bed buddies

eight

taehyung's pov:

"it's one of the most prestigious and top colleges in daegu. he hasn't even sent his exam results yet and they're eager to accept him." my mother boasts as my gaze falls down to my legs. it's so embarrassing when she gets like this.

"i'm impressed." mrs oh states with a friendly smile. "the cake looks lovely, chaewon." mrs oh says changing the topic immediately. i cut the slices and place it on each plate.

sehun begins to fiddle with my ear playfully as he furrows his eyebrows. "how long has it been?" he whispers again.

"we're not dating." i reply in a quiet whisper as sehun rolls his eyes. "i saw the texts about him wanting you to suck him off." sehun tells me as i gasp inwardly.

embarrassed, i focus my gaze somewhere else in desperate need for him to shut up. "if you're not dating, then what's going on?" sehun whispers.

i fiddle with my fingers as i look down, drenched in embarrassment and shame. "oh my god, are you guys fuck buddies or something?" sehun asks, shocked as i cover my ears. "shut up!" i murmur as mrs oh and my mother quickly divert their attention back to the two of us.

"kim taehyung!" my mother begins severely. "some manners, taehyung. please." my mother says evidently embarrassed. i apologise quickly whilst mrs oh and my mom go back to their dull conversation about whatever.

"who else knows about this?" sehun asks as i shrug my shoulders. "nobody's supposed to know, sehun. it's only you who knows." i mumble.

"really?"

i nod softly as i fiddle with my half of the cake. "please don't tell anyone." i plead as sehun shoots me a mischievous grin.

"okay." he replies simply as i furrow my eyebrows. "go on then." i say as he shoots me a confused look. "there's bound to be some type of favour from my end if you're keeping the secret." i explain as sehun smirks.

"bingo." he smiles as i sigh inwardly. "but you'll find out my favour soon enough."

i exhale deeply as mrs oh cuts in just in the nick of time before i was going to lose my shit right there and then. "taehyung, tell me about yourself."

"there's not much to know." i answer placidly. mrs oh smiles sweetly as i feel my mother glaring at me, i sigh and begin to speak again.

"well, i really like photography but art is also one of my—" i suddenly stop and gasp softly. mrs oh and my mother tilt their heads in confusion as i stare down at my lap.

sehun's fucking hand was on my inner thigh.

"sorry, i uh thought there was a fly on my cake." i murmur as i clear my throat. "anyways, photography and art is nice. that's all." i conclude as i place my hand on sehun's hand that was currently situated on my inner thigh.

i feel his grip tighten as i shoot him a glare and pinch his hand which makes him yelp in pain.

"what's going on there?" mrs oh asks as sehun shoots her a confused look. "nothing, mom. i also thought there was uh a fly on my cake."

mrs oh furrows her eyebrows as she continues asking questions. "well, what do you want to do after college?"

"um, anything involving animals and photography." i answer as she nods approvingly.

i feel sehun's hands on my thigh again making me roll my eyes and grab his wrist to monitor his touches. "animals are so fun to work with." mrs oh tells me as i nod.

"if you let me do this, i won't tell anyone about you and jeongguk." sehun whispers, audible for the two of us to hear. he didn't move his lips in case it'd seem like he was talking.