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Bad Boy [Jaeyong]

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JUNG Jaehyun has always been a member of the popular group in school, known as the bad boy for all his dirty acts. Jaehyun never payed attention to anyone but himself, and didn't care about others. He was suppose to be strong in others eyes, no weaknesses. He was sure he'd never have any, but by the time senior year came around, turns out he did.

Lee Taeyong.

Taeyong was a boy who always would wear skirts to school, makeup, or anything that would see him as a feminine boy. Jaehyun had always thought it was weird, but ever since junior year he can't seem to get Taeyong off his mind. During those years, he decided to shut down his feelings by picking on the other. Taeyong of course, being the sassy one, never handled it lightly. He'd throw a big fit as if a child, and Jaehyun couldn't help but love it every time.

Maybe it was because Taeyong was the only one who wasn't scared of him, or maybe because he'd look so cute in those skirts. He never knew, maybe it was boy himself.

Either way, Jaehyun felt something towards the other, and wanted these feelings gone.

That is what he thinks he wants.

Taeyong was at his locker, applying the last of his lip gloss. Putting it away, he grabs one book out of his locker. Closing it, a familiar boy stands behind it that catches his eyes.

He furrows his eyebrows, and looks over to face the other who had a smug smirk on his lips.

"What do you want now Jung?" Taeyong asks sassily.

"Aw don't be like that, I don't want anything. Can't friends hang out?" Jaehyun asks slyly.

"We're not friends, not even close." Taeyong says, and tries to walk away but is stopped as another arm comes in front of him.

He was now caged to his locker by the one and only bad boy of the school, who got on his last nerves.

"Then what are we princess?" Jaehyun asks, looking down and up Taeyong.

Taeyong was wearing his black skirt today, with net leggings on. His shirt tucked in to the skirt, and he had some vans on. It was his ideal outfit.

Taeyong cursed under his breath, he'd have to do what he has to do. This time, he knew exactly what to do to get Jaehyun off him.

Taeyong put on a small smirk, and leaned in as he wraps his arms around the others neck. Leaning in he could hear the others breath mellow, and he got right up close to his ear.

"It depends Jung, if you keep looking at me like that we might as well become 'friends' with benefits." Taeyong whispers seductively. "Trust me, you know you want your hands rubbing up and down my body. Every single inch in your grasp, ready to be touched as I moan out your name. I know you can imagine it, because your doing it right now." Taeyong continues, slowly caressing Jaehyuns hair.

"Don't." Jaehyun says under his breath, and Taeyongs smirk becomes bigger.

He pulls away to see the dark look on Jaehyuns face, and his eyes narrow.