ʙᴀʙʏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ || woosan

𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢

wooyoung shifted the boy on his lap a bit, attaching his lips to the flawless skin of the latter's neck. the black haired boy whined at the contact, winding his fingers into wooyoung's hair and giving a small tug. the blonde continued the painting of his canvas, satisfied with the latter's reaction.

wooyoung knew he was being risky, being as they were in a momentarily empty classroom, which anyone could enter at any time, but that was only part of the thrill. the silver haired's hands slipped down to the hips of the boy on his lap, shifting their way under his shirt to meet the warmth of his skin.

the black haired gasped at the newfound contact, a harsher gasp escaping his lips when wooyoung's fingertips brushed against his nipples. the silver haired only smirked into the other's neck at his reaction.

just as wooyoung had slipped his fingers under the edge of the boy's waistband, the latter stiffened under his touch.

wooyoung pulled back from the boy's saliva slicked neck in confusion, wondering if he had gone too far in so little time. he was proved wrong when the door to the classroom slammed open harshly, making both of them jump in surprise, but they didn't detach.

wooyoung was sat in one of the teacher's chairs with the boy on his lap, the latter's legs tucked up against wooyoung's waist. the pair's hair was equally messy, swollen red lips to match.

a boy waltzed into the classroom, behind him trailing a smaller boy, both with a grin on their faces. wooyoung only frowned at their arrival. the boy on his lap glanced down at him in worry, but as wooyoung seemed unbothered, the boy relaxed.

"are we interrupting something~?" the first boy called teasingly, waltzing his way to the intertwined pair with a smirk. wooyoung only rolled his eyes, a small smirk playing at his lips. he kept his hands on the boy's waist, beginning to play with the hem of his shirt.

by now, the black haired boy was embarrassed and red-cheeked, and being as wooyoung wasn't letting go of him, he had no choice but to sit on the throne he had chosen.

"yes. please, leave." wooyoung retorted, letting his head fall on the back of the chair as the pair finally reached them.

"aren't they so cute, 'kyun?? such a cute college love story right there." the orange haired boy teased once again, prominent dimples showing as he turned with a smile to the boy behind him. the boy chuckled a bit too, his dirty blonde hair falling into his face as he stood a bit behind his friend.

"jooheon you are such an ass," wooyoung grumbled, letting his eyes close as he tried to avoid the bit of embarrassment creeping up his neck, "and a cockblocker."

the black haired boy shifted on wooyoung's lap once more, eventually opting to just bury his head in wooyoung's neck, to save himself that bit of pride.

"what?! i could never~ right changkyun?! we were just passing through, going to class... like normal college students." jooheon teased again, brushing back his orange hair as he watched wooyoung. the dirty blonde haired boy, changkyun, just smiled a bit and inched closer to jooheon to rest his cheek against his shoulder.

wooyoung frowned dramatically, his hand leaving the boy's waist to wave the pair off with a chuckle.

"this is embarrassing." the black haired boy muttered, his voice hushed so that only wooyoung could hear it. the silver haired felt bad momentarily, but opted to laugh it off with a comforting rub to the boy's back.

"you guys are embarrassing kevin, get out." wooyoung instructed, making a point to glare jooheon down, but kept the playful hint to his gaze.

the orange haired waved him off as he turned to leave, but not before reaching over to take changkyun's hand into his own. the smaller could only smile bashfully as he was led away.