Friends with benefits – such an overused term. Fuckbuddies, booty call, slam buddy (yes, that's real), no matter what you call it, it's still the same. And to be honest, I only ever knew it out of movies.
Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not some plain jane who's never touched a boy in her life - but there'd only been the occasional boyfriend here and there. So for everything to happen like this is weird as hell. I mean, I never would've expected to find myself in such a situation, that's all.
By the way, my name is Choi Aecha, and yes, when you say that out loud it sounds like you're sneezing. Very funny, never heard it before. Moving on – I'm seventeen years old, typical high school student, 160cm tall, brown eyes and hair, you get the picture. People occasionally tell me I'm pretty but it's rather out of kindness than out of awe for my bEaUtY.
Anyway, as I said, I've had some boyfriends but none of them are still in the picture – which has been the case for almost ten months now. It shouldn't embarrass me to say so... but I DO feel a bit sexually frustrated, ya know? Especially when my friends tell me about their hook-ups' skills in bed – I get jealous.
So why the whole talk about being banana buddies (also a real term) you ask? Maybe I should start from the very beginning, the evening that HE came up with the idea.
It was a lame """party""" of our friend circle. About fifteen or so of us just hanging out at Yuta's house, drinking and lamenting about irrelevant problems. See, I've always gotten along with boys more than with girls. Maybe it's because I feel intimidated by them and not really all that "ladylike". Most of the time I feel like I'm only being judged. So, instead of trying to get involved in conversations, I simply sat on the couch next to Jaehyun, almost falling asleep at the others' stories.
I mentally slapped myself and got up to use the bathroom. What I didn't know was that a certain someone followed me, or rather had been eyeing me for the past few hours.
The hallway to the bathroom was narrow and only one of the two lamps worked, making for a slightly scary atmosphere. I shuddered, feeling uneasy. Out of that inexplicable hunch, I turned around and almost got a heart attack.
Lee Taeyong. A friend's friend. We'd talked a couple times but he somehow intimidated me, despite his friendly behaviour. Maybe it was his looks – in my mind I labelled it as scarily handsome. That's why I kept on staring at him like an idiot, with his silver dyed hair he reminded me of some kind of supernatural being. And just like in the movies, he was dangerous but HOT. Geez, I sure was desperate.
After a split second, I shook off my thirsty thoughts. As I opened my mouth to apologize for bumping into him, I noticed it – His eyes. Or rather where they looked at, his gaze was roaming all over my body, before finally coming to a halt at my face. We stared at each other, weirdly hypnotised. His cologne reached my nose and it didn't help at all, this guy even smelled like pure sex. How had I never noticed him before? To me, Taeyong had been that kind of dorky kid personality-wise but that goofy smile of him was nowhere to be seen right now. He cleared his throat and licked his lips (I died a bit on the inside at that action) before moving even closer to me and nonchalantly saying
"Let's fuck"
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