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

Closeness

It's kind of awkward being in his lap, but I'm okay with it. I can be closer to him this way. I WANT to be close to him. He's holding me as close as possible like this. That's all I can think about. I wish I could stay like this forever. 

I lower my arms to his waist and try to pull myself closer. It should be physically impossible, but I still try.

Saeran laughs, and I can here it reverberating throughout his chest. "This isn't close enough for you?" There's something strangely soothing about hearing the echo of every word.

"It is now." I murmur, hoping he can still hear me. I cross my legs, which are off to the side, at the ankles.

"Is it, now?" 

I glance up at him, sure he's going to do... SOMETHING. I don't know what, but I can just tell.

And he does.

Saeran rocks backward and lies on his back, taking me down with him. I let out a surprised noise and he laughs. "What about now?"

I'm on top of him again, like when I fell out of the chair. I blush and try to move, but he places his hands on my waist, holding me in place.

"Let me go."

He smirks. "You already know what my answer will be, princess."

"But does it HAVE to be that way?"

"Yep."

"Damn it."

Saeran is staring up at me innocently. "But I like this view."

My cheeks are basically phosphorescent by now. "Don't be weird."

"I'm not."

"You sure as hell are." I make a 'tch' noise, rolling my eyes and crossing my arms.

"Okay. Then move."

"What?" I raise an eyebrow in question.

"I'm not holding you down anymore. If you want to move then do it."

I look down and notice he's right. My face flushes again and I roll to the side, off of him. "I hate you."

"What did I say about lying?"

"Yeah, but you're acting like a dick."

Saeran tuts. "No excuse for you."

I crawl up next to him. "Too bad."

"What should I do as your punishment?"

"Your sadist is showing, creep."

He puts a finger to his lips in mock thought, ignoring me. "Any ideas?"

"How about you fuck off? I like that idea."

"Not helpful."

"I'm not trying to be helpful, asshat."

Saeran turns on his side, facing me. "Maybe you should be. If you are, there's a chance your punishment will be less severe." He purrs.

"Or I won't get a punishment at all and you can stop being a sadistic asshole." I turn on my side to face him, challenging him. 

"You'll just make it harder on yourself, princess." He rests his head on his hand.

"You wouldn't dare."

Saeran uses his free hand to play with a lock of my hair. "Try me." His sentence is punctuated with a hard tug on my hair and I suck in a breath.

"Let go of it, asshole."