bad boy and the nerd| seongjoong

one

seonghwa bites his bottom lip hard as the younger boy slams in and out of him. they are currently in the boys' restroom, in fifth period, and are trying so hard to keep quiet, since there is a classroom next to them.

"hongjoong," seonghwa whines, scratching the male's back with his nails, as he rakes them all over hongjoong's back, feeling heat pool in the pit of his stomach.

"cum for me, baby boy," hongjoong says in a raspy voice, not stopping his thrusting.

seonghwa does, but after he pulls in hongjoong for a kiss. their tongues intertwine with each other, and seonghwa's load reaches up to his lower abdomen, moaning into hongjoong's mouth as he cums.

they flirt- well, not really flirt, but annoy each other all day. after hongjoong tried to make seonghwa jealous by pulling kim yong-sun onto his lap, and making out with her, seonghwa acted as if it was a dare from his friends and sat down on hongjoong's lap. he grinded his ass on hongjoong's crotch, and let out a small smirk as he felt hongjoong's erection start to grow.

they had enough patience to last them until fifth period, and when seonghwa asked to go to the bathroom, hongjoong followed soon after. once they were in the bathroom, hongjoong slammed seonghwa against the wall and pressed their lips together in a heated kiss. and that's how they are currently in this situation.

they act like the bad boy and the nerd of their high school, hongjoong doing the bullying, whilst seonghwa snarkily shoots back with just as rude comments. they do hate each other, but they fuck, so...

after what seems forever, hongjoong finally cums into the condom, and seonghwa lets out a sigh of relief, making hongjoong bite down on his collarbone harshly.

"hey," seonghwa protests as he glares at the silver-haired male.

hongjoong smirks, and pulls out of seonghwa, making the brown-haired male strangely miss the warmth. seonghwa's legs give out underneath him, and he falls to the floor, panting.

"get up, park," hongjoong says as he pulls on his clothes.

"easy for you to say," seonghwa grumbles, starting to stand on wobbly knees. "you weren't the one with a cock up their ass a few seconds ago."

"you liked it, princess," hongjoong says, which is true.

"no, i didn't."

hongjoong raises an eyebrow. "then why were you chanting my name over and over again, and biting down on your lip to hold back your moans?"

seonghwa opens his mouth to say something back, but doesn't say anything. he closes his mouth. "shut up, kim."

"make me, park."

seonghwa lets out a small giggle, and he pulls his oversized sweatshirt over his head, the sleeves giving him sweater paws. hongjoong internally coos at how cute he looks. "so are we meeting today after school?"

"can't get enough of me?" hongjoong smirks as he watches seonghwa pull his black ripped jeans up his delicious-looking legs, and over his thighs that are marked with hongjoong's marks.

seonghwa rolls his eyes. "you wish."

hongjoong chuckles. "but no, we can't. i'm having yong-sun over."

seonghwa ignores the pain that goes through his chest at hongjoong's reply. instead, he just nods.

"okay then, cheater," he jokes as he finishes changing.

"shut up," hongjoong says jokingly, checking his reflection in the mirror.

seonghwa would do the same, but he honestly doesn't care. he knows he has sex hair since hongjoong had ruffled it up as seonghwa gave him a blow job, and has a few hickeys visible on his neck. if his teachers or parents ask, he can just say they are mosquito bites.

"do you think mrs. jeon's mad with us?" he asks as he and hongjoong finally walk out of the bathroom.

"probably not," he chuckles. "we've gone to the bathroom, and laster longer. she should be used to this by now."

seonghwa nods in agreement, and they continue to walk back to class. as hongjoong said, the teacher doesn't really care, and they walk back to their seats. seonghwa's best friend, yunho, sends him a confused look, but seonghwa ignores it, sitting down next to him.

--

"why were you gone so long, hyung?" yunho asks as he and seonghwa walk out of their fifth-period classroom.

"because i had to do my business," he replies casually, saying the same lie he says every day to his best friend.

"then why did you come back with hongjoong?" he gasps as he looks at seonghwa's neck. "are those hickeys?!"

"why don't you say that louder?" he whispers. "i don't think the boy in the back heard you."

"park seonghwa," yunho warns.

"yah, that's hyung to you."

"did you have sex with hongjoong?"

seonghwa gives the blue-haired male next to him a bored look. "why would i fuck my worst enemy?"

"you called, park?" says a familiar voice smugly, their fingers lightly touching seonghwa's waist and lower back as they walk in front of him.

"go away, kim," he sighs.

"nah." hongjoong shakes his head. he lazily wraps his arm around seonghwa's shoulder, his breath tingling seonghwa's ear. he watches as goosebumps appear on seonghwa's nape, and he smirks.

"get your hand off me," seonghwa scowls as he shrugs hongjoong's arm off.

"feisty," he says smugly, pulling away. he sends a wink at the other two. "see you later, princess."

"you're telling me you didn't sleep with him?" yunho says, pointing in the direction hongjoong went in. "you guys went to the bathroom at the same time, came back at the same time, he has sex hair as you do, and you have hickeys. oh, and he just called you princess."

"just a name he likes to call me to annoy me." seonghwa shrugs. "so what? stop worrying about my sex life, and worry about yours instead, yunho. i heard song mingi is gay."

"hyung, stop changing-"

"got to get to class," seonghwa interrupts as he quickly dashes away.

--

once school ends, yunho, like always, is waiting for seonghwa by the gates. seonghwa is glad he can finally go home since he is tired of ignoring people that are making fun of him. he doesn't let their words get to him, but it gets tiring to do so after so many.

seonghwa smiles as he and yunho make eye contact, but he lets out a small yelp when a hand smacks his ass.

"see you later, park," hongjoong says smugly, winking at him over his shoulder, as he walks away.

seonghwa rolls his eyes, but he would be lying if he said his cheeks aren't red. he continues walking toward yunho, and they start their way toward the younger's car.