nocturne

claude debussy

Hyunjins POV:

I woke up from the slam of a door.

"Shit. Sorry Hyunjin."

Sitting up, i looked around confused as to where i was.

"Mr. Bang?"

Taking in my surrounding i concluded that i was in either Mr. Bangs or some rando's bedroom.

I sat there for a good minute, processing what happened...

"OH MY GOD." i shrieked.

The traumatizing memories of last night of whenever it was came crashing through my head, the feeling of Dr. Bangs rough hands caressing my face, the feeling of his lips against my skin,.. me on my knees infront of him... But i couldn't remember anything after that.

I heard a throat clear from across the room, "Dont wory Hwang, we didnt do anything. You passed out before we could."

huh?

Come again?

"i... i passed out?"

"On the other hand, i learnt you are truly inexperienced with lust and sex." Mr. Bang tsked.

"Wait.. but how.. what .. " i asked confused as to how i couldn't remember what happened.

Sighing he replied, "You started hyperventilating after i told you what i'd do to you, and the next thing i know, you were out cold."

I stared up at him with a blank face, feeling the burning embarrassment build.

Pouring himself a cup of coffee, he walked over to me.

"I would say itd be a turn off but you're far to enticing for something as mere as passing out after being asked to give a blow job."

Now i was even more confused, ".. Blow.. job?"

Mr. Bangs eye's widened, "You're shitting me." he muttered under his breath.

He moved closer to me, his hands slipping through my hair and cupping the back of my neck, bringing my face closer to his.

"Sweetheart, please tell me you know what a blow job is?" he questioned.

What the hell was he talking about... I slowly shook my head. Genuinely concerned at his reaction.

The older immediately pulled away, groaning into his hands, "GOD what have i done!"

I looked at him in alarm, "M-mr. Bang... is something wrong? Did i do something?"

"Yes! Yes you beguiling angel!" He shouted into the quiet of his bedroom, "I knew you were innocent, but not this innocent! i- i could've ruined you." he sighed.

ruined me?

Though the blatant use of the word ruin intended violence, the action said by Mr. Bang caused a sudden eruption of butterflies that tickled my core.

After a few minutes of  the older grumbling incoherently, i decided that i couldn't just sit here and grow confused, so i got up, shoving the heavy blankets off my lap and strode towards the handsome man.

The latter looked up startled, "Hyunjin, just- just forget about what i said, you should probably get back to your dorm, its getting late and this isn't the best situation if you're friends came looking for you." he spoke, gesturing to wrinkled skirt and sweatshirt i ended passing out in.

"Your right... but Mr. Bang.. Can i ask you question?"

"Go ahead." he replied, busy with destroying evidence that i was there.