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"Jaehyun, your ears are red."

I instantly snapped out of my daze the moment I heard Doyoung's small voice. I looked at him and saw that he had a worried expression on his face.

"O-Oh, they do that sometimes," I stuttered out. I tried to give him a convincing smile in order to distract him from my other very visible problem. He nodded and continued to blankly stare at the teacher. I sighed as I watched the clock slowly tick each second. I wanted to get out of here. If I didn't satisfy myself within the next few minutes, the pain in my lower region would become unbearable.

I quickly shot my hand up, and the teacher stopped talking in order to address my question.

"Yes, Jaehyun?"

"May I go to the restroom?" I asked in a calm voice. The teacher nodded, and I immediately got out of my seat. I took large strides across the hallway and finally arrived to the restroom. I walked into an empty stall and hastily locked the door.

"Holy shit," I breathed out. I undid my belt buckle and swiftly lowered down my pants. I really couldn't hold on any longer. I wrapped my warm hand around my stiff erection and began to stroke myself. Dirty images of Doyoung began to cloud my mind as I moved my hand up and down at a steady pace. I wondered what it would feel like if he were to wrap his delicate fingers around my cock. I wanted to feel the warmth of his skin engulf my entire body. I threw my head back and shut my eyes as I quickened my strokes. My breath hitched, and the air was beginning to get thick to the point where it was difficult to breathe. I imagined the pretty boy sitting on his knees while looking up at me with his big eyes. The image became more lewd as I pictured him wrapping his small, warm mouth around my length as he tried to swallow my entire length. My hips bucked up and my mouth let out a grunt as I felt myself coming closer towards my climax. Soon enough, the warm liquid spilled all over my hands, and I was left with a dizzy mind. My vision was blurry and filled with stars as my body became immersed in the intensely sensual feeling.

After a few seconds, I grabbed some toilet paper and began to quickly clean myself up. I opened the door, walked up to the sink, and washed my hands. I made sure to look at my reflection right before I left, and then I finally went back to class. Nobody seemed to have noticed that I had been gone for a while, and I inwardly sighed in relief as I sat down at my seat. Doyoung glanced up at me with a relieved expression the moment I had returned.

"I thought that you were sick, so I got worried," he said. I raised an eyebrow at his statement, and he began to anxiously play around with the pencil that he was holding. "Your face looked a little red, and you left so suddenly."

"You're really adorable," I stated. His eyes widened upon hearing my words, and I tried to suppress a laugh at his cute expression. His features made him resemble a small bunny, and I just wanted to wrap my arms around him.

He turned his attention to the pencil that he was holding and stayed silent. I brung my hand up and lightly patted his head. He instantly stopped fidgeting and sat stiffly in his seat. My hand made its way towards the back of his head, and it slowly slid down his back. I looked at Doyoung and watched him close his eyes as I kept touching him. His expression looked serene, and it made me want to run my hands all over his body but I knew that I couldn't do that. I reluctantly retracted my hand and tried to focus on whatever the teacher was talking about.

Although my eyes were focused on the board, I couldn't help but think about Doyoung. I wanted to see that look on his face again. I tried to dismiss my thoughts in order to prevent myself from getting hard again. My attention became concentrated on the textbook that was placed in front of me. Alright, I just have to focus on the problem and then I'll be fine. I brought my pencil up to the page and began to answer the question. Within a few minutes, I was already done with the front part of the page and I was getting ready to start with the back. I quickly glanced to the side and saw that Doyoung's paper was completely blank. I looked up at him and saw that he had a frustrated expression on his face.

"Do you need help?" I asked. He slowly nodded, and I leaned in closer towards him. I explained the process on how to answer the question, and once he seemed to understand it, I placed my hand on his shoulder and smiled at him.

"Thank you. You're really good at explaining things."

"You can always ask me for help whenever you need it," I replied. He gave me a quick smile and continued to work on the problem. After a few seconds, he let out a small sound of frustration as he placed his pencil down.

"I'm sorry, b-but can you pl-please explain this one?" he nervously asked while pointing to another problem. I looked at it and slowly explained the steps. He seemed to understand it, so I let him work on it. I stared at him and watched as his eyebrows furrowed every time he would try to answer a question. He was clearly not the smartest student out there, but it seemed as if all he needed was a little bit of help. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.

"Hey, do you want me to be your tutor? I could explain these problems to you more in depth," I told him. He thought about it for a few seconds, and I waited for him to respond.

"I don't want to be a burden."

"No, it's completely fine! I just wanted to help you since I can see that you're having a bit of trouble," I replied. He looked up at me with a thoughtful expression, and then he finally nodded in agreement.

"Okay. Thank you for giving me a chance," he stated. His eyes were glimmering with hope, and I felt my chest tighten the longer I stared at him. I couldn't help but to smile brightly back at him.

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A/N: I wrote his while listening to Red Flavor 🤠