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The fire crackles sharply, casting a flickering orange glow across the walls and ceiling. The library is completely silent, save for the occasional cough or cleared throat, and Sunoo is beginning to think today might just be perfect.
He has read Pride and Prejudice about three times already at this point, but somehow he has found himself back in the midst of chapter 7, eyes traveling swiftly down the page as Jane arrives in Netherfield to care for her sister.
Sitting across the table from him, Sunghoon has stopped even trying to feign interest in the books in front of him, though Sunoo is too engrossed to notice.
A deep-voiced giggle snaps Sunoo out of his trance. He glances up to see Sunghoon looking at him with a grin on his face.
“What?” Sunoo whispers.
“You’re just so cute when you’re focused,” Sunghoon replies mirthfully.
“And you’re supposed to be focused right now,” Sunoo says, sending a pointed look at the unread pile of books.
Sunghoon fakes a pout, “I’m bored.”
Sunoo rolls his eyes and lowers his eyes back to Pride and Prejudice.
“I want to do something else,” Sunghoon insists.
Sunoo doesn’t look up. “Too bad. This is what happens when you leave everything to the last minute.”
Sunghoon lets out an annoyed groan, and Sunoo ducks his head to hide his smile.
A few quiet seconds pass by.
“I really want to fuck you right now.”
Sunoo freezes and tightens his grip on the book. He looks sharply up at Sunghoon, feeling his cheeks burning furiously.
“Sunghoon!” He hissed, “You can’t say that, we’re in a library!”
“What if we did it right now?” Sunghoon leans forward.
“No!” Sunoo scowls, “That’s not funny!”
“What? It’s not like anyone can see us right now,” Sunghoon says with a suggestive grin.
“You’re such a pervert,” Sunoo fumes.
Sunghoon laughs, sitting back. Then he puts on his stupid fake-upset face.
“I guess I won’t be able to focus on studying, then.” Sunghoon lets out a dramatic sigh.
Sunoo groans and slumps his head against the table.
Then, a second later, Sunoo sits upright, his bangs falling back into place. “Okay, fine.”
Sunghoon’s head snaps towards him, looking almost alarmed. “Huh?”
“You get one kiss,” Sunoo reasons, “but you have to promise you’ll start studying.”
Sunghoon’s eyes suddenly light up. He sits up eagerly.
“One kiss,” Sunoo repeats firmly.
“Mhm,” Sunghoon agrees with an excited grin.
He stands up, making his way around the table, before taking a seat next to Sunoo. He wets his lips.
“Remember, you have to prom— mph!” Sunoo is abruptly interrupted by Sunghoon’s mouth.
His lips are impossibly soft. He always kissed Sunoo with a measured intensity that Sunoo could just melt into. Sunghoon’s manner was tender and gentle, yet Sunoo could still feel his craving. It was intoxicating…and very, very hot.
Sunghoon’s hand is cupping Sunoo’s cheek, his warm lips pressed against his.
And then, Sunoo feels Sunghoon begin to slowly pull away, fighting the urge to grab his head and continue kissing him until they’re forced out of the library. Their lips remain stuck together for a brief second as Sunghoon draws back.
He’s sporting an easy, relaxed grin that Sunoo thinks looks great on him.
Sunoo tries his best not to stare at Sunghoon’s stupidly beautiful lips, instead keeping his eyes determinedly on his upper face.
“Well,” Sunoo tries shakily, “you had your kiss.”
Sunghoon hums, still looking into Sunoo's eyes.
“Now you can go back to studying.”
Sunghoon doesn’t move. Suddenly, his face becomes suspiciously smug, “Why?”
“Sunghoon,” Sunoo warns, “you promised.”
“Did I?” Sunghoon looks away and taps his chin. “I don’t quite remember…? Silly me, I must have forgotten to say it.”
Sunoo stares at him in disbelief. “You sneaky little—”
“Don’t worry, I’ll do it now.” Sunghoon clears his throat and tilts his chin up slightly, “I, Park Sunghoon, hereby promise to resume studying after a mere single kiss from the gorgeous Kim Sunoo.”
“You’re absolutely ridiculous,” Sunoo decides.
Sunghoon laughs again; he’s smiling even more than before. He leans in once more, and Sunoo accepts defeat, closing his eyes.
Their lips meet again. Sunghoon’s more insistent this time, pressing firmer against Sunoo’s mouth. This time, both his hands find their way onto Sunoo’s face, cupping it, and Sunoo can’t resist resting his arms around Sunghoon’s waist.
Sunghoon lightly brushes his tongue along Sunoo’s mouth, and Sunoo parts his lips slightly, feeling the wetness of Sunghoon’s tongue against his. He tastes vaguely like that strange health bowl he had for lunch, (“Stop laughing, Sunoo, it’s 30 grams of protein!”), but Sunoo can’t bring himself to care. He’s too lost in bliss to care.
Sunghoon’s hands move to the back of Sunoo’s head, gently weaving through his hair.
Sunoo can feel himself slowly melting into Sunghoon, he can feel their bodies pushing against each other. Time slows down and speeds up at once, and all that matters right now is Sunghoon’s lips on his.
Unfortunately, they eventually pull away.
Sunoo is left breathless, gazing deep into Sunghoon’s eyes as his face brightens up into another smile. Selfishly, he wants to kiss him again, steal him away from his studies until Sunoo is his only focus. Maybe fucking in the library wasn’t such a crazy idea after all…
What?
Sunoo mentally shakes the thought from his mind, focusing back on Sunghoon, “Okay, no more jokes, you really have to start studying now.”
“So bossy,” Sunghoon grumbles, but there’s too much fondness in his eyes. He rises from his seat.
Standing over him, Sunghoon’s hand reaches down and tilts Sunoo's chin up. Sunoo looks up at him expectantly.
“It’s not too late, you know,” Sunghoon starts seductively.
Sunoo frowns, puzzled, “Huh?”
“You know what I mean,” Sunghoon grins, “I could still always bend you over the table right here and—”
“SUNGHOON!”