" you, Choi."

Minho watched from his comfortable position on the bed, smug smile spread across his face with his arms behind his head. It was funny,really, seeing how easy it was to get these girls riled up.

"You don't know how to treat a girl after you've had your way. Ignorant son of a bi-" Yoona gasped, halting her speech and the buttoning of jeans when her lost high heel collided with the wall next to her at an alarming speed.

"Do you not know what a one night stand is? What one entails, because it certainly doesn't endorse in a longing, healthy relationship. We ed and we're done," Minho ran his hands through his mussed out dark locks,"come on, I thought the school's valedictorian was smarter than that." He swiftly grabbed a loose cig from the package and lighter from his jeans by the bedside table, puffing away. The girl bit her lip, frowning, as if she was in defeat. And he looked like a god; she couldn't deny that.

Yoona fiddled with the hem of her crop top, as she was done dressing up. An awkward silence blanketed the room.

"M-minho, um...I trust that you'll keep this a secret-"

"You think this is my first day on the job? You shouldn't have to worry your pretty little head, I'll make sure your place in SNU is assured," he let out a humorless chuckle while he tapped his cig on makeshift ashtray;yoona assumed it was the lower half of a water bottle cut in half. His flat was a mess really, she thought; maybe he did only have his looks going for him.

"Y-you're really such a smart,mischevious dongsaeng,huh," she shot him a smile he could've sworn he saw as the one in the yearbook(perfect;calculated;rehearsed).

"I just think I know my way around things; thanks to much experience."

Yoona combed her long caramel hair to one side of her shoulder with another nervous bite of her lip.

"Hope to see you around, honey."

With a wave of her manicured hand, which minho couldn't help but cringe at(the scratches on his back were self explanatory),she dissapeared from his sight. He heard the clicking of her loud heels which made him recoil into his bed, even though he knew it was time to get up. Then silence followed the curt shutting of his front door. How could she retain any ounce of respect for him after last night and the morning events which just took place.

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"Why do you sound so mad? I'm not lost. I'm walking Adam and Eve. Why? So they can't get fat."

Taemin rubbed at his eyes with the sleeves of his oversized yellow hoodie. He smacked his plump lips together, contemplating if he should have spent some more time in bed. He was studying all night after all, and with Jonghyun over, it added to his stress. Kibum and his boyfriend of 2 years became an uncontrollable force when they met up. Not to mention .

"Are you listening to me?!"

Kibum screeched and Taemin had to retract his phone from his ear to confirm that it wasn't on speaker.

"Kibum hyung should go take a bath with his favorite essential oils and relax, I think."

"You brat, you forgot your books, class starts in 12 and you haven't payed me back. And you said we would leave together-"

His hyung's voice faded away and his full attention was on his babies who were trotting and sniffing at the ground periodically with their baby blue matching vests. They were a birthday present from Kibum, who had his own two furbabies. He knew everything, really. How could he survive without his guidance? Oh right Kibum-

"-where are your shorts? Did you put them in the wash already or are you wearing them, I said to only wear them in the house or else you'll get catcalled by the jocks-"

"Hyung, I didn't catch anything you said within the last seven minutes. I'm so tired."

With a yawn Taemin started in a light jog to his first class, Adam and Eve picking up the pace albeit erratically.

"Are we done? You can spank me at home; Teacher Lee is more than nice to me, he doesn't mind the kids either. All is good, so go give your boo a kiss."

"What makes you think I haven't done that already," Kibum responds with a huff,"and you better be prepared for what you have to do when you get back. You're making me feel like Cinderella's stepmother for God's sake."

"So I'm your little princess?"

Taemin's playful tone squeezed a deep sigh from Kibum.

"It's friday Hyung~ don't be so uptight."

"You're everyone's princess,actually, do you know that Jjong is making a trip to the convenience store since you ate all the chocolate? Also, do not tell me what to do Lee Taemin, you brat, you are the last person on this Earth I would take advice from-"

"So did you not get that kiss from Jjong, or-"

The sleepy student once again took the phone away from his ear due to the pterodactyl on the other line. Ending the call, he tucked his phone into his back pocket. His attention shifted to the sky; he noticed that it cleared up. His eyes weren't as dry anymore. He ran a hand through his blonde hair which he dyed on a whim a few days ago due to some persuading from a drunk kibum(he himself was drunk as well). He felt like a free bird, the loose hoodie allowing some of the cool,crisp morning air to caress his flat stomach. Before he knew it, he was joining the rest of the crowd at school. People made way for him and his pups as expected, because if word went around that x student trampled over the school sweetheart's puppies, no one would ever hear the end of it from Kim Kibum.

It was a peaceful trek to his first period, mostly, greeting his peers with his voice that rang clear like a bell and a smile that would belong to a cherub. But a tall figure blocked his way, halting his steps. Kim Jongin. Quite the heartthrob, wasn't he. Loved by all the teachers, scored the touchdown for every game(as expected for the football team captain), and was a high contender for prom king. Taemin could play Jongin like putty in his hands, but he couldn't find the time for that.

"How are you doing today, pretty?"

Jongin spoke with a smirk, voice laced with arrogance. It made Taemin dizzy along with Jongin's hideous cologne. Did a football player's sweat smell that bad? Taemin could name countless students who would want to buy a bottle though.

The taller must have felt the discomfort and toned down the smug a tad.

"Don't wanna be in your way, sorry about that."

The blonde was a bit irritated, now. Jongin clearly had no shame checking him out in the middle of the hallway, his teammates taking part in the action. His babies were sniffing all over the place. The cologne was confusing them for sure.

With that dazzling smile of his, Taemin muttered a "no problem," encouraging his babies to go. He could've sworn, with the help of his peripheral vision, that the boys checked his out. He knew the cotton shorts hugged his deliciously anyways.

He rounded the next corner only to be met with a firm, warm chest. Taemin squeaked, his pups mirroring their owner's surprise with yips and jumps.

He retracted himself from the place of impact and used the remaining amount of courage he had for the day to look up.

He was wearing a low slung black tee that displayed collarbones sculpted from marble, a thick neck littered with red marks(the smaller gulped), bronzed forearms with protruding veins; Taemin wanted to run his finger along each and every one. And he couldn't help but look down. The tee was tucked into simple denim jeans and he saw more than he should if he focused in on a specific part of his body-

"Hey, didn't mean to run into you like that."

His eyes were huge. Unbelievably so. And beautiful. Plump, full lips that would undeniably feel euphoric if they were to be placed against his own, he wanted to tuck a stray lock of hair behind his ear-

"You okay there, blondie?" The Adonis waved his large hand in front of the others face. Taemin was sure a blush was spreading from his cheeks to his neck.

"Sorry I-it was my fault I wasn't looking where I was going, sorry-"

"Sure, it's no big deal."

The taller brushed by, nonchalant as if violently bumping into smaller people was an everyday thing. His babies jumping against his legs would have tickled him any other day but he couldn't bring himself to care as he looked towards where the dream boy went.

"Look who's here, huh? Didn't think you'd show up today, oppa."

Taemin saw that he made his way towards the group of girls who were on the cheerleading team, and was rather stoic against Tiffany who was basically throwing herself at his feet. Mr.no name muttered a "don't kiss me" which she played right off of, popping her gum, flashing him a dumb smile and wrapping a waxed leg over one of his. Taemin didn't realize he was holding his breath until he felt a light pat on his .

"What do you think you-"

"Minho looks soo manly with one hand around that skimp's waist and one in his jean pocket probably fiddling with his cigarettes, huh, baby"

Taemin visibly relaxed at the sound of his best friend's voice. Also, Minho. He knew his name now.

"Why is my baby burning up?" Kibum lifted a hand to cup the blonde's cheek, Taemin leaning into the touch. He smiled.

"It's a long story."

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