Collection. (NOT MINE)

4 (Kim Wow)

Sehyoon/you, rated M, nsfw

Word count: 9k+

Show me what you got

Let it roll right off your tongue

Hit me with your best shot

Tell me off, tell me off

Hit me where it hurts

Say my name like its a bad word

Kim Sehyoon makes your life impossible ever since he walked in. Because as soon as you say his name, he walks away. 

The sofa you were slouched on was clearly well sat on, the dark leather smooth and soft under your exposed legs. You sank into the couch a little more, slumping into the soft leather with your hand tightly wrapped around a half full glass. Tiny beads of water were dripping between your fingers. The ice cubes in the drink had molten a while ago, with how long it ago you had grabbed it and the heat of the room full of people. You didn’t care. You weren’t planning on finishing the drink, unless your frustration would become too much to bear. It wasn’t entirely unlikely.

But there was no point in getting drunk when you’d gain nothing from it but would end up with a hangover the next day. It wasn’t that you hated parties, especially not home parties thrown by people in your year. They were all good fun and alcohol was always a nice option after a horribly stressful week, so you had always welcomed then on the weekends. They had just become a drag ever since you had laid eyes on Kim Sehyoon.

The dark haired boy who had caught your attention was a dance major. Junhee and Byeongkwan had told you so, but even if they hadn’t you could have easily guessed. He seemed to have a huge preference for loose collared shirts and tank tops that showed of his lithe arms. He wasn’t buff, but he clearly was well trained, the type of body only dancers who poured all their time into their training had.  

You wouldn’t even have seen him in the first place if it weren’t for Junhee and Byeongkwan dragging him to parties and introducing him to you.

The memory sent a bitter taste in your mouth.

Even the first glance at him had rendered you utterly breathless (and Junhee had smirked as if he had known exactly how you would react to his friend).  You had managed to keep it together enough to introduce yourself normally, even though Junhee had been silently laughing at you from behind Sehyoons shoulder the whole time. Sehyoon had either ignored him or hadn’t noticed, but either way he had introduced himself so silently you had had trouble to catch his name.

He hadn’t said anything else and frankly you had struggled not making an idiot of yourself so instead Junhee and Byeongkwan had jumped at the opportunity to meddle.

“You probably haven’t seen Sehyoon around campus as much as us”, Junhee had explained, a mischievous grin playing at his lips. “Or not at all.” Byeongkwan added, although his expression foretold a little less trouble.

“It’s because he practically lives in the practice room. Wouldn’t even need a dorm. He’s way too devoted in his dancing, I mean look at his thighs, they give me issues.”

Unnecessarily, you actually followed his finger pointing at Sehyoon’s legs. It was dark at the party with only party lights giving any light, but not dark enough for you to not see just how good Sehyoon looked. You had always been weak for dancers, but he looked exceptionally good. There was no doubt as to how much time he spent on training, not when his thighs looked so well formed. Your thoughts immediately went to how it would feel to dig your nails into his skin. You couldn’t stop yourself from wondering whether he would still be so silent if you were on your knees for him, caressing those thighs while sucking him off.