teacher - seungmin x reader

- nine -

you sit cross legged on the edge of sana's bed, your hands in your lap as she aggressively brushes your hair. she sticks her tongue out and intricately weaves your hair in between her fingers, determined to make neat braids. you stared straight at the tv, 'sofia' by clairo playing, turned up to the highest volume. 

she would hum along, decorating the plaits with bright pink butterflies and glittered clips. you let her be, knowing that this was a stress reliever for her. you brought your juice box to your mouth and took a long gulp. 

"so," sana starts, and you brace yourself for the words to follow. "you kissed seungmin." she wasn't asking, wasn't hinting. she spat the words out. it was merely a fact. 

"yup," you popped your 'p', shameless. 

"and you're not allowed to like each other," she clarifies, and you nod. 

"he likes momo. i'm just helping him out." 

"by eating his face?" she jokes, hitting your shoulder. "wait, he likes momo?" she said in almost a whisper. she could not believe the tea.

"yea but he's too shy to ask her out so he asked me for help," 

"why does he like momo?" sana asked, a hint of annoyance seeping into her tone. 

"i dunno." 

"does momo like him back though?" she asked irritably, finishing your hair with an elastic. 

"i dunno," you shrugged, turning to face her. 

"then why help him get momo when you can have him all to yourself," sana smiled cheekily, wiggling her eyebrows up and down.

she made her way up the bed, leaning her back on the headboard, and you followed beside her. you always slept on sana's bed when you came over. the five hours of sleep you would end up getting wound up with sana cuddling your side, your arm under her head. she really was affectionate and clingy, something you never minded. 

she quickly reached under her bed and dug out a jar of Nutella, unscrewing the cap and sitting it in between the two of you. she opened her desk drawer and pulled out two spoons, one tinted pink, the other red. she passed you the red one and did not hesitate to dip her spoon in the chocolate spread, getting a spoonful and stuffing it into her mouth. 

"do you ever eat this without me?" you asked casually, licking the bottom of the spoon and raising your eyebrows at her. 

she gasped and shook her head, taking offense in your question. "what's the fun of eating this alone?" 

you nodded in agreement and placed the spoon in your mouth, nutella side facing down onto your tongue. you groaned at the taste, the hazelnut spread melting in your mouth and washing away all your worries. 

"have you guys done it?" she suddenly asks as you nearly inhale the spoon in shock. 

you choke for a few seconds and sana stares at you seriously, not even bothering to pat your back. "no," you heave, trying desperately to catch your breath. 

"why not?" 

"because," you whine out, stretching your legs and shaking them slightly. "i dunno, we just haven't gotten there." 

"do you really wanna take this boy's virginity?" she touches your arm gently, a disgusted look on her face. 

"sana! you were the one who encouraged me to do this!" you slap her shoulder and she giggles, dipping her spoon back in the jar and turning onto her stomach, swinging her feet covered in hello kitty socks in the air.