Jackson-Chemistry (slight fluff)

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Another day at school. I enter my last class of the day, Chemistry. It was my favorite subject and I liked the class, if only my desk partner would be someone else, it could be the happiest hour of my day. But no, I had to be pair with the mighty Jackson Wang, a transfer student that came directly from Hong Kong last year and has been the school oficial's fuckboy. Ever since we got paired at the beginning of the year, he's been trying to get into my bed, I've been rejecting him every day. I admit, he's so hot it surprises me sometimes, and I could get wet just by looking at his lips, but I like to believe that I'm a different kind of girl.

I make my way towards my table in the back, Jackson already there. I take my seat quietly, not even glancing at him, though I know he looks amazing, as he does everyday.

I feel his gaze on me for a few seconds, before he opens his mouth:
"Not even a 'hi' today, huh?" He mumbles.
"Not in the mood, Jackson" I reply as I take my books out.
"I can get you in the mood, Y/N" he cheekily replies. I feel his warm hand in my thigh tingling, I knew today wasn't a good day to wear my favorite pink skirt.
"I said no"
"You're always saying no, I've been trying for a year already" he whines when the teacher enters the classroom. I simply take his hand off my thigh and focus on the class.

During the entire hour, Jackson keeps poking me with his pen, breathing on my ear constantly with the 'I can't see the board, it's best just to copy it from you' excuse. I know he's just teasing me. When the ring bells announcing the end of the day, I quickly grab my stuff and leave the classroom; I make my way to my house, impacient to lay in my bed watching Netflix, knowing my parents will not be home till tomorrow, too busy working.

As I'm walking, suddenly a hand grabs my arm, I turn around surprised and see Jackson panting a little.
"You walk so fast. Damn" he breathes.
"What are you doing?" I ask confused.
"I'm walking you home" he shrugs simply.
"Thanks, but I'm good by myself. Just go away Jackson" I can see dissapointment in his eyes as I let set myself free from his hold.

I continue walking and thank God that he stops following me. After I while, I get home and see him sitting on my porch steps. I growl in frustration.
"Jackson, seriously, go away." I say as I go up the few stairs and open the door. I get in quickly closing the door, but his foot stops me. Using all of his strength, he opens the door wide and shuts it behind him.

His gaze is strong but not scary as he makes his way towards me.
"Go away!" I scream taking steps back.
"Just listen to what I gotta say, Y/N."
"No, I have told you Jackson, I'm not having sex with you" He stops abruptly.
"What?"
"You heard me"
He chuckles and runs his hand through his dark short hair. "Oh my God, Y/N. I'm not trying to have sex with you." He keeps chuckling deeply.
"What?" I ask this time, completely taken aback.
"Baby, you thought this whole time that? No. No no no." He finally reaches me and cups my face in his big hands. "Y/N, I want to take you out on a date. I like you. Hell, I think I love you. I have since the very first day I saw you in chemistry class."
"You like me?" I repeat, not believing his words.
"Yes" he says with his eyes glowing.
"I-I...then, what about all of those girls you have hooked up with? They're no secret."
"I'm not smart, baby. I thought that would catch your attention, but when I noticed that it didn't and just drove you away from me, I stopped. I haven't hooked up with anyone in about 6 months. The simple thought of it makes me sick." He says, I study his eyes and see completely honesty in them.
"Are you serious?" I hesitate. No one can blame me, he has a certain fame.
"Yes, baby. Completely serious." He looks at my lips; he studies my face finally looking into my eyes, and reading his gaze, I nod. He smiles lightly and kisses me slowly and carefully, tasting, we both close our eyes. He pulls away after a few seconds, and we look into each other's eyes. The butterlies in my stomach are killing me, I didn't know I could feel this way.

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