teacher - seungmin x reader

-five-

when seungmin asked you to come over, you prepared for an afternoon filled with passionate, heated kisses and silent moans. what you did not expect, was to be sprawled on the floor in his living room with his bandmates and sana, huddled in a tight circle and playing a heated game of truth or dare. you watched the faces around you, some more anxious than others, and you giggled quietly at the thought of an old soju bottle declaring the fate of ten teenagers. 

you watched as seungmin took a deep breath and held it as soon as chan gave it a lazy spin, his deep brown eyes never once leaving the bottle. he let out a sigh of relief as the bottle's mouth pointed at sana, who stuck her tongue out playfully and kneeled forward, challenging the group. 

"truth or dare?" hyunjin waved his hand dramatically, making jeongin roll his eyes. 

"truth," sana shrugged, preparing for the worst. 

"who do you think is the hottest among us?" hyunjin smiled smugly, leaning back and resting his arm on the couch's cushion.

"that's easy. y/n. duh." sana giggled and threw her arms around you, wrapping you in a tight hug. you felt your cheeks heat up and you shook your head. 

"come on, seriously." hyunjin whined, waiting for his name to leave sana's lips. (she did not pick hyunjin.) 

sana eyed them all one by one, her gaze hopping from boy to boy. she seemed to be drinking in all their features, from the way chan's hair seemed to curl against his wishes, to the prominent dimple forming on his right cheek as he smiled shyly under sana's intense gaze. she shifted her attention to han, who soaked up every drop of attention, smiling so wide his eyes seemed to disappear, his cheeks puffing up. sana laughed at this before directing her gaze towards minho, who remained stoic. she took up five minutes, surveying the boys' features, and you were so focused on sana's conquest to find the hottest one that you failed to notice seungmin staring at you. 

he didn't know what was wrong with him, any of the boys could catch him looking at you, but he didn't care. he just couldn't seem to pull his eyes away from your figure. he silently prayed the turtleneck would dip lower, exposing your neck and the hickeys he had skillfully marked you with. he wanted for you to cower in embarrassment, the red tint he loved so much creeping up into your face as you stuttered incoherently, trying to make up an excuse. he wanted you to avoid his gaze, knowing that if you so much as looked at him as they questioned you, someone would put two and two together and they'd know your dirty little secret. 

and what alarmed him was that he didn't mind. he didn't mind if they found out it was him who had you wrapped around his finger, it was him who was making you sweat and whimper, it was him who could make you forget everything else with just one kiss. his heart seemed to be beating a little too loud at the thought of you, and he winced. he knew you didn't like him like that, so why should he allow himself to fall? after all, you were just preparing him for momo, right? but the thought of kissing momo didn't excite him nearly as much as the thought of kissing you. heck, it's all he thought about all day. he just longed for you to tremble under him, for you to moan his name out as he ruined you, for you to fall- 

"seungmin." all eyes were on him, and you raised your eyebrows at him. 

"he zoned out. again." minho sighed, leaning into han's side. 

"because of that, you get a dare." han smirked, and the rest of the group nodded in agreement. minho looked up at the younger and smiled, reaching up for a high-five. 

he mentally kicked himself when he saw the bottle pointing at him, and he widened his eyes in shock. "wait wait, what? noo." the group ignored his whines, trying to come up with a fun dare.