pairing: yoongi x reader(f), namjoon x reader(f)
genre: love triangle ; rating m (18+)
summary: navigating senior year with your best friend someone catches your eye, of course it's the schools deemed “bad boy”. You can’t stand being around him but it just so happens he needs help passing this year as he was held back the year before. You decide to give him a hand but what you didn't know is how utterly infatuated you had become with him.
note: this chapter has my toes curling. I figured we could turn the heat up a bit since it is bad boy yoongi of course. Thank you for all the love on the last chapter. I really appreciate it! My writing is still icky which bugs me but i can't get anywhere without practice so bear with me lmaoo. I had a plan all written up and this chapter just wrecked it but once i started i COULDNT STOP 😂 If you wanna keep track of the series and any updates they will all be under the hashtag meorhim. Much love as always and enjoyyyy
warnings: explicit Language, Teasing, Size kink 👀, Fingering, Clit Stimulation, Bad boy Yoongi should be warning in itself, Talk of Namjoons dimples🥹, Cleaning y/n with his mouth AAA, praise kink, make out sesh heheheh, BLOND Yoongi are you kiddingg
Digging through your bag to get out your materials for your next class you realize you can't find your notebook.
The notebook that has your entire life planned out in it. Raising your hand you ask to use the restroom. The teacher tells you to make it quick as he's about to go over your day. The door creaking open as you make your way out of the class. You begin by retracing your steps first checking your locker… nothing. Walking down the hallway a little further you peer into your study hall classroom making sure it's okay to walk in. Luckily the room is empty, this must be the teachers off hour.
The room is so peaceful with no one in it. It’s actually quite cute, the boho type decorations lining the wall. Plants along the window sill you can feel that your teacher has a hippy vibe to her just from the way the room is laid out. Focusing back onto what you came in here for you begin your investigation.
Checking your desk… nothing. Checking the ground… nothing. What the fuck, you think to yourself as you’re frantically searching the room front to back. Nothing.
It’s been a good ten minutes before it dawns, you’ve spent too much time out of class and need to head back.
Slipping back into your seat you retrace your steps again in your head. You can't think back to where you must've left it so you conclude your teacher must have picked it up and you'll check in with her tomorrow.
The next class is your favorite, science. If only you had your notebook to jot down when your labs are. Instead you take a picture with your phone to later transfer the material into it.
Once again you got the seat to yourself. No one really bothers to sit next to you, probably knowing what a loner you are as you’ve never really cared to speak to anyone. Going into highschool you tried your best to make small talk and had a classmate you were fond of but that didn't last long being you really didn't care for the things she was interested in. She later found people in class she much preferred talking to and that's when you made the decision to keep to yourself. Honestly it made highschool a breeze for you. No break ups, no falling outs, just a place to learn and another excuse to see Joon.
The clock shows there are five minutes until class is over so you send a text to Joon making sure you are still meeting at the car. He quickly replies with a thumbs up emoji and you start to pack your things up. You're relieved when the teacher lets the class leave a bit early. The first day is over and you're actually alright, besides losing your notebook at least.
Joon is waiting in front of the car when you arrive, his face plastered with that beautiful smile you’ll never get sick of seeing. You let him know about what you lost and he gives a quick glance -probably knowing how important it is to you- before hopping in the car.
“If it’ll make you feel better you can run back and check if she’s in there now, I can wait here at the car.” Shouting out the window as he finishes with another of his flashy grins.
“I promise I'll be quick, thanks Joonie.” breathlessly you run back to the classroom to check one more time.
Halls are filled with students catching up with one another after the not so long summer that just ended. The room is just up the stairs and as you jog your way up them you crash into someone. Immediately you start apologizing, going for your phone that went skyrocketing out of your hoodie pocket. You look up and your heart drops. The butterflies in your stomach coming out to play.
“Not only did I not get your name but now you’re throwing yourself at me.” He's leaning on the rail looking down at you with those damn eyebrows raised. As if your heart wasn't already beating out of your chest just from the sight of him.
“I don't know who you think you are but I, of all people, am definitely not throwing myself at you. I’m headed back to study hall to check for my-“ Before you can finish what you were saying he interrupts.
“Looking for what… this?” Holding your notebook in his hand with that same smirk he so dared to give you earlier.
“How?” you clear your throat. “Why do you have my notebook?” Confused as to how he got his hands on it and more so scared he went through it. You jump to grab it as he raises his hand to bring it just out of your reach.
“No ma’am, I need a name first.” Taking a step down to close the gap in between the two of you.
Baffled and speechless staring at this boy, this blonde haired, dark eyed boy whom you haven't held a conversation with yet you feel as though you had known each other for years just with the confidence he holds talking to you.
“Why do you care? Just give me what's mine please.” cheeks beginning to flush again but not in the way they did earlier, this time it's rage boiling up and you're about to let it steep over if he doesn't abide.
“I like to keep tabs on the pretty girls here and you just so happen to be one that I share a desk with, so that’s why I care. Do I need to ask again or do I need to go through this thing to find it out.” Opening up the cover of the notebook.
“Y/N! Y/N!” You shout like there is no tomorrow. The last thing you need is for him to see what a control freak you are by going through your meticulously organized life plan.
“Cute.” Throwing the book your way. “ Well I guess I’ll see you in class tomorrow Y/n, and don't look so desperate to see me alright.” Winking he smugly turns away and makes his way down the stairs.
Who is this boy and why does he have your heart pounding at an unhealthy rate.
Joon is patiently waiting, scrolling on his phone as you open and slam the car door shut. Not even letting him mutter out a word you start shouting out about what just happened.
“Yoongi, who the fuck is Yoongi?!” Screaming at this point. Not caring if anyone is around to listen to you, you're so flustered the only thing you can hear is your pulse pumping through your body at an ungodly pace. “I don't know who or what this man thinks he is but I am not here for it.”
“Ahh Yoongi? The blonde?” Joon clearly knows who it is. His eyes wide at just hearing his name spout out your mouth.
“Yes, the blonde.” you repeat back mocking his voice.
Joon sighs. “I can't believe he’s still even enrolled here, I would've thought he dropped out by now. He got held back last year and even went through summer school to try and make up what he needed. But clearly that didn't go over too well.” Not at all pleased with what you told him about the situation he leans back in his seat. “I suggest staying clear of him Y/n, He's got a bad past with women and if your first interaction was this bad I can only imagine what it could be if you don't just ignore him.”
“Well that’ll be hard as I’m assigned to the seat next to him Joon.” For some reason there's a lump in your throat when he gets so defensive, almost as if the interaction brought you some comfort knowing this is your first time experiencing high school drama.
You quickly put that thought out of your mind. You have never cared for the highschool antics, so why would you now.
Driving home Joon is explaining all the ways you could get out assigned seating or possibly even switch your study hall period.
“I think i’ll be okay Joonie, If you forgot I’m a pro at the silence treatment. I’m sure he’ll get bored quickly and move on from whatever the hell he's doing.” Thinking over it you wonder what his motives are. Is this his definition of flirting, because if so he’s got the wrong idea. or better yet the women that have fallen for this trap are just stupid as hell. This must just be a game he plays to see who's dumb or desperate enough to follow along, but that is not you. You're not the average girl who drools over boys like him.
The car ride comes to an end when you're pulling up your driveway. You invite Joon to come in and hangout for a little before your brat of a brother gets home, which he gladly agrees to.
First day of senior year was not what you had it out to be but you're actually feeling better about the rest of the year.
Your brother is pulling into the driveway. Which means Joon would be leaving relatively soon since the two of them have never gotten along. For how much you despise your brother he has always been very protective of you, and has always had it out that Joon likes you. A thought of his that you have brushed off everytime. You and Joon are nothing more than friends and that's the way it has always been. Tae just doesn't see men and women keeping a friendship platonic. For him it makes sense, he hasn't had a relationship like you and Joon so he wouldn't understand.
Tae comes through the door and immediately gives Joon a look. “Will you ever get a girlfriend or are you just gonna chase her forever?” Moving into the kitchen he barks at Joon.
“I-It isn't like that and you know it, not my fault you can't look at women as anything but a sex object.” Looking down at his lap he is clearly bothered by his comment. His cheeks are flushed with embarrassment.
Of all the years Tae has teased him spouting the nonsense that Joon likes you, He has never once reacted like this. He usually just rolls his eyes and moves on but today he is actually letting it get to him.
“Enough, you two have known eachother for far too long to still be acting like this. It's annoying, are you ever just going to get along?” Fed up with the bickering and not being able to have Joon around your brother. “I’m seriously sick of not being able to have my best friend at my own house because you don't know when to shut up Tae.”
“I’ll stop when he admits his feelings, have you never wondered why he’s stuck around for so long?” Pulling his hair back out of his eyes as they bounce back and forth between you two sitting on the couch.
Joon is uncomfortably shifting in his seat, not knowing how to respond back. He almost looks flustered by his words.
“Ever thought that maybe we just enjoy eachothers company, we're strictly friends and that's how things will stay. So you can give up this stupid teasing.” Looking over at Joon he is almost knocked back with what you said.
Sitting up from the couch quickly his eyes not once meeting yours as he grabs his things. “Exactly, if it weren't for me your sister would truly be a loner.” He laughs as he pats your shoulder letting you know he’s heading home.
Making the way to your bedroom you wonder why he acted as he did. Tae has never let up with the taunting yet today he seemed so taken aback by it. Not just that but by how you responded. You couldn't ever see Joon thinking as you but anything as a friend. Too many things have happened between you that it just couldn't be possible. Plus if that was the case why wouldn't he have said something years ago.
Getting undressed to find something comfy to put on you hear buzzing coming from your bed. Probably your bother calling to let you know he is leaving since he’s never home for too long. Grabbing your phone you are surprised to see that it’s an unknown caller. Who would be calling you? You rarely get phone calls unless it's your family or Joon.
Thinking maybe It's a job you applied for, you decide to answer the call.
“So the school's recluse actually answers her phone, good to know.”
A pit in your stomach begins to form as you’ve heard this voice before and it's not a voice you were at all expecting to hear.
How did he get your number? Panicking and pacing your room you frantically think of something to say. “Did you break into the school records to get my phone number or something?” Your palms are sweating causing you to grip tighter to your phone so it doesn't slip out.
A low rumble of laughter coming through the speaker. “I know I seem like the type but I can't afford doing something so daunting having my track record already ruined there.” His voice is deep, sounding like he just woke up from a nap. “You actually have it plastered all over that little diary of yours.”
You can hardly get out the next words knowing he went through the one thing that's ever so personal and secret for you. “And you thought to keep it, why?” Your knees buckling you decide to sit down on your bed to keep you from falling over.
“I already told you silly, gotta keep them tabs.” You can hear his smirk through the phone.
“Well delete it and don't call again. Actually I’ll just block your contact.” Pulling your phone down to hang up you heard him telling you to wait. Reluctantly your body moves to hear what he has to say.
“I actually did have something to ask. After opening up your notebook I saw you had your number in there so I put it in my phone to let you know you had dropped it after your little runaway scene.” He pauses. “I was going to delete it but I thought I could ask if you would be interested in helping me out.”
“If this is your way of making a booty call I’m good. Next time don't try to be the good guy and just leave other people's shit alone.”
“Woah there feisty, as much as I would rather be making a booty call it's not about that. You seem smart and as you probably already know I’m horrible when it comes to school. I could use the help and what better than a pretty girl to help me out.” His cockyness quickly fading and turning into insecurity.
“Well sorry you've called the wrong person. Go ask the girls that are drooling over you to help. I am positive they would be more than glad to get any time with you.”
The pit in your stomach sinking deeper down. You don't know what it is about him that makes you so nervous. Yeah he is astonishingly hot but so is Joon and you have never had an issue like this. Maybe it’s the way he carries himself or the fact that he makes you question yourself. But whatever it is needs to stop. It's the last year and you need to focus, not worry about these feelings that are throwing your heart for a loop.
“Give it some thought, I’m sure I can change your mind. See you tomorrow.” And just like that he hangs up.
This boy is gonna be the death of you.
The next morning is a breath of fresh air knowing the first day nerves are over and dealt with.
Getting ready for the day you decide to put a little more effort in than usual, curling your hair and putting it up into a cute high pony. Covering your small but plump lips with your favorite lip color that you keep for special occasions. You tell yourself it's to make you feel more confident but the little devil on your shoulder brings up the fact that you will once again see that annoyingly handsome boy today.
Tae must have spent the night with his friends, you don't hear him rummaging in the bathroom to get ready. You're glad though because you know he would have some comment about the way you put yourself together today.
Joon gets here earlier than usual. Packing up your things you race down the pavement to get in his passenger seat. Once you’re seated you turn to give him a smile but he is already meeting you with those big dimples. His cheeks red with giddiness you ask him why he is looking at you that way. Not that you don’t like it, it gives you more confidence knowing you look damn good.
“The last time you were this put together was our freshman homecoming when you forced me to go with you so you wouldnt look like a loser.” His eyes are glowing as he brushes his hand through your freshly curled ponytail.
“Knock it off Joonie.” You're now blushing at the compliment and a little embarrassed at him bringing up that not so fond memory.
If anyone can make you feel good about yourself it's him. Even being strictly friends, his approval of the way you look gives you the best feeling inside. Who wouldn't want that kind of reassurance from someone as good looking as him I mean come on.
“You got a hot date or were you just trying to fish compliments out of me?” He’s squishing your cheeks together with the biggest grin on his face.
“You’re a goof, I just wanted to give a little more effort this year.” Muffling out the words as his hands are still pinching around your face.
“Well you look great and that's coming from a catch like me so be proud.” Winking at you he puts his hands back on the steering wheel and asks if you want to catch a bite to eat before heading to school.
You let him know you didn't eat before leaving and offer up a place to go. He agrees and pulls out the driveway to head to the cafe.
The cafe is full of people from your school, probably because it's one of the closest places to eat from the building. Joon recognizes some people from one of his classes and pulls away from your side to go say hello. Taking the time apart you go up to order both of you a coffee and something small to munch on. Looking over at him you can't help but to smile at him laughing with the group. It doesn't surprise you that he has already found friends from spending just one day at school. You can’t lie, it does make you a little jealous. If only you could muster up the courage to talk to people in your classes. You are nowhere as easy to talk to as him though. Joons personality just attracts people, so outgoing and can stir up conversation with just about anyone.
Waving goodbye he walks back over to you just as your order is ready. You grab your food and wrap your arm around Joons waist as you leave the cafe. He gives you a quick smile while bringing you in closer with an arm over your shoulder. Taking a sip of his coffee before parting with you to get back in the car.
Classes couldn't have gone any slower for you this morning. As lunch time approaches you’ve become pretty tired. Glad that you finally got your schedule transfered into your precious notebook. You put it in your locker making a mental note that it's in there.
Lunch was great, not only did the cafeteria have your favorite food but you and Joon were laughing your asses off over your favorite youtuber the entire time. He lets you know he has his club introductions so he wouldn't be able to give you a ride home. You’re a little bummed about it but the bus ride back to your place isn't too bad so you figure you’ll be alright. As lunch comes to an end the thought of having to see Yoongi next period has you flustered. You really hope he forgets about this whole tutoring scheme he has set out for you.
As you and Joon are walking out of the lunchroom a girl comes walking up to him.
“Hey Namjoon, I was wondering if you wanted to catch a movie later. Me and a few other people are going so I figured I would extend the invitation since we all share a class together.” Batting her eyelashes It’s clear her intentions are much more than just extending an invitation.
“Oh thanks but I've got other plans maybe next time though.” Not even looking at her he responds and nudges you to keep walking.
Joon doesn't notice but she very clearly rolls her eyes at you as she lets out a scoff. She probably has it out that you and him are something more than friends. Which isnt the case but you’re not surprised since you two are hardly apart and tend to walk like a couple. It's no different from the way you would walk with a girl so you have never really bothered to notice. From an outside perspective it probably seems a little different.
“You should go Joonie, when was the last time you went out on a date with a girl hmm.” Bumping his hip with yours you look up at him.
He doesn't look enthralled at all by the idea. “Who needs dates when they have the best friend of their dreams to spend time with.” He throws his arm around your shoulders and gives your head a soft pat.
The last date he had didn't go well so that could very much be the reason he just turned it down, but this isn't the first time since he has been asked out and refused. He probably just wants to focus on school and not have the worry of going through what happened last time.
Right as you are about to part ways and head to your next period a familiar face catches your eye. It’s Yoongi leaning against the lockers talking to some girl about who knows what. You immediately start talking to Joon about anything you can think of to keep yourself from staring at him. Joon is quick to respond and as he is you can’t help but get one more glimpse at Yoongi as he looks ridiculously good today, wearing black jeans with a white tee and denim jacket. As you’re looking Yoongi meets your gaze and follows it up by throwing a wink your way. Instantly the heat in your cheeks begin to rise. Throwing your head down you start to speed up your pace. Grabbing Joons hand to keep him up to your speed he practically trips over his feet before catching up with you.
“Slow your roll before I end up eating the ground god damn.” Looking at you with concern he drags you back to slow down your strides. “What was that about? You can’t be that excited to get to class.”
“I-uh I just wanted to get in there before it’s jam packed is all.” Giving him a reassuring smile you let him know to tell you about how his club meeting goes since this will be the last time you see him today.
He nods his head and asks you to text him when you get home to make sure your bus ride goes okay. After Waving goodbye you head into the room to take your seat and prepare your things to get started on your assignments you got from previous classes.
You made it into class early today so there are only a few other people in the room. The teacher says her hellos and makes her way to the door to greet other students as they come in. You actually really enjoy her over your other teachers, she's very easy going and just has something about her that makes you feel very comforted. She teaches English in addition to this study hall period and you wish you could've had her for English since you don't really like your english teacher who couldn't be more boring.
The bell rings and the rest of the class comes piling through the door. You have already started working on your math assignment you got earlier. Airpods in your ears to help you concentrate you feel your desk rumble as someone pulls the chair out from underneath it to sit down. Not looking, you already know who it is and you don't want to acknowledge his presence after your brief interaction in the hallway. To your surprise you see him throw his things under his chair and start scrolling through his phone not even bothering to make any smart remarks today.
You don’t think you could focus on your work if he had said something. Just his presence makes your mind and heart race. You hate it.
Writing the next answer down on the page you feel your phone buzz in your pocket. When you pull it out to check what it was you drop your pencil in shock and it rolls down your desk landing under the chair that Yoongi is seated in.
Your head is already spinning by the notification you got and now you are going to have to force yourself to acknowledge your deskmate. Before you move to grab the pencil you remember you have a spare in your bag so you decide on that instead.
Your phone buzzes again but this time you already know what it is so the shock isn't as bad. Opening your phone you go to respond.
Putting your phone back in your pocket Yoongi leans over to hand you the pencil you had dropped. You grab it quickly and get back to your work while you still have the effort to do so.
“You could at least say thank you.” Whispering he leans in to close to your liking. “Just trying to be friendly.” Talking right into your ear so you can hear him over the music you're playing from your airpods.
You take out one from your ear. “Thanks.” Trying your best to not turn and look at him.
“I’m free after school, I could use the help so if you have it in your heart to help out a poor guy like me I’ll be in the parking lot.” Still whispering in your ear, his breath tickling the side of your neck.
Knees bouncing up and down you think about how to reply. Him being so close does not help with the ache in your lower stomach. You know he can see how nervous you are but still continues to keep his stance.
“I’ll think about it, can I get back to my work now?” You make the choice to turn your head and look into his eyes showing that you're serious.
He nods and with another wink he leans back into his seat going right back to looking at his phone.
You zone out everything around you and try your best to finish your work.
The bell rings and you’re dazed as to how the time passed by so fast.
Yoongi is the first to head out. Not surprised since he didn't open his bag once to work, instead he sat on his phone the entirety of the class.
Thinking over what Yoongi said the rest of the day you debate on whether or not to help him out. It's something you need to decide on quickly since you only have thirty minutes left until school is out.
At your locker you still haven't made a choice. Taking out the textbooks you don't need you put them in your locker replacing them with your notebook. You check your phone to see if there are any texts from Yoongi, which thankfully there aren't any. You did however see that Joon sent a message telling you to be safe on your trip home. Responding back with a thumbs up and heart emoji you close your locker and walk away.
After what Joon had told you about Yoongi's past you fret him being upset that you’re even contemplating helping him out. Although knowing Joon he would get over it quickly.
Your body is now in control as you make your way out to the parking lot. Legs working faster than your brain can keep up at this point. You see Yoongi talking with a group of girls -not surprised- next to a car you assume is his. Walking up behind the girls you gesture for him to speak with you.
One of the girls who had just asked Joon out to the movies, she must have moved on quickly because she is now asking Yoongi the same question. You can't help but let out a snicker. As she whips her head around to see who was behind her Yoongi tells them he’s got plans.
“Well aren't you quite popular today, I thought you had plans with your little boyfriend. Funny seeing you ditched them for him.” Flipping her hair behind her shoulder she walks off with her possy of other stuck up bitches.
You watch as they walk off still with a smile plastered across your face. Yoongi now standing just a foot away from you the grin you just had quickly fades and you start to regret the decision to come here.
“So the guy in the hallway is your boyfriend?” He pauses as the corners of his mouth turn up into a devilish smirk. “Didn't take you as the type to make plans with another guy better yet ditch the plans I assume you already had. You're more interesting than I thought.”
Words are not coming by easily for you at the moment. “I don't have a boyfriend and I haven't even agreed to your little plans yet anyways.” Proud of the way you are keeping your composure you decide to go on. “So what's in this for me, because right now it just seems like a waste of my time.”
Yoongi is surprised to see how you respond with such confidence as the rest of the time you have looked like you just saw a ghost.
Taking a step in closer “Don’t worry I won't waste your time.”
The thoughts racing in your head at the moment would give a priest a heart attack. Your composure doesn't last as long as you had hoped. Heat flowing from your cheeks to the warm spot between your legs you fall backwards catching yourself on the car behind you.
“I-I I-uh don't know what youre talking about.”
“You will soon… sweetheart.”
How does he know exactly what to say to get your heart going?
“So are you helping then?” His arms are placed behind him propping himself up on the car. His eyebrows cocked up as he asks.
“Only because I have a sliver of kindness in my heart.” dusting your hands off from the dirty car you had fallen on he opens the passenger door and gestures for you to get in.
“Is a cafe okay to get started at?” Comfortable in his seat he starts the car and begins to pull out of the parking lot.
You definitely do not want to get caught with him in public, especially since you are keeping this from Joon. Starting to panic you realize you have never kept anything from him. How are you supposed to go through with this knowing that? You start fidgeting with your phone thinking of an excuse for the reason you aren't taking the bus.
The weather is actually nice
out today, I think I’ll just walk
home. Goodluck with your club
“Is that a no?” Now looking directly at you trying to avert your attention from your phone.
The question he had asked almost went right over your head while checking to see what Joon had responded with. As soon as you read it your nervousness subsides.
“Should we go to a cafe or do you have better things to do?” Eyes wide he points at your phone you've been distracted with.
“Oh um. The cafe really isn't my scene, my mom is out of town so we could just head to my place if that's alright.” You keep your head down hoping he wont take that the wrong way.
“Ballsy, asking me over to your place on the first date. You really arent how I expected you to be.” He pats your leg with excitement.
Of course he takes it the wrong way. What were expecting coming from a guy like him.
“Not at all what I meant and this is not a date. Simply me helping out someone in need.” Rolling your eyes and flicking his hand off your thigh.
“Yeah, yeah we’ll see. Guide the way sweetheart.”
Unprepared for what's about to take place you try to relax by listening to the music which actually isn't too bad. He doesn't really talk the whole ride, just bobs his head to the beat and casually sings along to some of the chorus.
When you finally pull into the neighborhood you point out which house is yours and instruct him to park in the driveway.
Both of you grab your things and head for the front door. Walking in Yoongi takes the scene around him in complementing the decorations here and there. You tell him to take a seat on the couch while you change.
Throwing whatever you can find on you check your appearance to make sure you dont look like a hot mess, because you sure do feel like one. Everythings good. Your curls are still bouncy and your makeup is still intact due to the superstar setting spray you bought a couple weeks back.
Yoongi is still in the same spot once you return to the living room, just scrolling through his social media. You make sure there's enough distance between the two of you before letting out a sigh and falling back into the comfy couch.
“Um the bathrooms right up the stairs by the way and the kitchen is right around that corner. If you need a drink feel free to grab something out of the fridge.” You point out where you just mentioned and then pull out your notebook for a piece of paper to get started.
You ask what classes he is taking in hopes to get a better idea of what you got yourself into. Luckily most of the classes are ones that you have already taken or are currently taking. As he is explaining what he needs help with you keep track by writing it down on the paper. He lets out a laugh and you look up to see what he is on about.
“You sure do like to keep control huh.” The corners of his mouth slightly turned up. He runs his hands through his messy blonde hair.
“Is there something wrong with that?” You’re confused as to why he would ask because that should be a giive you think.
“Not at all, actually I can relate.” Scooting a bit closer to you to see what you've written on the paper.
His leg brushes yours as he sets himself right next to you. If he gets any closer you think you might faint. Having him in your house is already enough to get your blood pumping but hearing his breaths is what really does it. Crossing your legs to subdue the thumping that's going on in your lower abdomen you start setting out a plan to get him up to speed with school as quickly as possible. Not knowing how many more of these sessions you could go through.
You give him your ideas and ask for feedback on them so you can make changes if needed. The feedback he gave was that whatever you think will work is probably what’s best.
Time goes by as you show him all the things you would prefer him to do before going any further with this so-called tutoring. This actually isn't so bad when you are focused on school instead of what he's wearing or the way his hair falls on his head.
You ask for his phone to set up when his tests and labs are in his calendar since he would more than likely lose any paper copy. He grins and hands it over.
“I’m gonna hit the restroom, don't be nosy.” Getting up to head for the stairs.
Nodding your head you wait for the door to close before leaving the calendar to do exactly what he told you not to. His wallpaper is a picture of the night sky and his apps are customized to look like different stars. You didn't take him for the type to decorate his phone but it's actually pretty cute. Not really knowing how to navigate his phone you end up in his messages, when you type in your number out of curiosity you notice he actually has it saved.
You scoff at what he has you saved under. You’re quick to turn off his phone and set it back on the couch when you hear the bathroom door open. Opening up your notebook to go over your day you wait to hear the footsteps back down the stairs. But they don't come. Quickly getting up from the couch you run up the stairs to see what he could be doing.
The door to your room is open.
“Funny that you tell me not to be nosy.” Anger emitting from your voice you see he is looking at your photo wall.
“Was just curious what a control freak like you would have in their bedroom.” He looks back at you with pure innocence in his face.
“Okay well I think you had your share of snooping.” You bark back not caring if him coming in here was innocent or not.
Grabbing his hand to lead him out he pulls you back. Falling directly into his chest you look up at him to see lust in his eyes as he grabs the back of your neck and plants his soft lips right on yours. You freeze confused as to what's happening. He pulls back away but as soon as he does you drag him right back in and slam your lips back onto him. His hands are tracing your figure and you let out a slight moan. Which he was very happy to hear because as soon as it happens he deepens the kiss.
You’re so caught up in the moment your hand now tangled in his hair as the other is pulling in his hips to close the distance between you. Lips parting he pushes his tongue through to glide across yours and you push against him. Your pushes must have been rough as he is now against the wall when he pulls away again.
“I know you like control but how about we switch roles for a little.” His hand is on your waist still, his hair more messy than before.
The heat between your legs now dripping with desire after hearing his remark. Your mind has taken the backseat as your body is doing all the talking and you want more. The tutor session you had been dreading since class has become the release you needed.
“I wouldn't mind that.” His eyes are like daggers aiming right at yours. You don’t want the moment to end so you slowly back towards the edge of your bed.
Yoongi is quick to follow, laying you back into the middle of your bed before tasting your lips again. This time his hands are more confident as they run up your stomach and onto your clothed breast. Another moan follows and you feel him laughing into your mouth. Your cunt throbbing at the sensation.
You start to become nervous since this is the first time in a while something like this has happened. A fling with a guy you met online was the last time you got a release but nothing like what you are feeling right now.
The way Yoongi touches you with such pleasure has you melting under his hands.
Your breathing becomes more frantic.
“If you want to stop I’ll stop.” Eyeing you with concern he can tell you are hesitant with going forward.
“It’s just been awhile.” Your voice is hoarse from the shallow breaths you've been taking.
“I can take it slow.” With such care in his voice he grabs your hand and brings it to his chest. “And don’t be afraid to touch me sweetheart.”
Just like that you feel the throbbing in your cunt rise to an all time high. Your hands gliding over his defined chest gaining the courage you need to go forward. You follow up by placing his hand back on your breast.
“I’m not afraid, and you shouldnt be either.” Grabbing his hips you bring him back down on top of you.
His hand travels down your waist to play with the hem of your shirt before slowly guiding it under and working its way back up. Pulling your back off the bed he reaches around to unclasp your bra. Not wanting to waste anytime his fingers start circling your nub. Your lips parting as you moan, you move to slide your tongue in.
Pressing up against your heat you can feel him through his jeans. He’s big. Like really big. It makes you needy. You sit up to throw your shirt and bra off to the ground.
He lets out a subtle grunt. “Just as I thought, You’re perfect.” It doesn't take long before your tops make a pile next to the bed.
His toned body is everything you could have dreamed of. Hair now slicked back with sweat and eyes filled with admiration as they take in the view. Your neediness now at its max your hand makes its way to unclasp the fabric at his waist. Pulling his bottoms down your eyes are wide at the sight of him in his briefs. You knew it was big from just feeling it on your thigh but this is daunting to look at.
“Like what you see babygirl?” He does the rest of the work pulling his jeans off. Once they are gone he’s reaching for yours.
His hand at the waist of your sweatpants teasingly pulling it back and letting it go against your skin while kissing down your belly. The tinge of the elastic hitting your hips is invigorating. He is so mindful but so rash in the way he touches you. You love it. You’ve never been touched like this.
He finally slips his hand under the cloth of your pants, reaching your panties. He moves down to your center. Your head now facing up at the ceiling from his touch.
“Mm you’re so wet already.” Rubbing his hand between your folds not yet touching what is aching to be handled.
“Please Yoongi, I need you.” You beg as you reach to grab his hard.
“Fuck.” Moaning he takes your pants off to reveal your soaked through thong.
Your back starts to arch and your moans are coming out tenfold as he circles your bud with his fingers. You could come from just the stimulation you're getting and you're completely fine with it.
Pulling your thong to the side his finger starts playing with your opening. Needing a release and quick you guide his hand into you. His long fingers hitting every spot you need him to.
His fingers sliding in and out of you curling as they reach your g spot. Your whines telling him he's doing great. It only takes a couple pumps into you when you start to feel the pressure building up in your core ready to snap. It's like he already knows what your body needs. You feel yourself tightening around his fingers as your eyes roll back knowing what you have been begging for is right around the corner.
Yoongi bends down right next to your ear to whisper “Come for me sweetheart.”
And just like that you've reached euphoria.
He’s watching you with awh as you hit your climax. Not once taking his gaze away from your face enjoying how fast you crumble beneath him.
Legs shaking and closing around his arm you moan louder than you ever have.
His name rolling off your tongue like it's been said a million times.
He demands as his fingers ride you through this high you never want to come down from.
His hard is now pulsing against your thigh.
Slipping his fingers out from you he places them in his mouth licking up the mess you made.
“Fuck you even taste good sweetheart.”
Struggling to keep your eyes focused on him, blurry from the intense orgasm you just had. He gives your lower tummy a kiss.
“I can’t believe that just happened.” You mutter out breathlessly.
Pulling you up from the bed he places your hand on his throbbing cock. As you make your into his briefs you’re interrupted.
“I’m home! JK dropped me off after practice. Who’s car is that out front?”
So caught up in the moment you completely forgot your brother told you he would be home earlier than usual.
Yoongi being here wouldn't be an issue if he wasn't practically naked in your room. You could have easily explained about you helping him out with school. But no way in hell could you come up with an excuse for this.
Jumping up to get off the bed you gather your clothing from off the floor and start to dress yourself. Yoongi is still on the bed exactly how you left him. Grabbing his things from off the floor you fling them onto the bed.
“Oh my god, you have to go. My brother cannot find out about this.”
Thinking of how you are going to get him out you remember you left all your stuff downstairs on the coffee table.
Yoongi is laughing at you as you pace the room.
“You think this is funny?!”
“Maybe a little” Still laughing.
You open your door to check for Tae downstairs. Not seeing him anywhere, you push Yoongi into the bathroom and run back to your room to fix yourself up before heading down.
Tae had already made his way into his room so you take a seat on the couch. Legs shaking as you nervously wait for Yoongi to join you.
Your brother emerges from his room to see you now on the sofa.
“Whose stuff is that? Did you finally make a friend?”
“No I-uh am tutoring someone from school, he’s in the bathroom.”
Peeking around the corner to make sure he heard what you said. “You’re tutoring? Why?” His eyebrows cucked up with confusion.
Thinking of something to say quickly.
“My teacher recommended me since I’m one of the top students in my class.”
Good. That sounds believable.
Hearing the bathroom door swing open. Hoping your brother doesn't flip once he sees who it is.
Yoongi is a different person when introducing himself to Tae. His posture is taller, His voice is higher and he's smiling at your brother while motioning out his hand for Tae to shake. Where has this gentleman been hiding out, He's not at all the boy you got seated next to.
Surprisingly Tae isn't offput at all. They are actually making small talk about sports in the kitchen entryway. You clear your throat to get their attention.
“Not trying to interrupt but Yoongi didn't you say you had somewhere to be.” Looking at him you dart your eyes to the door and you gently sweep your hands so he gets the hint to leave.
“Yeah actually, I must have lost track of time. I’ll take my leave.”
Once at the door he flips around to give you a wink before telling you he will see you this weekend for your next session. You immediately know what he means by that and close the door with haste.
Not acknowledging Tae at all you go to your room.
Phone buzzing you reach to check.
Shutting it off quickly after reading you sit down in your desk chair and take a deep breath of relief that you got though that.
Your mind is racing at the fact that the boy you just met and can't stand fingerfucked you in your bed.
The pent up desire now over with you won't fall into his trap again.
