Monsta

ELEVEN

Breakfast is set and I begin my daily rounds. Shownu is of course already up, he gives me a hug and a kiss before I move on to Wonho.

I'm not sure why I'm annoyed with him but I am. That girl really rubbed me the wrong way yesterday. I charge into his room and turn the light on.

Me: Get up.

He sits up on his bed and blinks.

Wonho: What?

I go to walk away but he catches my arm. He pulls me on top of him and I groan.

Me: Get off of me I have to wake up the others.
Wonho: Okay but what's with the attitude?
Me: Just let me go.

I try to pull away from him but he's much stronger than me.

Wonho: Did I do something wrong?

I look at his confused face and internally sigh, he's so adorable.

Technically no, you didn't do anything wrong Wonho.

Technically? The answer is no, you're just jealous.

I shake my head.

Wonho: Then what's the matter?
Me: Nothing, just forget it.
Wonho: You're being really bratty.
Me: Then leave me alo..-

The next thing I know I'm thrown over his lap. His hand massages my ass for about two minutes before he spanks me, hard.

Me: Wonho!
Wonho: He's not here right now.

What?

Another smack comes down and I moan. My eyes widen, that's never happened before. A moan? Because of pain? What the hell is happening to me? His hand dips into my pajama shorts and begins to rub me.

He tsks.

Wonho: Such a bad girl, getting wet over discipline.

He rubs faster and harder. I'm basically riding his hand at this point and I don't even care. I feel the familiar knot in my stomach and before I can release he stops.

Wonho: Bad girls don't get to cum.

He tosses me off his lap and walks out the room.

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I've been pissed off all day.

The sexual frustration Wonho left me with this morning makes me want to snap. My leg bounces up and down impatiently as I watch the boys practice their choreography.

The door to the practice room opens and a few people walk in, I roll my eyes once I see the girl who assisted Wonho yesterday.

The boys paused their dancing to welcome them. The girl immediately goes over to Wonho and starts talking. I eye the duo while taking a sip of water.

He laughs a goofy laugh at something she said.

I guarantee it isn't that damn funny.

She pushes a lock of hair behind her ear while she stares at him.

"You okay?"

I jump as Minhyuk takes a seat next to me.

Me: How are you?
Minhyuk: A little tired but excited to go to Japan tomorrow. Are you?

I nod absentmindedly, still staring at the shit show in front of me.

Me: Who is that?
Minhyuk: She's part of the styling team.
Me: She deals with dressing you guys for tours and shows right?
Minhyuk: Yes.
Me: Then why is she here now? You don't need a wardrobe change on the middle of dance practice.

He chuckles.

Minhyuk: She's good friends with Wonho.

I choose not to give anymore of my energy to the situation.

Me: I'm going to run down to the vending machine, do you want anything?
Minhyuk: No thanks.

That practice room felt suffocating.

I will admit I do have a track record of being the jealous type, I'm not a sharing person.

What's mine is mines.

A groan leaves my lips as the stupid vending machine takes my dollar. I kick it once before smacking it.

"Need help?"

The tall boy stands there with a friendly smile on his face. He jabs the machine a few times with his elbow and the bag of chips falls out almost immediately.

Him: This machine is always janky, you have to hit it in a certain area for it to work.

My eyes scan his beautiful face before landing on his plump lips. He waves a hand in front of my face snapping me out of my trance.

Me: T-thank you.
Him: No problem, my name is Lee.
Me: I'm Santana.
Lee: Nice to meet you.

I shake his hand longer than necessary. He chuckles and I force myself to let go of his hand.

Lee: I have to head to the recording studio so I'll see you later.
Me: Recording studio?
Lee: Ah, yes. My group will be debuting soon. I hope you'll be cheering us on.

I nod. He gives me one last smile before walking away.

My cheeks are hot.

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