“Aww come on Y/N, let me see. I promise I won’t tell.”

“For the tenth time Minseok, no. You can wait and be just as surprised as everyone else.” He’d spent the better part of the last half hour trying to convince you to show him but you weren’t budging on the topic.

“Except Sehun & Yixing…” You heard his mumbled comment and walked straight back over to the bed.

You looked down at Minseok, sprawled out in your bed. He was pouting up at you. “They helped me pick it out but they haven’t seen me wear it yet so don’t you get all huffy with me Mr.”

He raised an eyebrow as he formulated a new approach. Why he so desperately wanted to see you in this cheerleader outfit before everyone else was beyond you. “You mean no one has seen you in it?” You nodded. “Well then all the more reason to show me first. What if it doesn’t fit properly or doesn’t look right. Surely you’d want someone’s opinion before you unveil it. Baekhyun is sensitive, what if it’s too much for him?”

You scoffed. “Then it serves him right for giving me this punishment. Now quit it, you’ve gotta go record in just over an hour and I thought you came down here for some stress relief but you are running out of time.”  He pulled you down onto the bed with him, not wanting to waste any more time.

“Fine, but after he’s seen you in it please wear it for me, I’ll make you forget the embarrassment of his punishment. I promise.” He all but purred those last two words into your ear and it sent shivers down your body.

You were actually nervous about the lesson with Yixing. He’d been such a good friend to you since you’d moved in and you didn’t want to make it weird by making advances at him unless you worked out that he had any interest in you that way.  You’d tried to subtly find out by checking which members you could flirt with without them taking it to heart. Minseok had assured you that everyone had objectified you at some point. He followed up by assuring you that they all also loved you as a person but that it was difficult to ignore how y they found you. You scoffed at that remark but he proceeded to tell you in detail some of the things they apparently wished they could do with you. You let him get 4 or 5 of those wishes out before you threw a pillow at him to shut him up.

You arrived at the SM building a bit after 5pm as Yixing had requested. Your nerves were on edge as you entered the building knowing that the lesson you were about to give was not one that should be done under this roof. Maybe I can convince him to go somewhere else for this lesson…like outside of this damned building. Your thoughts were all over the place as you tried to work out how to do this lesson without anyone catching you and how you would carry out the reward or punishment. There was no way that part could happen under this roof, of that you were certain. You made your way towards the dance studio where the guys were rehearsing and slipped in to catch the last run through of their choreography. The others were heading to recording afterwards but Yixing was to remain. He’d booked the dance studio for a further 2 hours for your lesson.

It was easy to forget that the lovable group of boys you lived below were seasoned stage performers but watching them perform their choreo had you floored. It was intricate and fun. You wouldn’t tell them but they looked damn good doing those moves. The fact that the song was excellent only added to your enjoyment. One of their managers came and sat next to you, smiling after he noticed the look on your face. “They are completely different when they are focused and performing aren’t they?” You nodded, not wanting to speak. “They were supposed to finish up after running through Lucky One but they messed around at the start of practice today so they have to do a quick run through of White Noise & Artificial Love before they can leave. It should only take 10 more minutes then you can get to your tutoring.” He stood and moved back towards the other staff, who were observing the routines.

You focused on each member for a few moments at a time. The last thing you wanted was for them to have noticed you come in and only focus on one or two of them. You’d never hear the end of that whining. What you weren’t prepared for was all of the body rolls in White Noise. Jongin noticed you staring and winked at you, bringing your focus back to the others. You wondered how many times they had to practice the routines before they were able to do them this well because they were a perfectly synchronised unit while you were watching. There was one more routine to go. Minseok spotted you and a knowing smirk spread across his face.

Your plan of not looking at him during that dance failed you when you realised there was no member you could safely watch. The routine was pure sin and you completely understood the smirk Minseok had given you. He threw a little extra into those ing body rolls to remind you of that morning. You averted your gaze to prevent the blush that was threatening to form on your cheeks.  The dance finally ended and you let out a breath you hadn’t realised you were holding in. Jongin ran over to greet you, causing the rest of the guys to realise you had been present during their practice.

Everyone had a small chat with you before they were ushered out to shower then head to vocal recording. You had told Yixing to go shower as well so that you could set the room up for your lesson. He simply nodded and left the room.

He looked confused when he returned. He kept rubbing the back of his neck nervously while he picked the words he wanted to use. “Uh, why did Chanyeol keep grinning at me in the shower? And why did Baekhyun make me promise to tell him what happened in this lesson? So weird.”

You sighed and chuckled to yourself. Of course those two would almost ruin everything for you. “Chanyeol enjoyed his lesson, so maybe he is just enthusiastic about yours. Who knows with him. As for Baekhyun, he is trying to get around my rules so unfortunately you will have to break that promise and not tell him anything.” You looked at his face as your words registered ant just as he was about to respond you kept speaking. “I tailor each lesson specifically for you so what happens here won’t be what happens for him. He is just impatient, if he really wanted to know he could just request a lesson but he’s being stubborn. Now are you listening to your teacher or your overly curious younger?”

The reply came almost instantaneously. “Teacher noona, of course.” You smiled and gestured for him to come and sit in the middle of the room with you. He sat directly across from you, staring intently, the picture perfect student. So far he was playing the part perfectly, you just had to see if you could keep your cool once the lesson started.

“So for your lesson I decided to use your dancing and composing skills in order to help you memorise your English responses. So what we are going to do is dissect your speech and responses into parts and assign them to dance moves and sections of music. Then we will repeat it until it is second nature for you to associate the piece of music I chose and the moves to the speech and responses. Ready?” You waited while he processed everything you’d said, his brows furrowing as he mulled it over in his brain. He finally locked eyes with you and nodded.

You handed him a laptop and asked him to select a piece of music on it. His eyes widened when he realised that it was a mixture of his own compositions and random existing songs. He went through each song a few times until he narrowed it down to one of his compositions, stating that he wasn’t fond of it so it didn’t run the risk of ever being used in a song. Next you got him to come up with 6 dance moves to associate with his speech. You sat on the floor and watched as he moved toward the mirror.

His posture completely changed and you watched before your eyes as he switched from his normal self into his stage self. This was Lay. The aloofness vanished and it was replaced with a level of confidence you had never seen from him before today. You watched as he repeated each move, his cheeky glances, lip bites and smirks disarming you. The cute smiles that caused his eyes to turn into half moons and the dimples were gone, what stood before you was a completely different person. You had to stop yourself from just staring at the way his body moved to the music.

You stood and stopped the music. Lay turned to face you, his head tilting as he tried to work out why you’d stopped the music. “This time after you do each move I want you to recite the line.”

“Yes teacher.”  His eyes bored into yours and he held your gaze. You felt your face start to heat up.

You started the music again and watched as Lay rolled his shoulders and got ready. He completed the first move and spoke. “Hello, I’m EXO’s Lay.” He spared you a quick glance as he moved into the second move before he spoke again. “I’m so happy to be here with all of you. Are you having fun?” You caught the small grin he allowed himself as he dropped to the floor for the third move. “You are all so beautiful today and your screams are so loud - is our concert nice?” His confidence grew at the halfway point and he threw a bit more effort into his fourth move, which included a body roll you were sure strippers would envy. “I could not come last year when we had concerts here because I was filming so I am grateful that we were able to come back so soon.”  He tripped up on a few of the words but you were going to wait until he finished to let him know what parts needed improvement. The next move was an intricate pop and lock dance. You knew he was a good dancer but you had no idea he was this good. “Enjoy the rest of our concert, we will do our best for you.” You noted a couple more words to help him with as he moved into the final move which could only be described as a lot of pelvic movement. “I love all of you so much! Thank you!” No words needed fixing there but you needed a moment to collect yourself. This didn’t go unnoticed by Lay who watched you expectantly, a smirk plastered on his face.

“The first 3 phrases and the last phrase were perfect. You tripped up on last year when we had concerts here and your pronunciations of rest and we will do” He nodded and listened as you slowly repeated each word for him.

“Teacher?”

“Yes Lay?”

“Could you come and stand with me so that you can repeat the word as I do the dance moves? It will really help me.” His request was innocent enough so you went and stood behind him. He slowly went through each move while repeating the sentences. When he got a word wrong you would pipe up and help him until he got it right. He was so focused on getting it right that he didn’t seem to realise that somewhere along the way he had moved behind you and performed the moved around you, meaning he rolled his body and did those pelvic moves all in extremely close proximity to you.

After going through the moves and pronunciations another 5 or 6 times you turned the music back on but you didn’t move from your spot in front of him. You stared straight ahead into the mirror and waited. He moved into position behind you and right before the first move you heard him speak. “Ah teacher, you are getting very playful.” You glanced at him and saw the mischief dancing in his eyes. That looked promising. His dancing had been affecting you so it was nice to see that he wasn’t solely focused on the lesson. You figured why not push and see how far he’ll take it. You smirked at him through the mirror.

“Do your worst Lay.” He chuckled and got ready. He altered his moves slightly so that he was touching you in some way. His hand was on your shoulder during his first move, then it s around your waist during the second, gripped your hip in the third, then his body rolled into yours on the fourth, and he ground himself against you for the fifth and sixth.  When the song ended he let go of you and seemed to realise what he’d done.

“Teacher I’m sor-” You touched two fingers to his lips, cutting him off before he could speak. His eyes darted down to your hand before coming back up to your face.

“Well done Lay, you were an excellent student for the duration of the lesson. Even if your final run through was not strictly speaking, good for a teacher student interaction yo get points for being able to memorise the lines even when you altered the dance moves.” You spotted the slight blush forming on his face as he rubbed the back of his neck and looked at the floor. “What this means is that you get to pick a reward. Think over what you want carefully. We are about to break for dinner so maybe have a chat with Suho, Chanyeol or D.O. about what you can choose for your reward. Much like I told them, you can request anything that is possible for me to do. If I am unable to fulfil your request I will tell you and you can pick something else.”

He smiled, genuinely smiled at the idea of getting a reward and it took all of your self control not to pinch his cheeks and poke his dimples. You still had to remain in your role as the teacher for a little longer. “Thank you for the strangest but most interesting English lesson I’ve ever had. I’ll go eat now and try to talk to them. We still have more time booked after dinner so if I work out what I want can we use that time for my reward?”

“Of course. One last thing, when you speak to them, make sure you are alone. No one is allowed to know what the rewards are until they earn them.”

With that Lay nodded and left the room, seeking out dinner and hopefully returning soon for his reward. You’d chickened out of being blunt about what he could ask for but figured this would give him more time to figure out what he wanted to do.

So you waited.