Playing peacemaker between Sehun & Minseok wasn’t something you thought you’d be doing with your night but apparently luck was not on your side. The guys had bickered over the movie choice like a couple of five year olds for the better part of ten minutes before Minseok pulled the age card and overruled Sehun. The younger huffed and pouted but Minseok was well beyond acknowledging any attempts at sympathy on Sehun’s part.

He’d been correct when he’d warned you that Sehun had been clingy all day. No sooner had you sat down between the two of them when Sehun draped his legs over yours and nuzzled in to your shoulder. You could feel your muscles starting to ache from the weight and uncomfortable position he’d pulled you into. It wasn’t long before you had to detach yourself from him and move his legs off you but he was determined to still be touching you somehow. If you moved his legs he’d hug your arm, if you moved your arm he’d have a leg on you. How Minseok had put up with 6 straight hours of this was beyond you.

As if he could sense you reaching your limit Minseok scolded Sehun. “Yah, Sehun! Get off Y/N. You’re heavier than her and leaning on her like that will hurt her spine.”

Sehun scoffed and made a big deal of removing himself from your side. You had no idea what the had gotten into him but he was acting like a petulant two year old and you were not having it. This was supposed to be a quiet night for you and it had turned into a nightmare. “Listen I don’t know what crawled up your today but the deep dramatic sighs and the attitude stop now. If you want to continue acting like everything is against you then you can do that back in your own apartment but I’m not going to sit here and deal with a fully grown man having a tantrum.”

The room grew very very silent, and only the sound of the movie could be heard. Sehun was making a point to stare straight at the television and Minseok was looking everywhere except the movie, twiddling his thumbs until the tension grew to be too much for him and he got up and left the room, leaving you with Sehun.

You sat there and tried to figure out if maybe your words were too harsh and his feelings were actually hurt or if he was faking just so that you’d give in and let him get away with his ty attitude from earlier. Not wanting to be tricked by the sneaky and clever maknae you decided to stand by what you’d said. It was blunt yes, but it got to the point and did not personally attack him. You weren’t mean, but you weren’t overly kind about it either.

He continued to sit in silence like a statue, his face giving nothing away. His face made him hard to read because he was good at hiding his emotions. Most of the time he appeared cold and impassive, like he could care less about everything going on around him but you knew he wasn’t this harsh, closed off jerk. He laughed and smiled often, just not in public when he was fulfilling his role as maknae by being quiet most of the time, being cute when asked and testing the boundaries with his hyungs if it seemed appropriate. He cared deeply about his hyungs and observed everything that they did and said, he just threw in bratty comments sometimes to irk them but he really was just a tall child most of the time. He was just a bit naïve and shy on top of having one killer resting face.  

As you reminded yourself of this, you caught movement in your periphery. Unless you were mistaken you were sure you’d seen his hand wipe his eye. . Did I make him cry? Nothing sad is happening in the movie. . You sat quietly and waited to see if he calmed down or if you needed to interject. Who were you to know? He might have just had a watery eye or he might just be frustrated at himself and a tear came out… or you were too mean and he was feeling like about himself.

His hand lifted to wipe another tear and you struggled not to rush over to him and make everything better. You wondered how people ignored their children or pets when they threw tantrums because this was actually making your heart ache by ignoring it. He shifted his sitting position, curling in on himself a bit more which only helped him look even more miserable.

It was the sniffle and the shaky breath that did you in. You’d never been good with people crying and it hurt you too much to think that his tears were because of you. You’d only meant he needed to check his attitude not that he was a horrid person and everyone hated him but clearly something had pierced through his emotional shields and now he was slowly breaking down at the end of your couch.

You moved over so that you were directly next to him as he tried to hide his face from you. “Sehun?” you called out gently.

He made no move to respond to you but you heard another sniffle. “Sehunnie, why are you upset?”  

He shook his head and still refused to turn to look at you. “I-is it my fault? Did noona make you cry?”

He made the smallest nod but you still caught it. “Ah Sehunnie, I didn’t mean to make you sad. You were just being too clingy and I snapped. It wasn’t supposed to come out as mean as it did ok? I’m sorry if my words hurt you.”

Slowly he lifted his head and turned to look at you. His eyes were still watery, some tears threatening to fall but he was trying to stop them. He let out another shaky breath before trying to speak. “I’m sorry noona.”

“It’s ok Sehun. You just have to remember that people need space, and if you are feeling lonely or ignored or whatever you need to tell someone. If you just show it by clinging to them and not giving them any space they’ll get pissed off ok?”

He nodded and you relaxed into the couch next to him, tugging the shoulder of his sweater so that he lay down with his head in your lap. “Comfy?” you asked as you his hair. He hummed in response, bringing a smile to your face. Minseok returned to the room and glanced down as Sehun then up at you, raising an eyebrow as if to ask why you hadn’t told him off for lying all over you again.  You gave him a small smile and patted the spot next to you so that he’d sit down. When he did you rested your head against his shoulder and the three of you finished watching the movie in peace.

Well… as peacefully as you could watch X-Men with two young males making punching movements and yelling out at the movie.

***

You were stressed. Your original lesson plan for Sehun was to involve Vivi and small rewards for him if Sehun answered correctly but since Vivi had been moody as all hell lately Sehun’s mother had come to collect him. So now you had to come up with a completely new lesson plan in under four hours and get it set up and ready. The last thing you wanted was for it to feel unplanned and hastily put together, you knew Sehun would see straight through it and be offended.

Dancing was out since you really didn’t want to repeat the lessons. They were tailored to each member and you didn’t want anyone to feel less special because you repeated a lesson. You sat at your desk, tapping the wood impatiently as you tried to sift through your options.  You thought of fashion parades or the promise of a shopping trip, acting out scenes from movies, cute poses, but none of it sat well with you. You couldn’t connect the speech he had to remember with any of the activities. At a loss you got up and paced around your apartment. Your eyes landed on your camera and finally, finally an idea sprung into your mind.

Got it.

The following hours were frantic as you prepared everything. You hoped he’d appreciate the work you’d put into this and if you were honest with yourself the possibility of what the reward could be if he played along excited you. You dressed quickly and grabbed everything you needed, threw it in a bag and headed out the door. I swear to god if he’s an ungrateful brat today he’ll be in trouble.

As per his request you’d rented out a room that over looked a beautiful park. The security here was no joke so you knew discretion was being paid for. In his schedule your appointment was listed as acting training for an upcoming role he was in talks for. In a sense it wasn’t a complete lie… he would be here learning and reciting lines, not unlike an actor would do as they learn a part. The difference was in the way they learned. Your methods were anything but conventional. You placed the items you needed around the room and moved the furniture so that it was set up in a way that would benefit the lesson.  

Then you waited.

About half an hour later there was a soft knock at the door. You got up, smoothed your skirt and jacket and headed over to open the door. You paused in front of the door, your hand hovering over the handle. “Who is it?” you called out. You figured you should probably check in case it was an over zealous fan that had somehow snuck past security.

“Noona, it’s me. Please let me in.” The soft voice on the other side of the door replied.

Your hand grasped the handle and you opened the door. Sehun rushed in before you could even fully open the door for him which irked you. In any setting you were his elder but in this specific setting you were his teacher and he was to show you respect. You closed the door and turned to scold him, noticing how his eyes darted around the room as he took in what you had set up. He was fidgeting and shifting his weight on each foot causing you to think he was nervous. You stopped yourself from scolding him and instead watched him to try and get a gauge on his current state.

You watched as he took in the room, his mouth slightly agape as his eyes moved from the bed to the chair that was facing it, to the lounge facing the park to the polaroids strategically littered about the room to the camera before finally looking back at you. He broke eye contact almost immediately and cleared his throat, looking past you but not at you. His voice was deeper when he spoke this time “Uh, Y/N I’m confused… isn’t this supposed to be a lesson? Shouldn’t there be a desk or something?”

He was nervous, that much you knew. He was trying to cover his nerves by staring at a spot near you but not at you and lowering his voice but you saw through the façade. You were going to have to try and use his nerves to your favour, knowing full well that this lesson could go either way. He’d either cooperate or make it hell for you. If he felt too overwhelmed he’d stonewall you and shut down. That was something you wanted to avoid as much as possible.

“Sehun, this is a lesson. It’s not like the ones we do at the SM building, these ones are made specially for each of you. So this lesson is specifically tailored to you to try and help you memorise your ment easily. If you do well you get a reward, remember?”

He nodded, still not making eye contact with you. “Hmm yes, the reward that made Junmyeon act weird. How could I forget.”

“Yah, enough of that. This is a lesson and I am your teacher, you will treat me as that for the duration of the lesson. The lesson is for your stage persona so I want you to go to the window and when I come over to commence the lesson I want to see EXO’s Sehun, not Sehunnie who teases me about food and sends me selfies with his look of the day ok? Work time.”  He nodded and walked over to the floor to ceiling windows that looked over the park. You moved to the couch and sat down and waited for him.

You watched as his stance changed from leaning on one leg to standing tall, his shoulders rolling back as he loosened his muscles and styled his hair in the reflection of the glass. When he turned around to face you the movement was more fluid than before. Now he looked you in the eyes and waited, watching as you took him in. He raised an eyebrow at you and smirked. The person in front of you now was the confident and mischievous Sehun from the stage, not the lovable boy you had grown attached to. This Sehun was dangerous. You had to keep your wits about you with this Sehun that was something you knew for sure. You patted the space next to you on the lounge and he walked over and sat down.

You cleared your throat and tried to ignore the way he was still staring at you. “I have compiled photos that reflect things that you enjoy and placed them around the room. I am going to assign a sentence to each photo and that photo should trigger the sentence of your speech. What I want you to do is pick 5 photos from the ones around the room and bring them back to me. Then we’ll work on the sentences.”

He stood slowly and started to make his way around the room, inspecting the photos. He on his bottom lip as he sifted through the choices you’d provided. You’d been busy in the hours leading up to the lesson, running around the streets near the apartment taking polaroids of various things. Buildings, nature, people, food, bubble tea, the nearby gym, dogs, weird abstract angles where you couldn’t make out the image, items in your apartment, selcas, and you’d printed posts from his instagram as well as photos from past photo shoots and mv’s.

You watched as he painstakingly went through the images and picked a selection. He sat on the floor and spread out the choices he’d made so that he could narrow them down to the 5 you had requested. The focus he was giving this task gave you high hopes for the remainder of this lesson. All he had to do was recite and memorise the lines then he’d get a reward, simple. You were still a bit bitter about the Vivi lesson plan falling through but so far this last minute one was working. His fingers danced over the photos as me made his final selection.

He picked up his selection and stood, glancing down and nodding to himself before coming back to where you were sitting and handing you the photos. You sifted through them and rearranged them in an order. He watched you intently as you rearranged them. Holding up the first one, a photo of himself, you spoke. “Repeat after me: Hello everyone, I’m Sehun.”

He gave you a look that said really, if we don’t know how to say Hi my name is at this point then nothing you can do will help before remembering he was supposed to be behaving. He repeated the words back smoothly so you moved on to the second photo. Holding up the photo of Vivi you continued. “Today I’m really blessed and happy. Thank you everyone.” He repeated the words back to you a little slower than the first line. He still pronounced everything correctly so you moved on to the third photo.

Holding the photo of bubble tea you kept speaking. “I have something to ask. Are you all not hungry? I’m very hungry. I want to hurry back to the hotel so I can eat.” He stared at you and started to repeat the words. He stumbled over the sentences, leaving out some words and saying some in the wrong order. You made a note to come back to this one after the next two photos.

Holding the fourth photo, of a high fashion model in a gym you continued “Today is very fun. I hope we can come back again. We’ll come back more handsome so you have to wait for us to return ok?” He managed to get these lines correct but they had no feeling so you made note to come back to it to have him add a more playful tone to it. He was supposed to be teasing the crowd after all.

You held up the last photo which was a group shot of the guys from his instagram. “Thank you, I love you.” He gave you that look again, raising his eyebrow at you before he repeated the last statement back to you perfectly.

Before you could even get a word out he whined. “Is that it? Can we do something fun now noona?”

You shook your head and held up the third and fourth photos. “You struggled with the lines for both of these so we are going to go over them again.”

He huffed. “How about we get bubble tea then do that?”

“Not happening. Now repeat after me.”

***

“For the last time Sehun, you will treat me as your teacher. We are almost done so please concentrate.”

He groaned. “This is no fun. Why did everyone else say they enjoyed their lessons? You’ve made mine harder than theirs on purpose!” He pointed at you accusingly.

“It’s a lesson, not a game. Its sole purpose is for you to remember the words when you think of these photos. Yours is no harder than anyone else’s lesson. Now please let’s finish up. Repeat after me…”

He got up and paced around the room as the lesson continued. He had gotten stuck on two sentences and you’d had to keep getting him to repeat them. He just wasn’t consistently getting them right so you kept getting him to repeat them and he was growing more and more frustrated and less cooperative. You knew he’d thank you later but right now you were pretty sure he hated you.

He stopped pacing and flung himself down in the chair that was facing the bed when an idea struck you. You got up and stood behind him, lightly massaging his shoulders. “Let’s try a different approach. As soon as you get it right the lesson is over ok?”

“Whatever.”

You crawled onto the bed and sat on your knees. “First line, photo of yourself.”

He sighed deeply and started to speak. “Hello everyone, I’m Sehun.”

You ed your jacket and removed it. “Second line, photo of Vivi.”

“Today I’m really blessed and happy. Thank you everyone” He spoke as he watched you loosen your hair and run your hands through it sensually.

“Third line, photo of bubble tea.”

“I have something to ask. Are you all not hungry? I’m very hungry. I want to hurry back to the hotel so I can eat.” You moved your hands down your body slowly, making sure to squeeze your s as your hands moved lower until they were running up your thighs. Sehun gulped as he watched you. His pronunciation was fine while you were distracting him. The sentence he’d messed up so many times came out perfectly as he watched your hands roam your body.

“Fourth line, photo of the fashion model in the gym”

“Today is very fun. I hope we can come back again. .” He lost his place when your hand disappeared under your skirt and you gasped. “Uh -We’ll c-come back more handsome so you have to wait for us to return ok?”

A little breathlessly you asked for the final line from the group photo. Sehun wasn’t listening. He was too busy trying to control his face and himself as he watched you touch yourself. You asked for the line again and he still didn’t respond. Pity you thought to yourself as you removed your hand from under your skirt and smoothed your clothes.

“ that was hot.” His brows furrowed as he looked up at you as you stood. “Why did you stop?”

“You failed to pass the lesson Sehun.”

An incredulous look passed over his face. “Wh-what?! No you were distracting me!”

You shook your head and walked over to him, noticing the bulge that had formed in his pants while he’d been watching you. “No Sehun, you have been difficult all through the lesson. I tried distracting you as a last resort and you were so close but you stopped listening to me. You haven’t treated me as your teacher once and that is a pity. I was looking forward to rewarding you.”

A pout formed on his face. “B-but. That’s not fair.”

You straddled his lap, causing him to gasp. “You might not get a reward but I can be persuaded to give you a punishment.”

“Why the would I choose to be punished?”

You rolled your hips and he groaned, his eyes closing at the feeling. You leaned forward and whispered in his ear. “Let’s just say that the punishment is of my own design and if you endure it, you’ll find that you still get rewarded. I’ll give you a few minutes to make your mind up. I’m going to leave the room so feel free to call anyone who has had a private lesson with me to chat to them but if I find out that you’ve called anyone else you will in no way enjoy the punishment you’ll receive. Do you understand?”  

Confused eyes laced with lust looked back at you as he nodded. You removed yourself from his lap and headed for the door, leaving Sehun to think about his options.

As you wandered the hall you felt your phone buzz.

B – Is Sehunnie enjoying his lesson?

Y/N – Not one bit.

B – Hahaha is he being difficult?

Y/N – He keeps trying to derail the lesson.

B – Ah yeah he does that when he finds something difficult and doesn’t want to keep doing it. You must be challenging him.

Y/N – He’s challenging my patience…

B – Try complimenting him when he does anything right. He’s a er for praise.

B – Or give in and give him bubble tea or something.

B – Or give up and come hang out. We’re bored.

Y/N – Don’t you guys have schedules?

B – Dae and I are home. It’s boring. We’re gonna make a fort.

Y/N – Minseok’s gonna kill the two of you.

B – Come save us then!

Y/N – Unlike the two of you, I have work to do.

You re-entered the room and looked around. Sehun was still in the chair and he was staring at you wide eyed. “Those were the rewards?! You just did whatever they asked for?” You nodded. “Then what is a punishment? None of them had one so they didn’t really help.”

“They got to pick their rewards. You won’t get to pick what happens – you can tell me what you would pick for your reward and from there I’ll make some changes to it…the rest is a surprise if you can withstand it.”

You stood in front of Sehun for several moments as he tapped his lips and thought. Finally he looked up at you and smirked. “Alright then teacher-nim. Punish me.”