Pretty (Yeongyu)

7

(DID NO ONE UNDERSTAND MY 20CM REFERENCE UGHHH. It wasn't subtle and I am disappointed. 😩)

'Yeonjun hyung~' Despite being dragged roughly, Beomgyu doesn't flinch. He tilts his head up to meet the taller boy's intimate stare.

At this distance, Yeonjun could see almost everything. His gaze travelled from Beomgyu's shirt which barely covered anything, to his prominent collarbones, then his delicate jaw which Yeonjun could almost hold entirely in his hand, his soft lips which seemed almost eager for Yeonjun to latch onto.

As his eyes met with Beomgyu's once more, he could feel the boy leaning in. An evident glint of triumph in his otherwise tender and sweet eyes. The boy's face tilts as his lips were about to meet Yeonjun's.

However, Yeonjun would not fall for his tricks again, he knew very well what Beomgyu was doing.

In a swift movement, Yeonjun turns Beomgyu around and slams him onto the desk, his books pushed onto the floor. Before the boy could act, Yeonjun was already holding him face down with a hand on the nape of his neck, Yeonjun smirks as the boy gasps and tries to get up.

'Listen kid, I can tell what you're trying to do.' Yeonjun lowers his voice in a way which sent tingles down Beomgyu's spine. He grew stiff as Yeonjun leaned forwards, hot breath against the boy's neck.

That was when Beomgyu realised, he fucked up. All he wanted to do was to provoke a comedic response from the older boy. Now he was stuck in a situation where he was powerless and completely vulnerable to Yeonjun.

He didn't like to be out of control out all.

'Y-Yeonjun hyung, we have to get to school righ- ahhh!'

Beomgyu's face grew warm as he felt a kiss on his neck, he tries to turn around in an attempt to escape Yeonjun's grasp, but realises that his strength was no where near enough for Yeonjun to even budge. A sense of urgency arises in Beomgyu as he could feel something evidently hard against his thigh.

His struggling encouraged Yeonjun even more, creating more friction with his arousal as the boy pushed back, making him grunt against the skin of Beomgyu's neck which he had left noticeable marks on already.

How does he smell so nice? Yeonjun thinks, before travelling his hands down along the boy's waist sensually, eliciting light moans whilst Beomgyu's drops his waist in an attempt to avoid the torturous feeling.

By doing that, he had also unknowingly stuck out his ass in a rather suggestive way.

Yeonjun raises an eyebrow.

'You're so skinny everywhere else, but not here.' Yeonjun says as he eyes the plumpness, then decides to try it hands on, quite literally.

His eyebrows seemed to rise even more out of amusement as Beomgyu moans when Yeonjun gave his ass a playful squeeze. The boy turns around, looking at Yeonjun with pleading eyes. All watery and innocent.

'Hyung, please stop it. QAQ'

The boy was almost on the verge of tears as he speaks with a submissively soft voice.

And it stirs something inside Yeonjun, a feeling he couldn't describe but it was sure as hell powerful because it made Yeonjun want to let go off and coo at him apologetically.

So that's what he did.

A second later, Beomgyu would then have a complete change in face and chuckle at Yeonjun, who was fooled yet again.

....

'Hello, my name is Choi Beomgyu and I'm the new transfer student! I came from London and is now staying at Yeonjun hyung's house.' Beomgyu spoke confidently on the podium in his surprisingly fluent Korean, bowing in a way which made Yeonjun's angry, middle-aged, apathetic and probably going through menopause teacher suck in air and exclaim in heart-throbbed-ness.

With his signature smile and cute mannerism, it was inevitable that Beomgyu would get along well with Yeonjun's classmates. But it was not all due to looks.

...

'Ahh! Look at his dimples oh my god Beomgyu-ah you're so cute let noona squish your cheeks'

'My cuteness is nothing compared to your gorgeousness Noona!'

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'Beomgyu-ah, come take a photo with Noona!'

'I'll feel like I'm at an art gallery because I would be taking a picture with a beautiful painting that is Noona!'

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'Yah, Bae Jihyeo I'm sitting next to Beomgyu today! Fuck off will you?!'

'Nah, Beomgyu wants to sit next to me, right.'

'You two both get lost, I'm sitting with him today!'

*incoherentfighting*

...

The presence of Beomgyu has sparked more discussion than Yeonjun initially thought. Despite only being an exchange student who stayed temporarily, he had already beaten Yeonjun to the number one spot of "Hanlim's best bois".

Whatever, it's not like Yeonjun cared anyways, it was a stupid ranking with a stupid name.

Yeonjun says whilst resting in his pile of salt.

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(Y'all I'm not liking the book cover anymore hnnnggg ,,,

Maybe it's time for a change ;)

Would it be okay if I asked someone to design a cover for this book for me for free 0.0.

Just a thought dm me if you're willing to help ur ol artistically declined boi Aidan)