Drabble Collection #2

Kim Jongin || EXO, SuperM, Solo || College!AU [M]

The stars shine above you, twinkling brightly as the messy sounds of two college kids making out fill the night air. A soft groan passes through his nose as you gently bite on the lower cushion and his grip on your waist tightens; you know every little thing that turns him on, from the gentle nipping to the way you whisper sweet, dirty things in his ear, you have him turn to putty in your hands so easily.

He adjusts his position, the small space of the car making it difficult for him to move around in and grunts when he realises just how confined the car is - even with the seats all down. You don't care though, focused on the way his lips feel against yours and keeping his body as close as possible as you tangle your fingers into his hair and kiss those lips that have tortured you during every single study session.

Jongin has been slacking in his economics class and his dance teacher informed him that if he couldn't keep up his grades to a passing point in all classes then he wouldn't be able to participate in the final showcase at the end of the year. You were dragged in by your brother - Jongin's best friend - and at first, there was nothing between the two of you until recently.

He had passed his midterms and he knew it was all thanks to you, so he offered to take you out for dinner - as a way of thanks. All those hours you poured in to explaining things in terms that he could understand, all those hours you spent making practice tests and flash cards for him to use, and all that time spent dragging him from the practice room to study because he could get lost in his choreography for hours. He wanted to repay you for it all but he didn't realise that such a small act would create such intense feelings.

You looked so beautiful when you arrived to the venue, he had always known you were really pretty but there was something about how you looked when walking into the restaurant, cheeks tinged slightly pink seemed to make his heart race when he saw you. "Take off your shirt," you mumble against his lips, fingers tugging at the mauve dress shirt he wears. "Please."

It's an awkward movement but Jongin manages to pull the shirt over his head with your help and you marvel at the glimpse of his body that you are given in such a small space. "Next time," he captures your lips once more, gaining confidence in exploring the skin under your dress, "we are doing this right."

"You're saying this is wrong?" You tease, kissing his neck before nipping his earlobe. He freezes for a moment, not realising immediately that you're joking before you giggle, pulling away to look at him. "I'm teasing, Jongin, calm down." You kiss him again before looking around you. "Though, next time, I'd like a bed rather than the uncomfortable backseat of your car."

He nods, agreeing because he's restricted in his movements here. "We could- we could pause until we get back to my place..." You can't help but giggle at how shy he seems. Jongin, the golden boy of the dance department, worried that you wouldn't want to sleep with him if you stopped now.

"Well then," you wink before running your fingers through his hair, "what are we waiting for?"