Youngmin walked firmly, his feet patting against the ground harshly as he struggled to carry a few text books as well as a folder full of papers in his arms, not to mention his own materials on his back. It was hot, he was tired and carrying a lot of weight. The skinny boy would end up skinnier than he already was, if that was even possible.

His younger friend Katie had gone home from school earlier, complaining of a stomach ache, but really, she was just making up a reason for Youngmin to come over and ‘teach’ her what she had missed that day.

He looked at the address scribbled down on a piece of paper in his free hand as he hitched all her books in the other arm before looking up, looking for the right number and smiled when he found himself in front of it.

Struggling to push open the gate, Youngmin fumbled slightly with the books before finally making it to the door, knocking softly on it. He looked up when it opened, his eyes went from dazed to quite intrigued, setting his eyes on a young Korean woman, but older than him. “Can I help you?” she asked, looking slightly up to him, for he was only slightly taller than she was.

“Does Katie Jean live here? She missed class today and I offered to drop her things off and teach her the lessons for today,” he replied shyly. The woman at the door didn’t know anything about this child, nor has she ever seen him, and it was an odd sight to see his light blonde hair adorning his head for being a Korean.

“Please come in,” she said finally, stepping aside to let the taller boy in. He bowed respectfully and did so, removing his shoes in the entrance way before being motioned towards Katie’s room, carrying loads of books and stapled papers with him, finding the sick young girl lying back on her bed. He quietly giggled, setting the books down on her desk, letting his backpack slip away from his shoulders and against the hardwood floor.

Jin Hyun peeked through the crack of the door as Youngmin sat on the edge of her bed, facing her, and took her hand softly, rubbing over the top of it with his thumb as he watched her tenderly. “How are you feeling?” he asked quietly, his soft brown eyes meeting hers. Katie smiled back at him, watching slightly passed the boy to the door which the older woman closed, letting it lock and Katie smirked.

When she looked back to Youngmin, the boy was biting his lip, his narrow eyes scanning her face multiple times, catching himself staring at her lips, but he didn’t look away, nor did he want to. He watched her equally pink tongue moisten them and he shifted, fidgeting slightly, his grip on her hand tightening and loosening.

“Youngmin?” Katie asked quietly, her eyes watching his stare blatantly at her lips.

“Y-yeah?” he replied with a stutter, his hand moving away from hers to slide up her leg over the covers and find her waist, pulling back the covers gently and unconsciously. He snapped his teeth closed, letting his fingers graze over the warm skin of her stomach as they crawled under her shirt.

“Youngmin,” she whispered, prompting herself for asking a question. He knew exactly what question it was and he didn’t hesitate in answering.

“Yes,” he blurted, his hand moving from under her shirt to her chin, holding it steady, zealously pressing his lips to hers and his eyes fluttered closed. He pushed her back gently from her sitting position, pushing her back onto the bed as he moved to hover over her more. The innocent boy the older female saw at the door was long gone. He kissed her repeatedly, closed lips meeting and separating. He groaned lowly in satisfaction. It had felt like so long to him. Though they were young, they were still passionate about their romance, it had felt like an eternity since he had her alone, and he was certainly taking advantage of the time he had.

Sure, it was wrong of her to fake sick just to be with her boyfriend, but at this point in time, she could hardly care. She smiled against his lips, causing him to press his chest against hers, moving his legs to straddle her as she lay on the bed. His soft hand continued to cup her chin, his fingers long enough to brush her cheek, his other hand laced with hers that was pinned next to her head.

Her free hand pushed lightly against his chest, causing his lips to part from hers and he whined. “Youngmin, we’re never going to get our work done. Work now, kiss later,” she said. Katie was usually a good student, always got her work done, got good grades, studied, and did well on exams. Upon meeting Youngmin, that almost changed.

“How about kiss now and… kiss later,” he suggested, his nose rubbing affectionately on hers. She shook her head, reaching over for her literature book, as well as a pen to mark the stapled papers that were tucked inside the large text book.

“Teach me, Minnie,” she said do him and he sighed, rolling off her to sit up, propped against the backboard next to her. He unfolded his glasses, pressing them high on the bridge of his nose as his slender finger pointed over the words in the text as he explained the assignment. She was mind-blown how quickly he could change his mindset like this. One second he’s a teenage boy, and the next without any shifting phase, could be the best teacher.

“Are you even paying attention?” he asked, catching her staring at his deep pink lips, slightly abused as he nibbled.

“No, not really,” she replied, reaching across herself to brush her thumb over his moist lips.

“Pay attention, Katie. This is important,” he whispered back, kissing her finger gently. “Work now, kiss later,” he said, giving her a silly grin as his face neared hers. “How about this, for every answer you get right, I’ll give you a kiss,” he reasoned.

“Youngmin, you know I’m not stupid. You’ll be giving kisses like they’re going out of style,” she replied.

“Then do your work, we’ll kiss later,” he said, his tongue flicking out to meet her lips softly before retreating, leaving her in a slight daze and he giggled.

She shook her head, looking over her packet with a seemingly great amount of attentiveness. Reading over the questions as she skimmed the story, she answered many questions about the theme, the basic plot, description of characters, motifs, and etcetera. She answered every question correctly and therefore receiving a kiss for each one.

“You’re so good,” he muttered, his hand cupping her cheek before their lips met for the umpteenth time that afternoon.

“Good at Literature? Of course I am,” she replied.

“No,” he shook his head, his eyes not even cracking open. “Good at kissing,” he said, letting his teeth nibble her lower lip before giving it a light .

“Youngmin! Stop getting distracted, I have to learn all these lessons before tomorrow because of you,
she said. They were so back and forth with the whole thing, indecisive about which was more important to them right now. When they weren’t kissing it was kissing, when they were kissing, it was school.

Katie shook her head, pushing her literature book away from her and it slammed on the floor, flipping closed to crease her papers in odd directions. Her hand wrapped about the boy’s neck, her fingers combing through his blonde hair as she pulled him back over, laying herself down as his body moved over hers again, his hands moving to her sides, lips finding hers again multiple times.

He decided it was about time he stepped it up. “Katie,” he breathed into her ear, almost out of breath before listening to her squeal, his moist, full lips pressing on her neck, scattering kisses about her neck, pulling her shirt slightly down for her collar and upper chest and smirked when she sighed his name.

“Do you like that?” he whispered, his fingers slipping slightly under the hem of her shirt before proceeding to kiss some more, causing more and more sighs. He was looking for a response to his question, nipping at a spot that made her sigh the loudest. If anyone was able to hear it, they’d think they were about to get down and dirty.

“Youngmin,” she sighed quietly, her hands clawing down his back.

He rolled to her side, pulling her to lie partially on his chest and she sighed contentedly, her hand softly rubbing under his shirt which he couldn’t help but squirm at.

“Katie Jean! If you’re kissing that boy, all your work had better be done!” Jin Hyun called through the door, knocking on it almost harshly. Katie chuckled, turning her face more into his chest and he wrapped and arm around her protectively.

“All my work’s done, unnie!” she called back.

“I promise it’s done, noona!” Youngmin called for reassurance.

Katie laughed, hugging herself tighter to the warm body of her boyfriend.

“Kiss now and kiss later,” he whispered, tilting her chin up for one last kiss.