✔ Think Before You Click!

Chapter 37

I paced back and forth in my room. I know he'll come later. Our phones are yet to be returned to us so we still don't have any form of communication. We have a working laptop yes, but any sns are blocked. They were serious about our punishment. I anxiously looked out my window and looked at my hands. I gulped. Can I touch him?

"Urrghh stupid unnies!" I groaned. We immediately left for a photoshoot earlier without meeting the guys and all the way they have given me tips on what to do. Lisa seems to be enjoying the lesson.

"It's fun to have knowledge on things like these but, experience is still the best teacher." Jisoo unnie patted her head like a good student. I grabbed the laptop to read the book and calm myself. I cried when the chaeyoung in the story forgot about yeol. I cried reading yeol's pov, how hurt he was. It broke me when he said it was better for her to break up with him than not having remember him at all.

"Omo!" I fell on my bed when I jolted up after feeling it dip.

"You ok?" He helped me up and saw me crying.

"Hey, what is it?" He pulled me to him, making me sit on his lap, as he sat at the edge of my bed

"I'm sorry. Did it hurt?" He looked confused so I looked down. He chuckled

"Damn right it did!" I bawled. He panicked and started rocking his lap, and rubbing my back.

"Shhh. It was ok, it was bearable. You know what hurts more?" I sniffed as he caressed my face and wiped my tears.

"What?" So I can avoid hurting him.

"Seeing you cry." I cried.

"Yah, I just told you it hurts to see you cry." He scolded

"I was touched. That was so sweet." He laughed and hugged me and rocked my body from side to side.

"Stop crying." He let go and pushed my hair out of my face. I nodded and wiped my tears.

"You look very beautiful with your red hair." He whispered.

"You look handsome in silver." He smirked.

"I know." I laughed and smacked his chest.

"What? Quit staring at me like that." I shied away from his stares.

"I love seeing you smile. I love hearing you laugh." I bit my tongue to stop myself from squealing then I remembered what I had to do to make it up to him.

I bit my lips and looked down to his pants and contemplated whether to use my hand or my mouth... I'm not ready to do either so maybe the less nerve-wracking one. But then I remember what jisoo unnie said.

"Handjobs are good, but no one does it better than themselves." She shrugged.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" He pulled my chin up and I looked at him squarely. My heart pounded with the image of him being pleased. I inhaled and stood up from his lap then kneeled in the floor facing him. I can do this.

"What are you doing? Why are you kneeling?" He tried to make me stand but I parted his legs and moved closer, making him freeze. I stared intently at his zipper.

"Stop." He said in low voice as he caught my shaking hands. I can't help it from shaking. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back up to his lap. I think this is my favorite chair.

"Look at me." He whispered and I did.

"You don't have to do anything against your will." I pouted

"It's not against my will." A smile formed his lips

"Your hands were shaking." I scoffed.

"I was nervous. It's my first time touching it with my hands." He chuckled.

"You don't have to." He held my hands and kissed the back of it.

"What if I want to?" He stilled.

"Can you handle me?" He guided my hands to his bulge and my eyes widened.

"Not yet. Roseanne park." He whispered on my ears making me shiver. He took back my hands and kissed my palms.

"Chipmunk, the time will come for that but don't force yourself. Did your members coaxed you into this?" He cocked a brow

"They told me it hurt so bad and something about blue balls. I searched about it and it says it hurts." I buried my face and nook of his neck.

"It does, but it's taken care of." I sat up straight and glared at him

"Did you let someone else do it for you thinking it's you being considerate of me cause I tell you it's not!" He laughed at my accusation.

"I did it myself." The image of him doing it made me blush.

"What were you thinking when you did it?" I asked. He grinned and leaned in to whisper.

"How you tasted" I moaned and he laughed.

"Is this your punishment?" He nodded.

"Should I tell you more, park chaeyoung?" I quickly shook my head no.

"What's that?" I made him shush and I held his hand as we walked towards my door and took a peek outside.

"Oh, chaeyoung's awake!" I shut my door and panicked.

"What?" I dragged him to my bed and made him hide under it.

"Shhh. Stay there." I quickly stood up straight as the door flung open.

"Yah! Why did you run back?" Junhoe lazily walked towards me and hugged me. I am so dead.

"Don't you miss me?" I faked a laugh and hugged him back

"We were together at camp, silly." He sat on my bed and laid down.

"We didn't get to spend much time there."

"Cause you're busy flirting around." I joked

"Why are you standing there?" He patted the space next to him.

"Oh nah, I'm lying too much my back is hurting." I chuckled nervously

"Hey pasta, don't hog your ex." Chanwoo popped and junhoe threw a pillow at him

"There was never an us!" I yelled defensively.

"Ouch, you wound me." Junhoe held a hand on his heart and I blushed guiltily.

"Don't be too serious, chaeyoung. I'm glad you're over us." He smiled and left. The door closed and someone cleared his throat. That someone is my boyfriend. Spare me!