I Can Do Both *REUPLOAD*

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Sex. 

Oh, how Jisung loved it. 

Craved it. 

The 18 year old boy could barely last three days without some boy or girl in his bed (regardless if he knew them or not). 

He was your typical, horny highschooler but on another level. 

His seduction skills were better than his grades. 

Did his parents care? 

Hell no. 

In fact, Jisung's parents were a rare case: they encouraged Jisung to have an active sex life (especially after what happened when he was 13) as long as he wasn't failing. 

But, he was. 

Which is why they hired a maid that would act as a tutor for their son. 

As long as he didn't fuck the boy. 

And they knew that would be hard. 

Which is why they currently sat with their kid in one of the many living rooms, proceeding to give him a lecture about why he absolutely could not have sex with this new maid. 

They knew (in fact, just about everyone knew) that as soon as either he was fucked the life out of or fucked the life out of someone else, he would throw that person away like a ragdoll. Sometimes, he would have to chase them away. 

Because everyone was obsessed with the Han Jisung. 

Even the straight guys. 

Taking the title of the school's much desired 'fuck boy', Han Jisung was easily the hottest person in school. 

Most of the time, instead of learning about polynomials, the boy was in the janitors closet with someone new each time. Even girls. 

He was gay. 

Yet, he fucked girls. 

Lovely. 

His grades had nothing to thank him for. 

Which is why he was here right now. 

"Han Jisung, listen to me, " his mother snapped at the boy who was busy hanging upside down on the couch, obviously not listening as he hummed to the tune of his favorite song, taking much interest in his newly painted nails. 

"Jisung, " his father boomed. Rolling his eyes, Jisung slowly, very slowly, sat up. 

Putting on a fake grin, he crossed his legs. 

"Yesssss, Mother? "

"Jisung, you absolutely cannot have sex with this boy. We paid a lot of money for his services and you can not butcher that. Not only is he tutoring you, but he is going to be cleaning the house. Now listen very carefully. His room will be down the hall from yours. I don't want you to enter that room under any circumstances, you hear me? He will also be attending school with you and will inform me if you're not in class. "

"What?? But mother-"

"We wouldn't be having this discussion with you if you weren't failing all of your classes. Once you have all A's and B's, you can start to fool around again, " Jisung's father added. 

"FATHER! " Jisung abruptly stood up and with anger written on his face, he spat on the ground next to him. 

"Tell your new maid to clean that, " and with that, he stormed off, ignoring the calls from his displeased parents. 

He was pissed. 

Grabbing his phone, he marched to his room, making sure to give a good and audible door slam before diving into his king-sized bed. Sticking in his earbuds, he cried into his pillow.