Mystic Messenger High School! AU - Peaceful - Saeran x Reader

In Control

I watch him work for a little while, noticing him moving very slowly. I sigh in exasperation. 

He always does this on purpose waiting for a reaction. Why do I always give him one?

I'm sure he wants me to stop him and tell him I'll finish gluing for him. Yeah, right. I'm doing no such thing.

"If you're going to take so long, I'll just go sit over there." I gesture to the front of the bed.

All I get in response is a hum of recognition.

I sigh again and sit down on the floor, my back to the footboard. I stretch my legs out in front of me, crossing them at the ankles. 

Now I'm bored. What do I do?

I tug at the hoodie strings and close my eyes.

It smells like him.

My eyes snap open.

Whoa, what the fuck?! Did I really just think that? That sounds so creepy! What the hell is wrong with me?

I bring the sleeve to my face and quietly sniff it.

It does smell good, though.

I shake my head, returning my arm to my lap. 

That's fucking gross. This was in the back of his closet for God knows how long? Why am I thinking these things?

I create a pattern when tugging the strings.

Left.

Right.

Left.

Right.

Damn it. This is boring.

I reach into my jeans pocket and take out my phone.

Let's see what the RFA is up to.

(Y/n) has entered the chatroom.

(Y/n): Hello? Anyone here?

(Y/n): ...

(Y/n): Guess not.

(Y/n) has left the chatroom.

Well, what the hell am I supposed to do now?

I glance up and stare at Saeran's back.

I guess he's still not anywhere near done.

My gaze starts to shift upward towards his head, when I realize something; The right arm of his jacket slid down a bit. Leaving his right shoulder and upper arm exposed. I smirk.

Time for a little revenge.

I slowly stand as to not hint that I'm approaching and quietly make my way towards him. I rest my head on his shoulder, just as he did to me. "How's it going?"

He jumps a little, but otherwise is stable. "I'm making progress."

"That's good. I'm getting bored." 

"Oh, really?" His voice was dripping with amusement.

I bury my face into his shoulder, humming in response. I feel the shiver go down his spine and I smirk. 

It's not as evident as mine, but I'll take it.

"Do you have any idea what I can do to entertain myself while you're busy?"

Saeran tenses up and I feel his reaction to every word.

Finally I'M not the only victim. This IS a two-player game, after all.