Dark Shades x Seonghwa FF

Chapter Twelve

It was hell trying to keep herself from making another mistake when Hajoon would approach her even after hiding during lunch. But he'd find her in the hallways or coming out of the girl's restroom. There was one occasion where Seonghwa was a short distance away, while she was trying to get Hajoon to stop bothering her.

Seonghwa balled his hands into tight fists that his nails dug into the skin, watching when Hajoon would try touching her or playing with her hair.

His impotency of being able to run over and beat him to a pulp, it really took all of his control and some extra for him not to go over to the motherfucker. Touching her like she's his. Yeah, he wishes...son of a bitch.

It was another hell having to be so near Hyosonn and not even be able to tease her in the classes they had together, keeping their relationship hidden from everyone. He had to grip the desk hard, so he doesn't run his hands through her hair in third period, having her just inches away and unable to do anything.

Lunch was frustrating and extremely boring because Hyosonn couldn't escape from where she is, not able to risk their spot being discovered.

Hyosonn was suffering with the yearning, her clit was throbbing and what a frustration of the incapacity of attacking Seonghwa so they can fuck like primitive animals.

She was trembling by the end of the last period and was angry that she had to wait some more for the damn Hajoon to get the fuck out of the school. Seonghwa would give her the signal with a message when the coast is clear.

She chatted with Munhee meanwhile, hiding at the rooftop.

"So, you're going to have to fuck before going to his place...because that sexual frustration is torture," she joked softly.

Hyosonn laughed, nodding with a sad face.

"You can literally tell that you are, your cheeks and eyes show it. Besides the trembling there."

"I am dying here."

"Take these clothes. I brought them just in case for you. If your mom asks, we were playing with the clothes we bought at the mall, even if its bullshit because this a year old. You'll look cute for the visit. Put on makeup after he tears you apart," Munhee advised, handing Hyosonn a cute red Volcom tee and a white mid-thigh skirt. She could pair it with the shoes she left in the car for just-in-case moments.

"You are the best. I now bring along body splash to disguise the smell of having fucked," Hyosonn murmured, smirking.

"No wonder he likes when you curse. It's weird when you do," Munhee laughed. "You have a brush in your makeup purse, and next time shove panties in there."

"Somebody would see them, girl."

"Not if you're good at hiding stuff," Munhee says, winking.

Hyosonn jolted and gasped when the phone startles her because of a call.

"He sure has you jumpy," Munhee snickered.

Her friend grins sheepishly and answers Seonghwa's call.

"The coast is clear, Innocent and Sexy. Subject Motherfucker has left in the wealthy people's vehicle. Please proceed to the escape vehicle of the Mustang. Over." He sounded like he was speaking through a walkie-talkie, with the language sort of used and muffled the way it sounds on the device.

Hyosonn giggled at his sudden silliness, taking a breath to answer.

"Roger that, Dark Shades. Will proceed to move towards the location established. Over."

Munhee muffled her laughter, seeing the game they played.

"Dark Shades? My code name is pretty interesting...back to the matter at hand now, message understood, and I want to fuck my sexy spy before proceeding to the base. Over."