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Sangdo ♡ Hojoon // Shy Love [Smut]

Requested by: @AsamiJay

Sangdo x Hojoon

Sangdo looked at the paper in front of him. There looked to be more black ink then the white paper. He softly cursed under his breath at the assignment.

Science was definitely not his subject, never has been, never will. Scanning the paper, he saw in bold words:

Must work with a partner!

"Partners?" He tilted his head in disgust,"Who the hell would I partner up with anyway..?" He paused, the side of his mouth curling up into a smirk,"I know just the person."

He looked quickly over to a boy. His dark hair covering his forehead and his golden rimmed glasses hung low on the bridge of his nose.

"Hojoon-ah!" Sangdo chanted as he made his way over to the his seat.

Hojoon lifted his head up and peered at him through his glasses.

"Yah don't look at me in that tone of voice." Sangdo joked and slammed the paper on the desk,"Partners. You and me."

Hojoon opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by Sangdo's loud voice,"Don't you even try to get out of being with me."

"But I don't want to.." Hojoon looked down at the paper, his voice was quiet,"I want to work alone.."

Sangdo pointed a finger at the bold sentence on the assignment paper,"You see that?"

Hojoon adjusted his glasses, then nodded,"Mm."

"We have to work with a partner."

"But why did you have to choose me..?" Hojoon's voice trailed off a little, afraid of making Sangdo angry.

Everyone knew, an angry Sangdo was bad. They all knew not to mess with him. That's what he's most known for, being the school bully. His target was mostly Hojoon, he was quiet and shy, Sangdo thought that he was the perfect target to pick on and tease.

"Because I want to." Sangdo pushed Hojoon in his seat, but not hard enough to make him tip over, just enough to make Hojoon frantically grip the desk to keep from falling,"My house. Tonight at 6. If you don't show, you better be prepared tomorrow." He threatened while raising an eyebrow.

Hojoon, eyes wide behind his golden glasses, nodding quickly.

"You afraid?"

Hojoon nodded once again.

"Good. You better be." Sangdo pushed Hojoon's papers to the floor,"I'm just warming up."

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"What have I gotten myself into..." Hojoon stared up at the house. Not just any house but the one where the great Sangdo lives. Everyone knows where he lives, not only is he popular but known as the handsome bully.

With a deep sigh, he adjusted his glasses on his nose, pressed his notebooks to his chest and made his way up the steps.

He stood outside the door and waited a few seconds as he intimately knocked a few times on the door.

He stepped away and listened as he heard a voice.

He wasn't surprised when he heard Sangdo and a trail of curse words come out his mouth. He heard rustling before the door opened and he watched as Sangdo was smoothing this clothing down.

"Um.." Hojoon started to say.

"Your late." Sangdo grabbed his arm and pulled him inside,"I told you not to be late."

"Actually, you said to show up. Which I did." The words came out so fast that it even surprised Hojoon himself. He never says things like that.

By the look Sangdo had, he was just as surprised but then recollected his self,"Well. Your still late, it's past 6."

He walked away and left an awkward standing Hojoon in the doorway.

"Hojoon-ah!" Sangdo called from another room,"Yah, come here."

Hojoon slowly left his place at the door and made his way over, following where he heard the voice. He turned a corner and saw half of Sangdo's body in the refrigerator.

He must have heard Hojoon enter as he said,"You hungry?" And poked his head out.

Hojoon his head, looking down,"N-no thanks.."

"Oh come on! Don't be like that." He walked over to his a put a soda in his hand,"It's not like your here so I can beat you up or anything. It's just a science project, be glad I'm offering you my kitchen.

Hojoon had to admit that was really nice especially for Sangdo, his food was always off limits. He clearly remembers one of his classmates being beat up for stealing a single french fry.

Hojoon looked at the cold misting soda can in his hand and then back up to Sangdo's face,"Thanks.." He said more quietly then intended.

Sangdo suddenly pressed a hand to his shoulder, backing him to the kitchen wall.

"S-sang-do.." Hojoon breathed out,"W-what are..-"

Sangdo pushed a finger to Hojoon's lips,"Shh.."Sangdo cut him off with a merely a touching of his lips.

With wide eyes, Hojoon tried pulling away, but the wall and Sangdo's body prevented it.

Sangdo smirked against his lips, licking them slightly. He watched Hojoon's flustered, red face as he made the action.

Sangdo then trailed kisses down his jaw, dotting his neck with gentle pecks. A soft, quiet moan escaped the Hojoon's lips when his sweet spot was found. Feeling proud for making him moan, he attacked the spot with kisses and soft bites until Hojoon was flushed and breathless.

"Hojoon-ah..." Sangdo said against his hot skin and then bent him back against a counter. Hojoon was now bent over backwards, with their hips grinding against each other, causing a shock of pleasure to go through them from time to time.

Sangdo stared down at him, his eyes foggy with lust. He continued licking up his secret love's pale neck. Hojoon shuddered.

Sangdo slid a leg up, so that was grinding into Hojoon's clothed crotch instead of his own hips.

Hojoon whimpered, almost pleading until his sounds grew a few octaves higher. Sangdo smirked down at him, leaning down and kissing just below his jaw. Hojoon's quiet moans became full out shouts of pleasure, and he closed his eyes, waiting for what was to come.

"S-sang-do.... I-I'm c-close...." Hojoon moaned, his breathes becoming more erratic. He looked up when Sangdo suddenly stopped his aggressive grinding.

"You want more?" He smirked, leaving a love mark down Hojoon's neck again.

Hojoon shivered against the touch, quickly nodding his head.

Sangdo chuckled, lifting his head to meet Hojoon's eyes behind his golden rimmed glasses, "You have to help with the project, then I'll continue." He teased him with one last grind of his legs, making a slight moan escape Hojoon's lips.

Sangdo moved away, picking up the soda Hojoon had dropped, forgotten in their actions and motioned toward the living room, all the while, a smirk danced on his lips.