Chapter thirteen

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I woke at six with my alarm going off. I groaned because I'd forgotten to cancel it. I guess I don’t need to kick him out of my bed early anymore. I rolled over and hugged Jiyong. He always slept through the alarm; I swear he would sleep through an earthquake. I nudged him gently, deciding to play a joke on him.

“Six o’clock,” I said, nudging him again.

He groaned and slowly got up out of the bed, still half asleep. “OK, Angel. I love you; I’ll see you later.” He kissed my forehead and got out of the bed, his eyes only half open. I couldn’t help myself, I burst out laughing. He looked at me, confused. “Shh! What are you laughing at?” he asked, frowning, pulling on his jeans.

“You,” I teased, smiling happily.

“What about me? What have I done?” he whispered, climbing back onto the bed and crawling on top of me. He pressed every inch of his body to mine but still keeping all of his weight off of me somehow. He looked into my eyes, smiling happily for a little while, and then understanding crossed his face. “! Your brother knows! Then why the hell did you wake me up, Angel? I don’t need to leave,” he whined.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a long kiss. “I was just kidding around. I forgot to cancel the alarm so I thought I’d use the extra time and we could make out.”

He grinned. “You wanna make out?” he teased, kissing down my neck. I gasped as he reached the sensitive spot near my collarbone.

“Mmm,” I breathed, running my hands down his back, scratching slightly with my nails, making him moan. He climbed back under the covers, and kissed me tenderly and softly, holding me close. He made no moves to take things any further than that, which I loved. He really was adorable.

We walked out of my bedroom a little after seven thirty. Jiyong pushed me onto one of the kitchen stools, grinning to himself like the cat that got the cream. “Hey, I get to make you breakfast without getting shouted at today,” he chirped.

I laughed and watched as he made me a bowl of cereal; he smiled and put it in front of me, before making some toast for himself. “You don’t eat cereal?” I asked, watching him scoff four slices of toast.

He shook his head, turning his nose up. “I don’t like cereal; it’s gross and all soggy.” He faked a shudder, pretending to gag.

I laughed again. “You really are weird, Ji,” I teased, smiling at him.

He grinned. “You know, it’s kind of weird, you being all nice to me over breakfast.”

“I could be mean to you if you want,” I offered, shrugging.

He laughed and shook his head. “No. I’ll get used to it eventually.” He walked over to my side. I turned to look at him and he brushed my hair behind my ear, his fingers lingering on my cheek, making me blush. “You really are the most beautiful thing in the world,” he murmured. My heart skipped a beat at the honesty in his voice, his blue eyes were burning into mine, making me feel like the only girl in the world.

“Cut that crap out! I might have given my blessing but I don’t need it shoved in my face over breakfast,” Seunghyun growled as he walked into the kitchen to make some cereal. He slapped Jiyong on the back of the head on the way past as usual.

We all laughed and Liam stepped behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, leaning his head on my shoulder. “Thanks, Seunghyun. I know you said stay away but…” Jiyong trailed off, looking at my brother gratefully.

“Whatever, Jiyong. We’re fine. Just don’t make us have a problem, OK,” Seunghyun replied, smiling a friendly smile.

Jiyong’s arms tightened around me. “I won’t.” He kissed my shoulder lightly and Jake fake gagged, making me laugh.

“Well, come on then, lovebirds, I suppose you need to get to school a little earlier so that you can announce you’re together,” Seunghyun stated, rolling his eyes.

Jiyong grinned and nodded. I gasped and shook my head fiercely. “No way! We can’t do that,” I said, looking at Jiyong. He looked really hurt for some reason.

“Why not?” he asked, taking my hand, and looking a little confused.

I glanced at Seunghyun; he really wasn't going to like this. “Er, well, I sort of have a bet going on. The next one to sleep with you will win the pot. I could really use that money.” I looked at Jiyong uncomfortably, but he just started to laugh hysterically.

Seunghyun almost choked on his drink. “No way! You can’t do that!” he cried, shaking his head violently.

“I don’t want to know that you two are having . I don’t!”

I laughed at his annoyed and disgusted face. “Seunghyun, we’re not having .” I shrugged, making his face relax a little. “But when we do, I definitely want to win the pot. I won’t if people know I’m his girlfriend already.” I looked at Jiyong, unsure if he would go along with this or not.

“Angel, I don’t want you to want to be with me for some bet.” He frowned, looking a little hurt.

´I smiled seductively at him. “You think that’s the reason I’m going to want to have with you? Trust me, lover boy; it won’t be to do with the money, that’ll just a perk.”

He leaned in and put his mouth to my ear. “So what will be the reason?” he breathed, sending a shiver down my spine.

I bit my lip. “Hmm, I’m not sure but it’ll have something to do with you begging me on your knees,” I teased, smirking at him.

He laughed and kissed me, pulling me close to his body, sending ripples of desire racing through my bloodstream. He pulled away to look at me, lust written clear across his face. “I’d happily beg you right now you know.”

I patted his chest and stepped away before I dragged him back to my bedroom and ripped his y jeans and black button down shirt off his flawless body. “Oh I know, lover boy.” I laughed, trying to catch my breath.

I glanced at Seunghyun who was staring at us eyes wide, his mouth hanging open in shock. “Guys, I seriously can’t take these PDA’s,” he said, grimacing and shaking his head.

“It’s OK, the PDA’s done. I just think we should keep this quiet for a little while. Why not make a little money for doing something that would happen eventually anyway? That’s how I look at it,” I said, shrugging.

Jiyong and Seunghyun looked at each other. “I guess. But will you be able to win? I mean, was the bet to make me break up with my girlfriend or something?” Jiyong asked, frowning.´

I giggled and shook my head. “Nope, I made sure of that. It’s definitely just the next one to nail you, as they so eloquently put it.”´

Jiyong shook his head, looking a little disgusted. “I can’t believe girls do that sort of thing.”

Seunghyun laughed. “You know what? I think I might announce that I’ve got a girlfriend next. Then I can just pick someone and we can split the money,” he said brightly as if he was serious.

Jiyong grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the door. “Come on, let’s get to school before your brother has any other bright ideas.” He laughed, shaking his head at Jake.

Jiyong winked at me in the mirror as we pulled into the parking lot. There were more girls than usual waiting for them. They all made a beeline for Jiyong as soon as his door opened. Jessica, as usual, was at the front.

I laughed. “Good luck, boyfriend,” I teased, winking at him as I walked off, swaying my on purpose. I knew he was watching me. When I got to the door I glanced back over my shoulder to see him pulling a girl’s arms off of him, a distasteful expression on his face. He must have had about twenty-five girls round him, he looked extremely pissed off. I laughed and went to find my friends; as usual, they were hanging out by our lockers.

“Hey, guys,” I chirped, as I got up to them.

“Wow, someone’s in a good mood today! Any particular reason?” Nickhun asked, looking confused at my happy face.

“Nope, no reason in particular. I just watched Jiyong getting hounded by like twenty-five girls. He looks really annoyed about it, that was pretty funny,” I explained, grinning wildly. Just then he walked past me with Seunghyun. He had a girl flirting with him on either side and about another ten walking behind him. I burst out laughing and he shot me a dark look, making me laugh harder.

“I’m not surprised he has all those girls after him. Do you know how much the pot is now?” Bom asked, smirking at me.

I nodded. “Yeah I know, CL told me it’s like eighteen hundred dollars or something. I can’t believe it.” I shook my head disapprovingly, and tried not to imagine what it would feel like to win that much money.

Bom, CL, and Nickhun exchanged a look, before bursting into laughter. “No, that was yesterday’s total. Today it’s up to four thousand two hundred,” Bom said. I felt the colour drain from my face as my heart sank. Holy crap! That’s like, oh God I can’t even work it out! Like two hundred girls, all wanting to sleep with my boyfriend!

“Oh my God! Really?” I asked as I swallowed the lump that was rapidly forming in my throat. The thought of all those girls throwing themselves at my boy, literally made me feel a little ill. Bom nodded and looked a little sympathetic; as if she knew what I was thinking. CL and Nickhun just looked excited because they obviously had no idea I was with Jiyong. Luckily, the bell rang, so we all made our way to class.

At lunchtime, I decided I would start making my play for Jiyong. People needed to at least see that I was trying. I couldn’t just announce that I had slept with him, so I needed people to see me putting in the effort. I hadn’t talked it through with Jiyong, but a little harmless flirting over lunch shouldn't be too hard. As I carried my tray of food across the lunchroom to our usual table, I turned to my friends.

“Guys, I’m going to go make my play for Liam for the bet. Let’s go sit with my brother today, OK?”

Bom gave me a knowing look and winked at me and we all walked over to the jock table. The jock table was almost full of girls, all of them flirting shamelessly with Liam. I smiled at his expression; he looked even more pissed off now than earlier. I looked at the girl sitting next to Liam; she’d finished her lunch and was staring at him intently, a flirty expression on her face.

“Hey, Hyoyeon. I just heard that someone hit your car in the parking lot, was there much damage?” I asked innocently.

She gasped and jumped up. “! That’s my mom’s car!” she cried, as she turned and ran off. I heard my friends burst into laughter behind me as they took seats further down the table.

“Hi, Ji.” I smiled at him as I plopped down in the chair next to his.

“Hey, Angel,” he replied, grinning at me. I looked around to see I was getting the death glares from all the girls nearby, obviously because I had earned a smile already. “Someone hit Hyoyeon’s car?” he asked, eating his tuna sandwich.

I shrugged and shook my head. “Nah. I just said that because I wanted to sit here.”

He burst into laughter. “I knew you wanted me,” he teased, winking at me.

“Well, who doesn’t,” I answered, smirking and looking around the table at the girls who were all trying to kill me with their eyes. I grabbed my bottle of water and pretended to try to open it. “Jiyong, can you open this for me?” I asked, pouting slightly.

“Angel, if you keep pouting, the wind will change and you’ll get stuck like that,” he joked, grinning and taking my bottle from me. He opened it easily and passed it back.

“Thanks.” I smiled, ignoring his remark. “Wow, I never realised how strong you are. You must work out a lot, huh?” I purred, trailing my finger down his bicep, biting on my lip seductively. He looked at me lustfully, his eyes fixed on my mouth. Just from the pained expression on his face, I could tell he wanted to kiss me. He didn’t answer. “So? Do you work out a lot? Because you must do, I mean, your body it's, mmm….” I trailed off, looking him over slowly.

He gulped. “Er, I guess, yeah a bit,” he muttered, still looking at me a little shocked and bewildered.

I didn’t want this to go too far, I was only setting the scene for my victory at the moment. I broke eye contact and started to eat my food, slowly, letting the fork linger in my mouth longer than necessary. “Oh God,” I moaned, closing my eyes chewing slowly. “This is so good,” I breathed. I heard him moan slightly next to me and I knew my noises were getting to him. I looked over at him.  “Ji, you should try this,” I purred seductively. He had a pained look across his face as he stared at me with his mouth slightly open. He shook his head slightly, as if trying to push a thought away and I swallowed my giggle. Oh crap, he is so going to make me pay for this later.

“Er, OK yeah,” he said. I smiled and grabbed a forkful of my pasta and guided it to his mouth to feed him.

A bit of the pasta fell off the fork onto his jeans. “Oops, I’m so sorry!” I winced, looking at him apologetically.

“Don’t worry about it, Angel.” He smiled and brushed it off with his hand.

OK, I could make this work to my advantage! I grabbed a napkin and wiped his jeans with it. It was on his mid-thigh so I made sure to wipe just a little higher, as I looked up at him through my eyelashes. I heard him gulp noisily as a slight bulge started to appear in his jeans which he quickly covered with his arm.

“There. All done,” I flirted.

“Er…. thanks,” he muttered, closing his eyes and sighing.

I grinned triumphantly. Hah! Take that, girls! I looked around the table to see they were all staring at me. Either a shocked or angry expression was plastered on every female face. I giggled, and winked at Jessica who had turned red with annoyance.

“I’d better go. I’ve got to speak to Mrs. Song about my science project,” I said, getting up and smiling broadly.

Jiyong grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the seat. “What was that about?” he asked, looking slightly confused.

I shrugged and grinned at him. “Am I not allowed to be friendly to you, Jiyong? I mean, you are my brother’s best friend after all. You’re always hanging out at my house so I just thought I’d be civil.”

“Civil, right,” he replied, smirking at me.

I shot him a wink and got up to go to my friends. As I walked past Jessica and t