silence, it’s not uncomfortable. Hums of the waves are beguiling, the sound of the warm breezy air howls along. It’s better than any symphony you’ve heard.
You look to your right, where the sea is at. Daunting but alluring. The horizon is barely visible, there’s no moon to give even ample illumination to the sea surface. But the roars of the sea waves make its presence known.
Then you catch Baekhyun’s gaze under the dim light while you both walk. His pupils are, to say at least, darker and more captivating than the background behind him.
“What?” You say.
He pulls his cigarette to his mouth, then he shakes his head.
“What?” You iterate your question.
“The first time I actually met you was at the admission office,” he begins. “Freshmen. You were filing for a scholarship. I was filing for one, too.”
You raise your eyebrows. “Really?” you furrow your eyebrows trying to recall such a memory. But you don’t remember him. Gosh. “You remembered me?”
“Yeah, I thought you had a great ass.”
You laugh, surprised. Though you're flattered; it feels like a compliment if it came from him.
He looks behind you. “Still do.”
You slap his shoulder, still laughing. “Oh god.”
"I'm kidding,” Baekhyun shields himself with his forearm, and adds, “not really.” He turns around and starts walking backwards, gazing at the direction where you both came from.
You turn your head back and you're surprised at the distance you hiked. You could cover all of them with your palm in your view, that’s how far you are.
Baekhyun runs along the shore and sits on the sand. You sit beside him, the sand is warm. He lights another stick of cigarette and blows the smoke directed to the sky. Then he looks at you and flashes a gentle smile.
“Do you want to swim?” He asks.
“What?”
"I think you heard me.”
“But I don’t have any swimwear.”
Baekhyun shrugs, looks down at him, “Neither do I.” He takes a puff of smoke.
You frown at him, getting what he’s suggesting. You scoff and finish your cigarette, inhale and blow it up in the air, not saying a word.
“So?” Baekhyun is actually waiting for your answer.
“Only if you kiss me,” you kid, laughing. You don’t really expect him to—
Baekhyun kisses you. His lips pressed against yours. His finger is holding your chin. And you're stunned, frozen. But his kiss warms you up.
He pulls away and you blink. He smiles playfully with your faces only inches away from each other. Oh, this sleazy bastard.
“C’mon,” he says, standing up and he starts walking near the water. He pulls his shoes off, strips his clothes off, his back facing you, until he is butt-naked. Like, for real, butt naked. He has round butt cheeks.
You cover your mouth, astounded and amused at the sight that you are witnessing. This man is nuts! And you feel excited after seeing his mouth-watering physique.
And since you are a woman of your words—and you admit, you were waiting for him to kiss you this whole night—you stand while he runs to the water and screams loudly. “Woohoo!” He shouts.
His excitement is contagious. You feel the sizzling adrenaline rushing inside you. You quickly strip your clothes off while his back is still facing you. Shoes off. His jacket and your plaid shirt off.
Baekhyun jumps naked in the water, diving in.
You pull your tank top over your head and unhook your strapless bra. You feel goosebumps all over your body as the air kisses your bare skin.
This is stupid. This is stupid. This is stupid.
You quickly look around just to make sure no one is around but us. Then you pull down your shorts and panties.
What the absolute fuck are you doing?
But you don’t care! This feels so sexy.
His back is still facing you, still diving and screaming. You run to the water, screaming! Scared but excited. The water is warm, you heard someone say. You close your eyes, holding your breasts with one arm to keep it from bouncing as you run to the water, you're still screaming. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” you jump slightly when your bare feet meet the warm and calm water.
Baekhyun finally turns around at you, flipping his hair to the side. He laughs out loud then says, “C’mon, Seohyun. Let’s go! Woohoo!” He cheers for you.
Oh god. You don’t know if he saw you fully naked or not under the dark. But shit, you don’t care anymore. You free your breasts for him to see, you don’t care.
“Baekhyun! I’m actually scared!” you shout, going to him.
“No, you’re doing great!” He dives to your direction, then wipes his wet face with his wet hand.
Your heart is pounding hard. You don’t care that you're naked, you're actually scared because it’s so dark. You hope you don’t die from this.
“It’s safe!” Baekhyun shouts. His words do make you feel safer. Then you see him dive under the water and quickly draw up and shouts, “Wooh!”
That looks fun and so you did what he’s doing—just swim. You dive under the salt warm water and let it wrap every inch of your bare body. It feels amazing. The thrill being in the dark, the thrill of getting caught naked, the thrill being one with nature, the thrill being in this vast sea.
It’s fucking amazing. And fucking outrageous.
You gasp for air as you pull your head out of the water and you scream, “Wooooooh!”
“Seohyun!” Baekhyun shouts your name, raising both of his hands high, cheering for you.
“Fuck you, Baekhyun!” you shout back. You realize that this extreme stimulation of being naked, being in the wild, being in the dark, wakes you up from your drunk state. You feel sober again.
You swim more, surprisingly enjoying this time. You stand close to Baekhyun for safety precautions, of course. You splash water at him and he splash water at you. You laugh loud and scream loud, and don't give a damn about anything. You’re losing yourselves. Your heart is jumping from excitement. This is so fun!
Baekhyun surprises you from behind, you turn around to him. Then you laugh, “This is so fun!”
“Yeah,” he’s also panting heavily. He’s holding your hands under the water, firmly.
You and Baekhyun are following the flow of the wave, your bodies moving slightly up and down with your feet standing on the seafloor.
You both catch your breaths in silence, only the sound of waves flowing emits. You stare at him, he stares at you. Suddenly, everything around us feels distant—almost fading, the sound of the sea and air are blurry to your ears. All you can see is him, Byun Baekhyun, his eyes are dark but gleaming under those handsome but wet eyelids.
"I think you’re really pretty,” he says.
You huff timidly. “You’re just drunk. Everyone looks attractive when druhmnfm—”
He leans in forward. Your eyes flutter close after your lips meet, hushing you quiet. Your lips are unmoving for a short while until you move your lips to cover his. His hand brushes behind your back and pulls your body to him until your bare bodies touch. You wrap your arms around his neck, your breasts squeezing against his chest. His tongue enters your mouth and you gladly accept it, your kiss intensifies. He’s so sexy. You both are so sexy. You can feel your wet skin burning. You moan, he groans.
Your lips part and he look at you in the eye with your foreheads leaning against each other. Under a heavy breath, he says, "I'm telling the truth.”
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