I didn't even have time to go to Chanyeol, because a couple of people straight away attacked me with their questions, and it seemed like everyone knew that I was not comfortable with being touched, because no one came close to me. The few people I talked to.. they seemed normal.
I noticed that Chanyeol was keeping an eye on me, I could see in his every move that he wanted to talk to me, so I politely said goodbye to them for a while, then I nodded to Yeol, who caught my facial expression, whispered something in Mr. Kim's ear who nodded.
My English teacher got up from the couch and walked in front of me with a lazy smile on his face, his right hand wrapped around my waist, and he started stroking my side with his fingers.
"I'll show you around," he said in a tone that only I could hear.
"Okay," I chuckled. I'm glad that he doesn't hold back, he showed everyone in this living room that he's the only one in the whole world who can touch me, and they better remember this.
While we were heading out, I heard Jessi yelling that Chanyeol better take me to a room, which made me blush hard.
We're still a long way from doing anything sexual, for God's sake we haven't even kissed while using our tongues! And as much as I want to push Chan on a bed and have it with him, I can't.
Let's start with the fact that he's straight. He told me this if it wasn't clear enough for me. I just got his attention somehow, he became curious, but I don't think of how a relationship would work between two men, he just finds me and my phobia interesting enough to spend his time on me. I mean, even I find our situation very interesting.
Since this is the first time for him to do anything with the same gender (it's fine, because... me too, but unlike him I'm gay) I can't just fuck him.
I also have to add that my disgust can come out even with him. So how would it look like.. I don't know, me fingering him and all of the sudden I need to back up because my body can't take the physical touches anymore. That would be embarrassing as hell.
We have to go slowly, now I'm not afraid that our "relationship" won't last after I finish school, which means we'll get there in our own pace.
Chan showed me where to find the bathroom, then the kitchen. The rooms were are all upstairs, but we didn't go there, which made me smile a little because maybe he is afraid that I'm going to fuck him in one of the rooms.
Ah.. he is so cute.
After he showed me everything inside the house, we went out into the back yard, and I was quite impressed by the sight. It looked beautiful, full of flowers and a small pool, which is now covered due to the cold, still everything looked so pretty.
As I stopped in front of one of the bushes that had a sphere shape, I felt him standing behind me, pressing his crotch against my bottom, but it didn't really bother me, as he hugged me his warm arms distracted me.
His breath hit my neck and he pressed a light kiss there. The edge of my lips curled up when he started swaying left and right to the music that was faintly heard.
"You know you look very good, right?" he growled in his deep voice in my ear.
"I had no idea," I shrugged.
"Sure you didn't," he laughed. "You should take those pants off you. You could kill with it. All my friends were staring at you, do you know how mad that made me?"
"Well, Mr. Park" I turned in his embrace, and wrapped my arms around his neck as his palm slid down to my bottom.
Wait... hold up, shouldn't I be doing this to him? Although I like this pose, I just feel a little submissive.. But I can't complain, I missed his touch so much so I guess it shouldn't matter how I get it from him.
My eyes widened when he leaned closer and I think he sensed my discomfort, because in the end he only bumped our foreheads together.
"Too fast?" he whispered soothingly.
"I'm sorry, I still have to get used to it,"
"It's okay, I'm the same way," he raised his hand, but I didn't like that.. His palm on my ass felt... good..
However, his movements did not stop, while his left hand rested on my waist, he took my hand with his right one, stretched it out and I instantaneously knew what he was doing.
We started to slow dance and I laughed softly at his actions, he can make everything so special in such a unique way.
Every step he takes, the way he twirls me and then pulls me to him, completely enchants me. I hardly do anything, I let him lead me.
"So..." I started to talk slowly. "How come all your friends know about me? Isn't that dangerous?" I asked after he turned me around again.
"All they know is that there is something between us. You can trust them, don't worry. I know it's a bit of a crazy bunch, but I've known all of them for a very long time."
"Aha" That didn't convince me at all, and I am not calm about it, but I can't do much about now, he already told them, it's not like I can erase their mind's.
"We should talk about English though.."
"Are you serious now?" I grimaced, and only was a second away to swat him.
"There's a lot of tests coming up you know?"
"Or um.. you can tell me when are you going to take me out on a date?" I grinned.
"O-ho.. How about on Saturday, next week?" he asked while dipping me.
"Perfect," I leaned closer to him and give him a small kiss on his lips.
I wanted to pull away because in this position we can easy fall over but Chanyeol thought otherwise.
With one move he made sure that we were standing straight and pressed his plump lips against mine. Even though we still didn't use our tongues it just felt so right to be this close to him. I never want to let go of him..
Never.
I'm glad that Jessi noticed from the window and didn't let me to go away..
Because it would have been a shame to miss this.
a/n; No, Baekhyun is not going to top Yeol, he' just afraid of bottoming so he doesn't even think he would be the bottom lmao. He is delulu.
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The Golden Ring • ChanBaek | ENG
FanfictionBaekhyun is a student who struggles with his phobia of touches. It made his life miserable so far, and he only wants to get out of it, but nothing seems to work. So why does he reacts differently when it comes to his new English teacher, Park Chanye...