#as you slowly realize that you're gonna fail tomorrow's exam

[justaboutsnapped]

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[gggukniverse]

not tired | jjk

title: not tired

pairing: jungkook x female reader

rating/genre: fluff and smut, established relationship au

summary: jungkook helps you sleep on a stressful night.

warnings: anxiety (pretty detailed description of an anxiety attack so pls read carefully), a lot of praising, oral (f. receiving), jungkook is really really sweet.

wordcount: 2.1k

note: okay hiii this is the first story i write here, pls be nice !! also english is not my first language so please excuse any grammar error. i hope you like the story !!!! <3

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this is ridiculous. you've been studying all day non-stop even though jungkook got mad at you for not resting and yet you're feeling as awake as ever. you can see it's already 3am on the digital clock on the nightstand and you don't feel not even a little bit of tiredness in your body.

you can hear jungkook's soft snores against your neck, his arm lazily thrown over your waist and his leg tangled with yours. he's obviously sleeping, he fell asleep almost as soon as you both got into bed, but it's been like 5 hours and you're still staring at the dark ceiling not knowing what to do to be able to fall asleep.

it's not the first time you have trouble falling asleep, but usually you didn't have any problem when jungkook was not working outside the city and could be with you. you know it's because of the stress you've been going through these past few weeks over your finals, you can literally feel the tension in your body, you can't relax because tomorrow you have the last exam of your last year of college.

oh my god, the last exam is tomorrow and you can't sleep. you'll need to feel awake tomorrow for everything to go well and you can't seem to rest. you're gonna fail, the exam is gonna go terribly because you can't sleep.

you suddenly start feeling out of breath, you need air. you need to breathe. walking towards the window seems like the best option now so, as much as you love having your boyfriend curled up to your side, you need to push him away. you start to do it as gently as you can, pulling his arm away from your body as your own arms start to shake with the anxiety building up in your body.

but he notices. his body twitches and he's suddenly opening his eyes, tilting his head a little to look at you.

god, you woke him up. he was resting for tomorrow. he also has a busy schedule tomorrow, that's why you both went to bed early tonight. now his sleep has been interrupted because of you. it's your fault.

you can literally feel your throat closing up, you can't take in any air. you can't breath and your whole body starts to feel numb.

"baby?" jungkook rasps, moving to stand on one elbow so he can see you better through the dark. the little light coming from the window lets you see his worried expression. "baby are you okay?" his eyes are barely open. he must be so tired.

your mouth opens for you to try and tell him you can't breath but your voice doesn't come out. you can't talk and you're starting to feel dizzy with the struggle of trying to breathe. the best you can do is reach for his arm with your hand.

you can see the realization in his face. it's just like a switch turns on inside his brain. jungkook quickly sits up and holds you by your arms to sit you up on the bed right in front of him.

"hey, look at me baby." his voice is calm but you can feel how he's trying is best not to freak out because he knows that's the last thing he should do when you're having an anxiety attack. "breathe with me, okay?" his hands are placed on your arms, softly caressing your skin. "just like how i do it." he takes in a big breath, his shoulders lifting up a little to emphasize the action.

you do your best to follow him but a sob escapes your throat when you can't take a breath because you're hiperventilating.

"slowly baby, you don't need to rush it." jungkook says as soon as he sees you struggling and you nod, closing your eyes for two seconds before looking at him again. "breathe with me." he takes another breath again and exhales, you start to follow, little by little. "so good baby, you're doing so good." he nods with a smile that already makes you feel so much better than breathing. "i'm here, okay? look at me and breathe." he takes a big breath again and you follow, your lungs starting to feel better and your body relaxing again.

when you close your eyes you can feel tears that you didn't even know you had rolling down your cheeks, but jungkook's fingers are quickly wiping them away.

"are you feeling better?" he asks and gives you as much time as you need to steady your breathing before opening your eyes and looking at him again. you nod but it's not enough for him. "words."

"yes." you finally say and he smiles, sighing in relief. "thank you.. so much, really."

"what happened?" he mutters and you suddenly feel so bad because he truly looks tired.

"i- i couldn't sleep, and i have to rest before the exam tomorrow, i'm gonna fail and-" as soon as you start rambling jungkook grabs you by your arms again and shakes you a little.

"baby breathe, okay?" his voice is so soft. you nod and take a few more deep breaths before speaking again, slowly this time.

"i've been trying to sleep for hours but i can't, i can't relax and i need to rest for tomorrow.."

"why didn't you wake me up before?" he pouts a little and you lower your face in embarrassment.

"because i didn't want to bother you, you shouldn't be awake right now." you mutter.

"hey, no no no.. don't worry about me." jungkook quickly replies and slides his hands down your arms to hold your hands. "what can i do for you to get sleepy?" he asks and you shrug.

"i don't know." your voice breaks and you try to play it off since your head is down and jungkook wouldn't be able to see the tears in your eyes. but he knows.

"come here." he lets go of your hands to open his arms.

a little smile appears on your face and you move to straddle his lap and wrap your arms around his neck while he wraps his around your body, keeping you close.

"you're stressed, aren't you?" he mutters and you swallow, closing your eyes and trying not to start crying. "i know.. it's okay baby, you're doing so good." one of his hands starts rubbing your back up and down. "close your eyes."

"they're closed." your voice comes out shaky so he hugs you even tighter.

"do you want me to sing to you?" he says and leaves a sweet kiss on your neck.

"mhm." you nod.

"okay." you can hear his smile on his face and slowly starts to rock back and forth to calm you down.

as soon as he starts singing you can recognize the song. it's one of the songs he wrote for you a while ago. he sounds really tired but you find it impressing how he can still sound so good. his hands keep rubbing your back slowly, actually calming you down.

but by the time he finishes the song you're still awake.

"baby?" he whispers.

"still awake." you mutter and hear him sigh. "koo, you should sleep." your hand goes to his hair, tangling your fingers with it.

"not until you fall asleep." he hums and you chuckle a little.

"you almost fell asleep three times singing.

"i'm okay." the boy insists and you roll your eyes. "c'mon, lay down." he flips you two around to lay you down on the bed.

"what are you-" the words die on your throat when he suddenly puts his lips on yours.

he kisses you really slowly and your whole body relaxes once again, your legs going to wrap around his waist but he quickly pushes them down again, which earns a whine in protest from you.

"stay still." jungkook whispers as his kisses start going down to your neck.

"koo." a little moan escapes your mouth when he sucks a hickey on your neck.

"pretty." he mutters and goes up to your ear. "can i make you feel good, baby?" you shiver when you feel his breath against your ear. "just with my mouth, you only need to lay there." the little bite in your earlobe makes it for you.

you nod and immediately buck your hips up, making jungkook giggle. he helps you getting rid of your pajama shorts along with your panties and lifts your shirt just enough to place little kisses all over your stomach as he positions himself between your legs.

"so pretty.." he repeats and you put your hand on his hair, pushing it away from his face to be able to look at him while he bends one of your legs a little and puts it over his shoulder, starting to leave kisses on your inner thigh too. "close your eyes baby."

with a sigh you let your head fall back on the pillow and close your eyes.

"breathe, okay?" jungkook reminds you again before leaving another kiss on your inner thigh and you hum in response, taking a deep breath and letting it go.

although your breath hitches when you feel his fingers teasing your entrance, only when he starts running them through your folds you notice how embarrassingly wet you are.

"koo please." you whimper and hear a little chuckle from him.

"shhh.. stay quiet." the order only makes you feel hotter.

but you're definitely not quiet when you feel his tongue on you. a loud moan slips through your lips and you tug at his hair unvoluntarily.

"so sweet.." he hums and you tug even harder, but he wraps his hand around your wrist and squeezes. "relax baby." he says and gives your folds a wet kiss.

"sorry.." you whimper as you relax your hand.

"it's okay, you're so good for me."

the praise makes you melt and you let your body fall limp on the bed, trying not to twitch everytime he gives a suck to your clit.

he's slow, really slow to show you that he's doing this so you can relax. your body feelss numb by this point. he knows what he's doing, he knows better than anyone else how sleepy you get after an orgasm.

each time you moan he also hums in response, making the vibrations push you closer to the edge, and each time you buck your hips up he pushes them against the mattress again.

"koo.." a whine escapes your lips when you feel a finger prodding your entrance as his tongue circles your clit.

"can i?"

he said only mouth before but you can't say no when his finger starts being swallowed inside you so you just hum with a nod, whining when he easily slips another finger. you know you're still stretched from the morning before. yes, jungkook likes morning sex.

"fuck..." you sigh when he starts slowly moving his fingers in and out. "mhh.. so good.

the chuckle he lets out makes you clench around his fingers, he takes the opportunity to curl them inside and you cry out his name as your legs twitch from the pleasure.

"there?" he asks as he curls his fingers the same way again, the tips brushing against your sweet spot.

"yes." you moan and bite your lip to try to hide embarrasing sounds.

"like that, baby?" he keeps moving his fingers in the perfect way and gives your clit a little suck right after asking.

"koo.. fuck." your back arches inevitably and your hand tugs at his hair again. "don't stop... please..."

he doesn't stop, he keeps doing exactly what you need and soon after you're clenching around his fingers with a loud moan and trembling legs.

"so good." jungkook praises as he lets you ride your orgasm on his fingers and kisses your clit one last time. "such a good girl."

"koo..." you try to catch your breath and reach out to him with your hand. "come here." you beg and he's quickly hovering on top of you again.

"how are you feeling baby?" he asks and gives you a sweet kiss. you don't care that he tastes like you, you lick his lower lip.

"mhh... tired." you giggle against his lips and he smiles.

"good."

"i feel a little sticky, though." you mutter, making him chuckle.

"wait a second," he gives your lips a last peck. "i'll be back." he gets up from the bed and quickly walks out of the room.

but you don't remember him coming back. you've already fallen asleep.

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A/N: aaaaaahhhh i hope u liked this little story !!! feel free to tell me your thoughts, it would be nice to see a little feedback, it would help me get motivated to keep writing <3 thank u so much for reading. have a nice day 💕

[riyangiis]

flowers for you ! ─ han yujin

you've had a crush on yujin for so long, you just gave up on trying anything because you're nowhere near his level. but rumors started to go around about him and another idol in your school, you couldn't help but be jealous.

pairing , han yujin x reader

warnings , idol!classmate!yujin, idol! oc, rushed..

𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 !

han yujin, a name known all around your school. insanely talented, unbelievably attractive, his whole existence is precious, and so many more. you were absolutely nowhere near his level. he's adored by many and probably has his own group of admirers.

you know there are so many other talented people like him in your school, so you don't even bother and try to get him to notice you unlike delusional daydreamers who can't seem to catch a break.. chocolates here, letters there.. you just sort of ignore him the whole time to ease the pain of knowing that there isn't a single chance of him liking you back.

just one thing caught your attention, seo jiwon. she's the rising star of the infamous group starlinx. the frequently praised and adored, the super talented maknae, the drop-dead gorgeous girl. she was exactly what you were scared of.

jiwon's had her own share of admirers too, but rumors started going around stating that yujin and jiwon have a thing for each other after a fan recorded their interaction in school. it's nothing really, socializing at it's finest. but fans started realizing how 'good' the both of them would be for each other. you felt a little bit of jealousy bubble up at the thought.

nevermind. articles like k-daily use their aesthetic and unique style more than the main focus of the entire website. so it shouldn't matter at all, right? maybe. you snapped out of your thoughts and went to a specific app to see other's opinion on this. you scrolled on twitter and find some tweets about the whole situation.

this whole idea may sound stupid, but you really thought of fully ignoring both jiwon and yujin as if you were only able to sneak a few glances with them whenever you got lucky. give up.. it's not like they will notice and as if it's gonna do anything major.. (maybe)

you turned your phone off and started getting comfortable in your bed, trying to get some sleep. all you could think about was yujin, jiwon, yujin, jiwon, it was suffocating. if anything you should be drowning in your soft bed and get some sleep, not drown in those stupid thoughts.

what should you do tomorrow? just let them be? safest option but your intrusive thoughts or your heart will never agree to that. be mean to them? might get cancelled by their fans around the school. fully ignore them and act like they never existed and dodge every option that leads to them? maybe.

"gosh jiwon, no wonder people called you helpful."

yujin sighed and dropped the notepad with a million ideas to make the first move. for who you ask? you'll see. he checked each page to see how many recommendations jiwon did with a whole lot of research about what that lucky person likes and possibly wants in a guy.

"how do you even do this?"

yujin's face was full of shock and wonder, jiwon smirked and looked and yujin's reaction in satisfaction. she snatched the notepad and flipped every page to boost her ego a little bit more.

"hey, it's me, the super wonderful maknae, jiwon! you'll never get anything wrong with me around!"

"i don't understand how you're good at this more than taking simple notes and putting the teacher's lectures to use."

jiwon slowly looked at yujin to create a more dramatic effect, she stared at him as if she just failed her exams. yujin just sits there confused.

"was i wrong?"

jiwon smacked yujin in his shoulder playfully and made sure he wasn't hurt at all, yujin acted as if he just got shot and played along with her.

"all we need to do is focus on the main thing, get [name] to like you and not get scolded or caught."

a camera from afar failed to hear their conversation and just snapped a picture of yujin and jiwon at the back of the school, jiwon seemed to notice an awkward presence and looked around in her surroundings, yujin followed. the person slowly walked away without the both of them knowing that they pretty much screwed their plan up. a little bit i guess.

the bell rings, a few people sigh after getting tired of hearing the teacher's boring lesson in mathematics. everyone grabbed their bags and rushed out of the classroom. jiwon and yujin involved. jiwon sneakily watched the both of you exit the room, why do you look more gloomy than usual? yujin hold the chocolates in his hand feeling a little nervous, he walked up to you and tapped your shoulder, you continue walking.

"hello?"

you continue walking.

"i'm busy."

he tried to catch up and stopped in front of you. in which you tried to pass by him, is anything wrong? you usually tried to greet him but his fans were always near him that time. he gently pulled you to a private spot and held you as if you were delicate. you blushed at the thought, but snapped out of it.

"what is it that you want?"

"i was about to ask if we could hang out for lunch, since you were busy i just wanted to give you these."

yujin opened his hand that had pieces of your favorite chocolate inside. you slowly took them and kept them inside your pocket. he knew what you liked?

"wait.. why are you giving me this?"

oh, yujin didn't think about that. he tried to brush it off with a pretty bad excuse.

"i always saw you buy them in the store or eat them at least once a day. and you're really kind to me and treat me like a normal person instead of some deity.. i just wanted to give you these as a thank you.."

yujin nervously looks down at the floor with his face fully red. he tries to cover his blushy state with one hand but you noticed right away.

"i.. thank you, i don't really know what to say. don't hide yourself, yujin. you look so cute right now."

you teased him and removed his hand covering his face and held it. you remembered that he asked you to hang out with him, you can't miss that opportunity.

"uh, also, we can hang out another time if you want? i can ditch my friends-"

"what? no need to ditch your plans.. that's pretty ridiculous to do for someone you only interacted with a few times.."

"someone? you're the han yujin! even if i tell my friends they will probably get it.."

there goes your blushing yujin again. he's all giggly as well, you could honestly ditch everything just to see yujin blushing. maybe that's just how adorable he is.

"maybe we can hang out at the park, if you're free at saturday?"

and there it is. you finally got to have a pretty long conversation with him, is this a dream? whatever. you just had to get prepared for saturday, get your best outfit, maybe prepare incase anything happens.

"what do you mean you're gonna hang out with someone?"

gyuvin asks yujin confused, they had a packed up schedule and this is the first time yujin was able to hang out with someone.

"are they special? what did they do for that hang out? is it jiwon asking you to do your 'secret sessions'? what is it??"

gosh, gyuvin really sounds like a curious mother. curiosity kills the cat (ricky) you know? (probably why he's really curious)

"hyung, calm down. were only studying for a quiz.."

yujin looked down on the floor knowing he messed up big time, that horrible excuse did not do anything but peak gyuvin's curiosity more.

"a quiz?? you can ask hao hyung for help.. or maybe gunwook.. what is it that you need help for?? are you hiding something from me??"

yujin inhaled and tried to explain to gyuvin about everything.

"uhm.. iwantedtoaskjiwonforhelpbecauseilikesomeoneandiwantedtomakethefirstmovesoiaskedthemtohangoutwithmenowweregoingtotheparkonsaturdaybutidon'tknowwhattodo."

gyuvin's brain was processing on what yujin just said. holy, his son is a rapper too?

"wait wait, YOU LIKE SOMEONE??????"

gyuvin shouted out loud enough for the other members to hear.

"be quiet!"

hanbin, zhanghao, and ricky scolded gyuvin for #1 being too loud, #2 disrupting hao's precious beauty sleep, and #3 ricky just wants to scold gyuvin. gyuvin's jaw is still on the floor after what yujin just said. him? liking someone? his son is growing up?

"wait, i have an idea."

gyuvin dragged ricky and hanbin to a flower shop and asked hanbin which one should yujin pick for his.. crush..

"what are their preferences anyway?"

yujin looked around and spotted a bouquet full of pink tulips.

"this, i once saw in their instagram post that they liked pink tulips."

ricky looked at the price and the quality of the flowers. hanbin seemed impressed by yujin.

"pink tulips.. affection, caring, good wishes, and love.. not as deep at red tulips, which is good because you guys are still kids. impressive yujin."

ricky grabbed the bouquet and his wallet to pay for it. they walked out of the store and talked about what yujin should do on the way back to the dorms.

(i cant add more pics so pretend this is a divider)

it's saturday, you decided to pick a casual but good-looking outfit. you tried to look as presentable as you can, you're literally gonna hang out with an idol. yujin probably has better things to do.

you walked all the way to the park and waited for yujin to meet you at the spot you both agreed on. you waited for a little while until a familiar voice called your name. yujin walked up to you holding something behind his back with that cute smile he has.

"what's that behind your back?"

he slowly revealed the bouquet of pink tulips. you got flustered and took the bouquet, the price tag was still attached, it looks pretty expensive for flowers.. you looked at yujin in shock, how did he know? he just smiled in satisfaction. it's obvious that you love his gift.

"flowers, for you."

[anton-luvr]

hi! could i request for boyfriend!anton helping fem!reader sleep and study for her exams as she has a really hard time sleeping due to her stress and anxiety levels

congrats on 400! ♡

# HERE FOR YOU.

⚝ bf!anton x fem!reader | fluff & angst | college au, bf au ⚝ note ; i havent written a fic in a while, so i hope this is okay!! thank u sm anon i hope you enjoy this <3 + if anyone's stressed from exams rn, don't be! make sure to take good care of yourself and just try your best. you got this! ^_^b

You really hated Biology.

You're not even quite sure why you decided to take the subject when you've always struggled with science.

But with your finals taking place tomorrow, there's not much time for you to mourn over your terrible decision.

Mumbling to yourself, you read through your textbook for what felt like the hundredth time in the past hour.

Horror sets in when you realize you still don't understand most of the things you're reading - like what the hell is deamination?

Groaning, you rest your head on the table with a heavy thud.

You were never going to pass this test.

Tears start to fill your eyes, rolling down your cheeks as you bury your face in your hands.

You didn't mean to cry, but sobs start to escape you as anxiety rises in your chest.

Why couldn't you understand it?

Were you not smart enough?

What if you were the only one who fails in the entire class?

But those thoughts were shaken right out when the door slams open, startling you.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Anton asks, rushing over to your side.

The moment you feel the warmth of his arms around you, you burst into tears again.

"I'm never going to pass this exam!" you sputtered, tears streaking your face and nose filling with snot. "I'm gonna be the only one who fails!"

Anton's heart shatters at your words, pain biting at his chest when he sees how exhausted and stressed you were.

But he lets you cry it all out in his arms first, soft kisses pressed to your head to remind you that he was there for you.

When your sobs slowly turn into sniffles, he gently pulls away from you.

"Hey, look at me." he calls, tucking your hair behind your ear.

You look up reluctantly, slightly embarrassed at the thought of what a wreck you probably looked like right now.

"Don't worry so much about it," Anton assures. "You're going to go in there tomorrow and try your best. That's all that matters. And even if you fail, it's fine. At the end of the day, grades are just silly letters on a piece of paper."

You nod, too tired from all your crying to give a verbal response.

"And I think your health matters so much more, hm?" he continues, wiping a stray tear away gently. "You look so tired."

You didn't just look tired; you really were tired.

"How about we call it a night and get ready for bed? Your exam's in the afternoon tomorrow, so we can wake up early and study a bit more before you go for it." Anton suggests.

You'd say no, but sleep sounded so tempting right now.

So without any protest, you let him pull you up and lead you to the bathroom, hands interlaced tightly.

"My pretty girl." he sighs, kissing you on the cheek as he sets you on the bathroom counter.

The compliment makes you smile for the first time that day as he starts up a warm shower for the both of you.

When you're done, you let him help you change into your favorite hoodie set - which was all nice and warm because he threw it in the dryer just before you started your shower.

And like the absolute angel he is, Anton lights up your favorite scented candles and disappears into the kitchen to make you a mug of hot chocolate, a heart made out of whipped cream floating on top.

"Feel better?" he asks, massaging your shoulders while you finished your drink.

You hum a 'yes' in reply, pressing a quick kiss on his hand. "Thank you. I was a mess just now." you mumble, embarrassment keeping your eyes glued to the floor:

Anton scoffs at this, kissing you on the lips. "No need to thank me." he mumbles, kissing you again. "I'd do anything for you."

His words make your cheeks flush red as he takes the mug from you, disappearing again into the kitchen to pop it into the dishwasher.

By the time he's back, you're already snuggled under the covers in bed with your eyes shut.

Quietly, Anton dims the lights and gets in beside you.

"You worked so hard today." he whispers, carding his fingers through your hair. "I'm so proud of you. I'm sure you'll do great tomorrow."

He seals his words with another kiss on your lips.

"I love you." you whisper, wrapping your arms around his neck while you moved closer into his warm embrace. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

He tuts at this, pressing a kiss on your forehead.

"You'll never have to worry about that, because I'll always be here for you." he promises.

You thank the stars for blessing you with the sweetest lover ever as you eventually drift off to sleep, safe and secure in Anton's arms.

© anton-luvr, 2023.

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[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Chapter 11

"Time's up. The last one of each row, pick the tests and bring them."

"Finally," a deep sigh let my lungs as I finished writing the last answer to the last test, soon after, Yaoyorozu picked up my test and gave them all to Aizawa.

"Well, as you all know, past tomorrow (Friday) would be the practical test, don't fail it." My head rested on my desk when Aizawa got inside his sleeping bag.

"I'm so tired~" I whined to myself and I heard a 'tsk' behind me. "What?" I turned to look at Bakugou.

"Did you forget I was the one who got beat up six times yesterday?" He whispered harshly at me, and the memories of the pictures Mitsuki took made me blush and turn around quickly.

"You're right, sorry."

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At lunchtime, I heard the ginger-haired girl from 1B say something about fighting robots in the practical exam... that wasn't good for me, shit.

"Tsk... just my luck," I said to myself, and I noticed Bakugou looking at me from the corner of his eyes.

"Heh, good luck passing the exam, (L/n)." I scoffed at him and pushed him playfully.

"Shut up, asshole," I giggled and kept eating my lunch. My mind was racing, how could I pass the exam? I won't be going to the training camp!

Lunch was over, and it was time to go back to class.

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Once again, Bakugou dragged me to his house to fight. I was getting tired of this, but at the same time, I looked forward to it, and also my body started to get used to Bakugou's habits when he attacks, even if he changes them when I master how to defend myself or avoid it.

But this time was different, he changed his clothes, and gave me some too but sat down on his bed.

"Sit," at his words, my body moved on its own and sat down beside him. "I'm going to train you."

Blink... blink... blink blink.

"What?" That was the only thing I said. He groaned and turned on his tv.

"Turn it off." My (e/c) eyes were looking back and forth at him and the tv, I was about to stand up to just grab the control but he pushed me down to sit on his bed again. We made eye contact. "With your quirk, dumb fuck."

"But I can't stop machines... they don't have muscles, Bakugou!" I exclaimed at him while pointing at the tv. Spongebob was on it.

I wanna watch it.

"I don't care, you're gonna do it, you won't fail that fucking exam, you hear me? We all are going to go to that camp shit, now, turn it off." I sighed at his stubbornness, but I looked at the screen.

My mind tried to imagine the machine's metal components as a human body and thought of what would its "heart" be, but even if I attempted to, it just wouldn't turn off.

I sighed. "I can't." Bakugou stood up and extended his hand at me, "What?"

"Give me your phone," I was about to do so, but my mind flashed with a memory.

My wallpaper!

"Ah uh wait!" I stood up and ran to his bathroom, pressing my body against the door and frantically looked for a normal picture to set as wallpaper.

It ended up being a scenery of my favorite season, (summer/spring/autumn/winter). I released a relieved sigh... I've been sighing so much lately.

Slowly I opened the door and sneak a peek, "Shit!" Bakugou was right outside the door and scared the crap out of me. "Don't do that, Katsuki~" in my scared state I didn't realize I had called him by his name while I whined like a child. I walked out and handed him my phone.

"I-idiot..." Bakugou stuttered slightly... and didn't yell at me. I stopped in my tracks and turned to look at him, his entire face was red.

"Do you have a fever? Are you okay? You need to lay down?" Frantically, my hands touched his face and neck feeling his temperature, and the red color on his face only darkened. "Bakugou, you need to rest, I'm gonna call Mitsuki I'm sure she'll-"

"I'm fine, dumbass!" He pushed me and I, thankfully, fell on his bed. Stunned I stared at him and how he was typing something on my phone.

After some minutes, the text ringtone went off and he smirked.

"You're staying here tonight." He threw my phone at me, and I barely grabbed it before it would fall and break.

But wait... I'm gonna stay here...?

I went to the messages and read the conversation Bakugou had with my mother.

;Hi ma'am, I'm Bakugou, (M/n)'s friend, I wanted to ask if he could stay here for tonight?

Mom;

Oh yes dear, (M/n) had told us about you. He can stay over, I don't mind.

Oh mom, why did you have to tell him that~? Now he won't stop bugging me.

"So..." Bakugou sat beside me and poked my side. "You talk about me to your family~?" I sighed and placed my phone on his nightstand.

"I told them about how annoying and angry you are," he growled and pushed me off his bed, which made me laugh.

So cute...

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"Guys, dinner is ready." Mitsuki knocked on the door and I felt relief, I'll have a break!

I stood up from Bakugou's bed and walked to the door, open it, and stepped out and towards the stairs to go down and to the dining room.

"We aren't finished, idiot," Bakugou said following me and my body slouched, a depressing aura surrounding me.

"Why?" I asked nobody in particular, not waiting for an answer, and entered the dining. Immediately, my eyes shined. "Food~" I sat down and Bakugou sat on my left, Mitsuki and Masaru brought the drinks and sat across from us.

"Thanks for the food."

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"No~ leave me alone~" I whined as Bakugou was pulling my arm to make me sit on his bed.

"You won't sleep until you make it, turn it off, now." He held me up to slightly and repeatedly slap my cheek to prevent me from falling asleep.

"Katsuki, stop it, I want to sleep~" he growls and makes me face him.

"You'll sleep on the floor then," with that, he pushed me off his bed and I grunted while turning for a bit, then huffed and closed my eyes.

"Fine, I'll stay down here." I could hear Bakugou yelling some cursing words and some disrespectful nicknames, but my mind was so goddamn tired, that I processed his anger as a lullaby, and I fell asleep in mere seconds.

[theglitterypages]

Beautiful Dream

Chapter 2

Kuro x fem!reader

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Nekoma noticed the change that has happened with their captain, Kuro has become excited for their practice and trainings to end and they started wondering what is he up to. Kenma is the only one who knows that Kuro is getting closer with Kaarasuno's second year manager.

"Go straight home guys. Be early tomorrow alright? Gotta go."

Kuro was using his phone as he walk home, a sweet smile plastered on his lips as he types into his phone. Kenma smirks to himself before calling him out, "Based on how you look, everything's going smoothly isn't it?" Kuro put his phone back into his pocket and chuckled. "You could say that, we've followed each other in our social media. And she's really sweet, cute and she's a hardworking student too. Pretty smart and she can be endearingly silly." Kenma looked up at him and smile.

"Good for you. You'll be seeing her soon, they'll be coming to Tokyo right?"

"Yeah. I'm actually thinking of buying something that I could give her once she came here."

Kenma thought for a moment before commenting on that, "Don't overwhelm her, choose something simple but memorable." he advised and Kuro smiled, "Thanks, Kyanma. Who knows that you'll be the one giving me these tips huh?" he teased and Kenma rolled his eyes, isn't it obvious that this is all a matter of common sense?

"I don't understand ladies at all but I know that they can be overwhelmed and become uncomfortable if guys are pushy. So take it slowly, Kuro."

The moment that Kuro got home, he changed his clothes and lie down on his bed before grabbing his phone beside him and he immediately panicked when he saw that you texted.

NOTE: Dark Mode is Kuro's POV

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"YN-san…" Enoshita calls you, you looked back at him and he smiled at you. "If you have plans you can go home already. We'll take care of the first years."

You shook your head and chuckled, "Chikara, they're almost done. We just gotta check the papers." and as if on cue Hinata and Kageyama placed their pens down, implying that they're both done.

You checked their papers and pursed your lips together. "Your score was higher than the last one but you guys still need 25 points to pass the exam." Hinata froze and so is Kageyama, you looked at Yachi, a first year who just joined the club as a manager.

"Yacchan, I have a long quiz tomorrow so I can't tutor these two. Can you help them?"

"Of course, it helps me remember the lessons too."

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You were walking home with Nishinoya and he suddenly nudged your shoulder, "How's it going with rooster head?" he asked in a teasing tone, you glared at him and pout. You don't know how to describe how things are going between you two, you guys text and call each other everyday but that's how friends do it too, right? "We've become closer friends…" you answered, uncertain of your own answer.

Nishinoya raised his brow, "You two texted a lot and he even calls you right?" you slowly nodded your head as you bit your lower lip, "What're you gonna do if he asks you out?" you gasped in shock and Nishinoya laughed in amusement as he see you blushing.

"I don't think he would, there are lots of attractive girls in Tokyo much attractive than me."

"I don't know when you would realize how pretty you are. Dude I'm a crackhead yes but I'm not a liar, when I say you're attractive you really are attractive."

"Even if you find me pretty, it wouldn’t be the case for everyone, Yuu. Oh, we're here." you looked back at Nishinoya and took your bag from him before stepping inside your gate, "Thanks for never failing to raise my confidence though, Yuu. You're the best friend ever." you smiled and waved before you went inside.

Nishinoya waited for a bit and when he saw you enter your house he left. "Baka, YN, Baka." he whispered to himself, what can he do to help his best friend realize her worth?

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"Good luck, Shoyo. Good luck, Tobio." you pat their shoulders and smiled at them sweetly before you took two chocolate bars from your bag, "I'm sure you guys can do it. I'll see you both in Tokyo, alright?" the two nodded and bowed at you before saying, "Thank you for teaching us YN-san." you giggled and just ruffled their hair. "Don't sweat it, take care okay?" Nishinoya helped you with your bag as usual and you both sat beside each other, he let you sit beside the window since he know full well that you love watching the scenery whenever you're travelling.

You waved at the first years with a smile before looking at your phone, you're still sleepy and you were damn obvious since you can't stop yawning. "Sleep on my shoulder, YN." Nishinoya offered as he saw how sleepy and tired you were, you smiled and thank him before placing your head on his shoulder.

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"I don't understand why you're nervous." Kenma asked Kuro, who's been restless as they wait for Karasuno to arrive. "Do I look great? I mean I don't look suspicious or what?" Kenma frowned and sighed as he resumed playing games, "You look more suspicious getting all worked up like that. You guys are close already, what's the deal? And we're suppose to train with their team, you two wouldn't have much time alone because we'll be training right? So settle down." he lectured and Kuro was moved to hear the younger friend lecturing him, Ah, Kenma has grown well.

He was about to say something but Kai appeared behind him, "Coach received a text from Karasuno. They'll be here." Kuro breathed out to compose himself and he made sure that he won't look too stiff.

The awaited crows has arrived, Nishinoya and Tanaka has thought that a random transmission tower is Skytree. Kai immediately told them that it's not Skytree and Kuro burst out of laughter but his laughter had died down as he saw you exiting the vehicle with Shimizu and another blonde girl that he hasn't seen before. Your hair is tied up right now, unlike when he first saw you, he doesn't know why but you've become much prettier it almost looks like you're glowing and Kuro thinks he's hallucinating.

"Oh, Y/N let me carry your bag. Give me yours too, Yacchan." Nishinoya told you and you just gave him your bag, Yachi refused to give hers claiming that it's all fine. She's still shy around them since Nishinoya is a little too intense. You looked around and your eyes met Kuro's, the captain waved at you and you waved back before you held Yachi's hands so you two could walk together. You had to avoid looking at Kuro's direction because you don't want him to see you blush.

"There…there are three girls now! And they also have a cute one!"

You stopped dead on your tracks when Yamamoto appeared out of nowhere, before Kuro could even step in to scold Yamamoto, Tanaka came in and utter nonsense as usual. The three of you took it as a cue to leave and help the other player settle down on the gym.

You were able to meet the managers of other teams and they were all nice and pretty! Since the boys are tired from playing, the managers are tasked to cook and you didn't mind because you love cooking. You were cutting the ingredients but you accidentally wounded yourself, "Shit!" you gasped. The cut was a little deep and it's bleeding a lot.

The other managers were panicking but you just smiled. "It's fine, I'll just get it cleaned and wait for the bleeding to stop before putting a band aid." you told them.

Kuro heard that the food for them will be ready soon, he saw the managers preparing the food but he couldn't see you anywhere and when he looked around a little bit more, he saw you and he decided to walk towards you just to see you washing your bleeding fingers.

"What happened?" he asked, obviously concerned as you turn around with wide eyes. He took your hand and inspected the wound, "It's a little deep, let's go to the clinic." you had no chance but to go with him, he looks so serious right now and he even has a frown on his face.

The moment you two arrived at the clinic, Kuro was the one to talk to the nurse who kept on assuring him that the cut is not as deep as you thought. That it will heal in no time, you tugged at the hem of his shirt to get his attention and he looked down at you, "I-I'm fine, Tetsu. It's just a cut, please let's go back." the nurse winked at you and he said goodbye to the two of you when Kuro silently agreed to you.

The moment you two left the clinic the nurse smiled to herself as she breathed out, "Ah young love.."

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"Does it hurt?' he asked you, "No, I mean it stung a bit but it's bearable." he sighed in relief and looked at you with a worried look on his face, "Be careful next time, will you?" you smiled and nodded before looking at the cute band aid, "The band aid looks cute isn't it?" you giggled, Kuro's mouth gaped open upon hearing that giggle. He was sure as hell that he heard you giggle before on the phone but hearing the real thing is astonishing.

"You cut yourself and here you are admiring the band aid." he chuckled.

"Cuts aren't a big deal, you know." you pouted and Kuro placed his large hand on your head, "I just hope your blood didn't drop on our food." you removed his hands and glared at him, "It didn't!" you defended and Kuro laughed, you looked cute when you're mad, he's not gonna deny that. When you heard his laugh, you couldn't help but join him, there was an awkward ambience between you two earlier but it seems like it disappear now.

"Thanks for bringing…no..dragging me to the clinic, Tetsu."

"Welcome, and hey! I'm just worried, sorry for dragging you anyway. You probably couldn't keep up with your baby steps, sorry, my bad."

You gasped when you realized that he just made fun of your height. "Imma pretend I didn't hear that. Watch the food you'll eat later, I might put poison on it." you countered and Kuro placed a hand on his chest, "I'll just have to eat while standing up so you can't put any poisons on it since you can't reach me." that was the last straw, you pinched his sides, since that's the only part of his body you could reach as of now and he flinched as he laughed.

You walked faster but Kuro jogged to keep up and he stopped in front of you, "Are you mad for real? I didn't mean it." he told you, did he went too far? Shit he should have remembered Kenma's advice not to overwhelm you!

"Tetsu, it's fine. I'm used to all of the teasing. Can I ask you something though?"

"Hmm? What is it?" he asked as he walked beside you, walking much slower to match your steps. "Do you put product on your hair?" you pointed his hair and Kuro shook his head, "It's my bedroom hair, I just have a weird sleeping habit and my hair became like this. Here," he bowed down a little for you to reach his head and you frowned, not understanding why he bowed. "You can touch it." he told you.

You gently combed his hair using your fingers and he was right, his hair is softer than it looks and it's obvious that there was no hair gel that made it look like that. "Can I ask what's the weird sleeping habit though?" Kuro straightened up and he wrapped his shoulder around you, "Not telling 'ya, maybe next time." he smirked as he reached for your cheeks and pinched it lightly. You let out a small ouch and Kuro chuckled, he was about to do it again but he got interrupted by an unexpected person.

"Oh, here you are Kuro-san, w-we're going to eat now." You saw a tall guy in front of you and Kuro and you frowned when you saw that his teammate looked kinda weird by the way he stares at you two but before you could ask the guy what's wrong, Kuro talked over you. "Yeah, we'll be there." he told the first year before gesturing him to go and leave.

Kuro walked you to Karasuno's table and greeted your teammates before he looked down at you, "Stay away from knives, YN-chan." he teased and you glared at him, "Tetsu can you shut it? I'm gonna cut your fingers too." you threatened and Kuro just shrugged, "I'd like to see you try, gotta dash." he waved goodbye and as you were about to eat your portion of food that Yachi gave you, you felt stares and you looked up just to see the whole team looking at you as if asking for something.

"Ahm hello? What's wrong?" You asked.

"What was that?" Sugawara started, Daichi's eyes narrowed and he tilted his head to observe you. "I didn't know you two were that close for him to escort you here with his arms around you." your mouth gaped open and you realized that Daichi was right! Kuro did escort you to Karasuno's table with his arms wrapped around your shoulder and your cheeks heat up at the thought.

You heard them tease you with phrases like, 'In love in the city' and with things like, 'Young love' but Daichi told them to stay silent, you were about to thank him for that but Daichi already talked over you with a serious tone.

"We'll be here to support you but if you got hurt, we won't keep quiet."

Oh no, Kuro can you handle the Crow Guards of your crush?

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Random Facts for this Chapter

- Y/N is low key scared of Daichi

- Nishinoya saw Kuro dragging Y/N and he was about to follow them but he was called by Coach Ukai

- Yaku and Kai saw Kuro escorted Y/N to Karasuno's table and they teased him about it but they were quiet

- Lev dead ass said "Kuro-san was flirtinf with Karasuno's manager when I saw him." And now the whole team is not letting Kuro eat peacefully.

- Nishinoya was not included in those people who teased Y/N About Kuro he just ate in silence.(I wonder why （〜^∇^)〜 )

[cocobeanncteez]

ATEEZ Wooyoung- School President (Oneshot)

Genre: light angst, suggestive/steamy, high school au.

Pairing: SchoolPresident!Wooyoung x badgirl!reader

Warnings: none.

"Miss L/N, detention after school till 4 p.m." your chemistry teacher said, making you mentally groan. It was the last class of the day and you were dying to go home, but now you had to stay for an extra hour. All your classmates turned to look at you, but they weren't surprised. "You still haven't submitted the assignment."

"Can I just submit it tomorrow?" you asked in a bored tone.

"No, you were supposed to submit it a week ago," she said, gathering her stuff to leave the class. "Detention with Mrs. Hwang today." You heard people around you snicker. Well, fuck. Mrs. Hwang was the strictest teacher in school. Even you were scared of her despite your badass attitude.

You got up from your seat, leaving the classroom with an annoyed expression on your face.

"Detention again, Y/N?" your bestfriend asked as she made her way to you with your other friends.

You rolled your eyes. "Ms. Jang will never fucking let me live in peace. I'll see you guys tomorrow," you said, making your way to detention.

You were surprised to find the room empty. Usually, there would always be about three or five students. Since no one was here, you decided to ditch; you would skip school the next day so that your teachers will forget about it. You turned around to leave, but ended up bumping into someone, slightly startling yourself.

"What are you doing here?" you asked, raising an eyebrow at your school president and heartthrob—also called 'senior's eye candy' at your school—Jung Wooyoung.

You had to admit, he was certainly the most handsome guy you've ever seen. Jung Wooyoung was absolutely perfect. Every girl wanted him and every guy wanted to be him. You were sure half your school tried to hit on him despite the fact that he has a girlfriend.

"Unfortunately, I'm here to make sure that you won't escape detention as Mrs. Hwang is busy, so take a seat," he said, moving around you to sit on a chair and taking a notebook out of his bag.

You always found Jung Wooyoung very interesting. Other guys like him—the nerdy ones—can't even talk to you, let alone look you in the eye. Jung Wooyoung was the complete opposite.

You sat on one of the chairs, immediately taking your phone out.

"You can't use your phone here," Wooyoung said, not looking up at you from his notebook. "Why don't you complete your assignment?"

You scoffed. "And if I don't? What are you gonna do about it?"

"Nothing," he said, looking at you. "It's not affecting me in any way, so I don't care. However, Ms. Jang is gonna fail you again if you don't submit your assignment."

You knew he was right. And that annoyed you; you really just wanted to shut his pretty mouth up.

"Whatever," you mumbled, taking out a notebook and the assignment sheet to start working on the reactions you had to write.

However, you were completely blank. You didn't know or understand a word given on the sheet. You bit your lip as you stared at the sheet, wondering what to do.

Finally, you took out your phone and googled all the reactions, easily finishing the assignment in less than half an hour.

"You know, you won't be able to copy during finals," Wooyoung said, closing his notebook. "Even if you're copying now, at least learn what you've copied."

"I didn't ask for your comments," you retort. He was about to say something, but his phone rang.

"Hey, baby," he answered. " . . . I'm in charge of detention today . . . Oh, that's okay," his face fell slightly. " . . . No, it's alright. We can go some other day . . . Hmm, I love you too. Bye!"

You snorted, feeling bad for the boy. You were surprised someone as smart as him hasn't figured out that his girlfriend has been cheating on him. You've seen his girlfriend shoving her tongue down random people in the club, and hitting on people at your school. You remembered how shocked you were when you first found out that she was cheating on him; because why would anyone cheat on someone as perfect as Jung Wooyoung?

"You can leave now," Wooyoung said, getting up from his seat. "Detention is over." You nodded, leaving as fast as you can, just wanting to go home and sleep.

"Your grades aren't very bad, but they aren't great either, Y/N," your class teacher said. "You'll get into an average college with these grades. But I know you can do much better. So I've asked one of the prefects to tutor you in Chemistry and Physics."

You groaned. "Can I do it by myself?"

"You wouldn't do it by yourself," she said. "Anyway, Jung Wooyoung will be tutoring you. Discuss and decide your timings with him. I expect you to score well on the next exam. I do not want to see you fail in any subject again." Before you could say anything, the door to the staff room opened, revealing none other than Jung Wooyoung. "Ah, Wooyoung, I just told Y/N that you will be tutoring her," she said. "I'm expecting you to do a great job."

Wooyoung smiled. "I won't let you down, Mrs. Park. But Y/N must put in efforts or else there's no point," he stated in a polite tone, and you rolled your eyes.

"Yes, that's true," she turned to look at you. "I'm expecting nothing but your best efforts, Y/N." She's always expecting something, huh, you thought. You only smiled, bowing politely.

"I'll do my best."

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"What the actual fuck is this?" you mumbled, staring at the lengthy derivation written in Wooyoung's notebook. He rolled his eyes, so tired of hearing you say that to literally everything you saw written in his notebook.

"Ah, why did they have to make me tutor you of all people?" he whined. "You clearly haven't paid attention in class for even half a second."

"No one told you to accept it," you said, ignoring his last comment.

"I had to," he scoffed, stretching his arms out, making you glance at the veins on his arms. "Extra credits, you know?"

"Nerd," you muttered under your breath. He heard you, but didn't say anything. He began teaching you how to derive it; you paid attention for the first few seconds before zoning out. When you zoned back in, he asked you to explain what he just explained. You bit your lip, thinking of what to say.

He sighed. "You didn't pay attention again."

"I zoned out, sorry."

"That's what you said for the previous derivation," he said, a disappointed look on his face while he packed up his things.

"You're leaving already?" you asked, glancing at the time on your phone; you still had twenty minutes left.

"I'm not going to waste my time teaching you right now," he said. "You clearly aren't in the mood to focus." You only scoffed, watching him leave the library. You bit your lip, feeling kinda bad for not paying attention when he was making an effort to teach you.

The look of disappointment he showed you had somehow made you determined to prove that you could focus and do better.

You were at Wooyoung's house, sitting on his bed and scrolling through your social media while waiting for him to finish changing out of his uniform. You spent an entire two weeks studying your ass off, and you were proud you made a big improvement, thanks to Wooyoung. He was quite surprised that you were actually making an effort to understand whatever he taught you. You both even became friends, and you were quite happy about that.

"I'm done," he said, coming out of his bathroom, making you look up from your phone. You held your breath at the sight of Wooyoung dressed in grey sweatpants and a black tank top. You couldn't stop yourself from checking him out: the veins running down his muscled arms, his exposed collarbones, his sharp jawline, his plump lips . . .

You were so immersed into checking him out, you didn't realize he was doing the same to you. He loved how your uniform skirt rid up your thighs, and how another two buttons on your shirt were unbuttoned, exposing a little bit of your cleavage. Before you knew it, he was slowly making his way towards you, eyes now locked with yours.

"Let's start, hmm?" he said with a smirk; he knew you were checking him out.

You clear your throat a little. "Yeah, let's start."

You spent the next half an hour trying to pay attention to whatever Wooyoung was teaching you. It didn't help that he absentmindedly placed his hand on your knee, or brushed your hand with his; he knew exactly what he was doing to you. Your mind kept wandering to the things you want him to do to you right now on his bed.

" . . . and now you should tell me," he leaned a little close to you with a smirk, making your heartbeat speed up. "Which formula should be used?"

"Fuck this," you muttered, pushing the books aside before straddling Wooyoung's lap.

"Took you long enough," he chuckled, and you crashed your lips on his. He instantly kissed you back, hands moving to grip your waist. You wouldn't admit it to anyone, but you have been dreaming about kissing Wooyoung the second he talked back to you a year ago.

You pulled away to litter his neck in kisses, sucking the skin gently. He groaned softly, making you smirk. "Fan of neck kisses?"

"You have no idea," he said, hands moving underneath your skirt to grip your bare inner thighs. He gave it a squeeze, making you involuntarily grind down on him. He moaned at the feeling, encouraging you to do it again. You moved your lips back to his, grinding on him even more. Wooyoung's hands slipped into your panties, grabbing your ass to help you grind down on him faster. The friction made you moan, craving for more. You tugged on his shirt, breaking the kiss to let him pull it off. You ran your hand down his toned torso in awe, loving the feeling of his abs beneath your fingertips. Your eyes widened at the tattoo above his hip bone. "You have a tattoo?!"

Wooyoung gripped your hips, moving you off of him so that he could hover over you. "Mhmm, bet you never expected the nerdy school president to have a tattoo, huh?" Your hands moved to his hair, playing it with while he began to kiss your neck, driving you crazy.

Wooyoung kissed down your chest till where your shirt was unbuttoned. He glanced up at you, fingers toying with the buttons. "Can I?" he asked. You nodded, letting him unbutton your shirt and slip it off you. You sucked in a breath when he ran his fingers over the lacy material of your bra.

"Take it off," you whined, making him chuckle.

"Patience, baby," he said, one hand gently rubbing your thigh.

But you really didn't have any patience right now.

You brought his lips to yours while you moved his hand to touch you where you desperately needed him, surprising him a little. He kissed you back hungrily while his finger moved on your clothed clit, applying pressure, making you get wetter. Your moans made him smirk; he loved how he was the reason behind it.

You both got startled at the sudden sound of his garage opening. He halted his movements, pulling away from you instantly.

"One of my parents is back from work," he said, quickly putting on his tank top and handing you your uniform shirt. You quickly buttoned it and straightened out your hair; you really did not want Wooyoung's strict parents to suspect anything since they already did not like the idea of him tutoring you in his final year of high school.

Wooyoung's father knocked on his bedroom door before opening it, finding you and Wooyoung busy writing equations.

"Oh, hey, dad! How was work?" Wooyoung asked with a sweet, innocent smile like as if he wasn't smirking a few minutes ago while touching you.

"Hello, Mr. Jung," you said politely.

"Hello, Y/N," he said. "Work was all right, as usual. How is your tutoring session going?"

"Good, dad," Wooyoung said, trying to control himself from smirking. "It's going really great."