The Demon Next Door

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Jongin walked Kyungsoo to his student council meeting after school. Even though that would make him late for basketball, he didn't give a shit.

Once again, he watched the way Kyungsoo walked. The movement was fucking intoxicating, and he made a mental note to film Kyungsoo walking one day. Jongin was pretty sure he could jack off to it.

Kyungsoo stopped when they passed by the gym, thinking Jongin would go in. The younger only blew a bubble with his gum before continuing on his way towards the room Kyungsoo had taken him to on Saturday.

Kyungsoo rushed after him, wiry arms struggling to hold onto his long lost backpack while his back carried his new one. Breathing hard, he fell into step beside Jongin again.

"If that's heavy, I'll carry it," Jongin offered, holding his arms open for Kyungsoo's original backpack.

Kyungsoo hesitated before handing it over. He was able to straighten out his back from the loss of weight, and he quickened his pace, walking in front of Jongin.

The younger man smirked. That was exactly the reason why he wanted the backpack. His eyes were glued again to Kyungsoo's sweet little ass. Swish, swish. Side to side.

"Do you want to take the elevator?" Kyungsoo asked, pointing towards it.

"No, no. Let's take the stairs." Jongin motioned towards them with his free hand.

He let Kyungsoo start walking up them first, then went after him. Jongin licked his lips so many times that he was afraid he'd over moisturized them with his spit.

Kyungsoo walked up the stairs slower than usual, the depression of his failing relationship with Chanyeol obviously weighing him down more than his backpack. It angered Jongin to know that Kyungsoo's bastard friend was going to be his basketball captain.

As they made their way up the flights of stairs, Jongin thought about how Kyungsoo had gobbled down the bottle of whiskey Yifan had given him. Jongin had told him to place it into the backpack on purpose to see how Kyungsoo would react.

He honestly didn't expect the school president to open it up and drink it down. The whole 'being drunk on beer' fiasco should have been some sort of lesson to someone as smart as Kyungsoo.

It seemed, however, that Kyungsoo was deliberately trying to get himself drunk and stoned on smoking tobacco. It made Jongin wonder if it was because of Chanyeol, or something else.

Whatever the reason, Jongin saw it as a way to get into Kyungsoo's pants. The older was attractive as fuck, and he wouldn't mind fixing Kyungsoo's problems with some sexual healing.

But not yet. Not today or even tomorrow. Jongin had to make sure that Kyungsoo wouldn't resist his advances when he made them. He had a plan for that.

That plan would have to wait just like he would have to, though. Kyungsoo was fragile right now, and he didn't want to break whatever bond of trust he had with the school president.

So at the moment, he opted for studying the anatomy that was Do Kyungsoo. And his bottom.

"Egghead," Jongin suddenly said when they were approaching their floor, "have you ever considered wearing skinny jeans?"

Kyungsoo turned back. "No. Why?"

"Just asking. I think you'd look good in them."

Kyungsoo pondered with the thought for a moment before continuing on his way up the stairs. Jongin reached out to touch him, but pulled back just in time when Kyungsoo turned back again to look at him.

When they walked into the hallway, Kyungsoo slowed down to fall into step beside Jongin. Once or twice, the younger purpously stepped onto Kyungsoo's foot.