i like you? || binwoo

part four

  I raise an eyebrow. "Oh really?" I whisper. Quickly twisting his arm and pinning him backwards to the wall, I smirked triumphantly. "Like that?"

  He chuckled lowly. "Yeah, I like that a lot.." I see him smirk mysteriously.  All of a sudden, he twisted his wrist and slid out of my grasp, pinning me to the wall. "..but that doesn't mean I'm not turned on still."

  My cheeks flushed a deep red as I tried my best not to take a peek below at his..you know what. Eunwoo laughed and released me from his grip, returning back to the bed. I followed him, my cheeks still fifty shades of red.

  Eunwoo turned back around, a pencil in his mouth and a pair of glasses delicately placed on his defined nose. "Sexy," I mutter under my breath. "What was that?" Eunwoo asked. "N-nothing." I stammer.

  "So I heard you're struggling in geometry?" he said, flipping through the textbook. "Well, uhm, yes?.." I answer. He set his pencil down and tilted his head to look at me. "Alright then. Try doing this problem." I furrow my eyebrows as I look at him.

  "By myself?!" I exclaim. Eunwoo raised an eyebrow. "..unless you want me to help, I'm not complaining-"
"...yeah no, I'd rather do it myself." I interrupt mid-sentence.

  Eunwoo stretched out his legs and stared at me. "Well then, what are you waiting for? Start writing."

 
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  The next two hours were a mess, with me stammering all over the place and turning a bright red whenever Eunwoo even slightly touched me or rubbed me on accident. I breathed a sigh of relief when he left.  At least I wouldn't see his sorry face until tomorrow.

  ..Guess I was wrong. As soon as the door shut, I felt my phone in my pocket vibrate a little. I glance down at it, and it's a text message from an unknown number. You're invited to my party, It reads. At the bottom it's Cha Eunwoo's signature with his face on a balloon.

  I roll my eyes and delete the message. What kind of person did he think i am, showing up at a pervert's party? No way.

  My phone buzzes again and I grit my teeth. What the hell, do you want, Cha Eunwoo? I read it, and it said: Be there at my house, tonight at 11pm, or else I'm going to wash down all your textbooks at the lake. My eyes widen as I read more, perplexed. You wouldn't like that, would you? Now be a good boy and follow my instructions. At the bottom, in bold letters was his address.

  I grip my phone tightly in my hands. So he was this kind of person? Using blackmail to manipulate people?