#wait what

So help me if you call me poor again, you will be getting a call out post on twitter.com

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He pauses mid sip, straw between his teeth, eyes sliding over to you. Rafayel lets the silence stretch just a second too long… on purpose.

“Dangerously low,” he murmurs. He tilts the bottle, watching what little’s left swirl at the bottom. A soft click of his tongue.

he’s also a massive flirt. taehyun loves getting attention from hot guys and making them weak in the knees. the first thing he does when he sees an attractive man is to turn on his coquettish charm and use his doe eyes to his advantage.

another great thing taehyun loves about the attention is getting plowed into the sheets. he’s a sucker for a man that gives him a good time in bed, and he’s not ashamed to be a whore if he can sense that.

taehyun keeps a little journal of the alphas he’s slept with — giving him a roster of people he knows will have him seeing stars if he’s craving sex. he also has a page dedicated to alphas he’d love to get a taste of.

everyone on campus wants a piece of him. including the campus bad boy, choi yeonjun. taehyun is constantly approached by yeonjun, but he always turns him down, thinking he’s not worth his time. why would he want a delinquent to be inside him?

this doesn’t hurt yeonjun’s ego at all. he knows taehyun will fall to his charm eventually. plus, he thinks he’d be way better at satisfying taehyun. he knows for a fact half of the alphas he’s hooked up can’t lay it down as good as he can.

one day, yeonjun had saw taehyun sitting on a bench, holding a compact mirror while reapplying lip gloss. the alpha confidently strutted over to him. “yo, taehyun.”

taehyun instantly rolled his eyes at the voice that was starting to become a migraine. “what do you want?”

yeonjun stood in front of the gorgeous omega, lustfully assessing him. “when are you gonna let me hit baby?”

taehyun let out an incredulous laugh, snapping his compact mirror shut. “what makes you think you’re gonna get some?”

“i can eat it good.”

yeonjun licks his lips, his tongue piercing gleaming in the sunlight.

taehyun scoffs, putting his mirror and lip gloss in his little purse. “oh please. having a piercing doesn’t make you a good eater darling.”

“how would you know? you never give me a chance.”

taehyun stands up. “you’re right, i don’t! and it’s going to stay that way. so find another omega who will actually give you the time of day.”

he pushes past yeonjun, the alpha’s eyes immediately zeroing in on his backside that was hardly covered by his pleated skirt. “you’ll give in eventually sugar lips.”

taehyun flipped him the middle finger. “in your dreams loser.”

ive gotta be curt but damn my teeth hurt

shouldve been brushing but in my head ive been rushing

so much on my shoulders no break from pushing the boulders

god i need to study poetry my lack of knowledge is gonna be the death of me

i could be doing better with my rhythm and rhyme

but sadly for me i dont think ill get it this time

cuz i havent even brushed my teeth