Seven | Book 1 (An EXO fiction)

51.

"Your idea of...using my like final hours, like this at least, wisely...is to cuddle. Really Jongin?" he hums and tosses his leg over my waist and snuggles closer. Why is he like a large puppy? Giving in to him I run my fingers through his growing hair. "Alright, I'll give it to you. This is pretty nice."

"Told you," he sing-songs.

"Do you remember when I caught you staring at me while I slept?"

"Are you ever going to let the at go?"

"Nope."

"I'm sorry okay! I thought you were scary, and I just wanted to make sure, and I don't know you looked cute while you were asleep-"

"Scary as in a fucking monster. I can't believe you thought that I would turn into a monster. How long were you even in there?" He goes silent. I crane my neck to look at him, and stop running my fingers through his locks. "Jongin?"

"Uhm...2 hours? Maybe?"

"What the hell!"

"I'm sorry!" he laughs. I tug lightly at his hair just to hear him whine. "Did you know that that was the first time you smiled at me?"

"Was it?"

"Mhm. After I ran away from you and you came over to me...you smiled at me for the first time. You smiled and for the first time I realized that you weren't totally terrifying-" I smack the top of his head lightly. Thanks Jongin. For insulting me while telling what I thought would be a touching story. "You aren't scary anymore!" he adds looking up with a smile. He shifts up the bed so that we're face to face instead of face to chest. "And I'm sure you don't think I'm scary anymore either. Otherwise you wouldn't have eagerly decided to fuc-"

I smack my hand over his mouth and he smiles with his eyes. "I'm actually going to tape your fucking mouth shut. You go from cute to...to sinful in 3 seconds."

"I'm not cute!" He mutters through my hand.

"You said the same thing right before you decided to watch me masturba-" quick as fuck he pulls my hand away and yells over me.

"That wasn't right before! Stop you're embarrassing me!"

"You didn't think it was embarrassing when you splooshed all on my sheets."

"Splooshed?" his eyebrow ticks up mischievously.

I nod slightly. "Yes, splooshed." I ball my hand into a fist and then play my finger like an explosion to demonstrate. "Sploosh."

With a groan and my neck to hide in, Jongin doesn't laugh at what I said. Which, I don't get because it was funny as hell and he should appreciate my humor. Junmyeon would have laughed with me.

I'm not able to spend too much time with Jongin before I'm whisked away to the next guy...or group of guys I should say. It's as if they've all discussed this beforehand and figured out some sort of system of trading me around to keep me busy. I only guess this, because Jongin is the one to lead me to the next place.

He would never stop in the middle of cuddling willingly. Not unless it's something important.

So, when he pulled away and guided me to the basketball gym on his own I was surprised to say the least.

Chanyeol, Tao, and Yixing are there with smiles on their faces and athletic clothes on their bodies. I look down at my t-shirt and jeans curiously. With a smile, Jongin vanishes.

"Worry not, we have a change of clothes for you!" Tao announces. Chanyeol bounds over and hands me a folded set of clothes and pushes me to the attached locker room without giving me a chance to say anything or ask any questions. I stand and look down at the stack dumbfounded. The clothes are my own, and it doesn't take too much thought to determine that one of them raided my closet before this master plan full of distractions came in to order. I just want to know whose idea this was.