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Jaehyun was a frat boy. Living in a frat house. With other frat boys, Johnny and Yuta, to name a few. To be frank, Jaehyun had no idea why he was even here in the first place. He was a computer science major who spent more time cooped up in his bedroom than letting a single ray of sunshine touch his sheet white skin.
He’s nerdy, shy, and the worst of all, a virgin.
Johnny was to blame, actually. Best bros since middle school; naturally Johnny was a charmer. Unlike Jaehyun, Johnny actually talked to people and is extremely attractive, so that’s how he got an easy pass into the frat and dragged his ride or die in with him.
So when Johnny announced that the frat house would be hosting their first party of the year, Jaehyun grew even paler. He was sent on snack duty. Snacks as in every type of cheap booze he could find in the liquor store. He was sure the cashier shot him an odd look as he slid his ID over the counter, dressed in a polo shirt while clutching enough alcohol to satisfy an entire army of soldiers.
The disappointment was unfathomable on Johnny’s face when Jaehyun practically presented a 10 slide presentation explaining that he would definitely not be attending the party. Despite Johnny’s incessant pleading, Jaehyun stood his ground and Johnny begrudgingly stopped pressing him.
“Jaehyun please,” Johnny pleads for the nth time. Jaehyun doesn’t spare him a glance,
“I said no. I have this really big project to do.”
“You’re such a spoilsport. We’re all gonna have fun without you, lame-ass.”
“Close and lock the door on your way out!” Jaehyun hollers. Johnny smirks and doesn’t lock the door just to spite him.
After an hour or so guests start piling in. Jaehyun can feel the throb of the bass of some commercial EDM through the floor of the 2nd floor. Jaehyun feels his head throb in time with the music, driving him nuts.
He grabs his bag in a haste and pulls out a ball consisting of his tangled earbuds. Fumbling with the wire, he manages to get it untangled with his thin fingers and plugs it into his phone, blasting Debussy’s Clair de Lune at the highest volume. The smooth melody of music calms him down and he sets back to work, feeling more energized and motivated.
When the clock strikes midnight, Jaehyun leaves his bedroom for a piss break and narrowly avoids a couple making out. Jaehyun assumes that was Yuta and Sicheng seeing the fiery red hair behind Sicheng’s brown-black mop, realizing that he’s probably going to have to go to the downstairs bathroom. He decides he’s better off just not going.
He can hold it.
20 minutes later Jaehyun regrets his decision. Passing the same bathroom again, Jaehyun hears rhythmic slams against the door. And a particularly loud moan that sounded like Ten, who was probably getting railed by Johnny. Again.
Okay.
Downstairs bathroom it is.
Jaehyun wanders through the mass of horny and drunk college students and makes it to the bathroom. Right as he reaches it, the toilet flushes and the door opens, revealing the sexiest human being Jaehyun has ever seen. Light pink hair and a face that made him look like a cherub. Although his attire says otherwise. The black fishnet under jeans that were probably holding on by threads and the sleeveless crop top hoodie said nothing about innocence. Being painfully shy, Jaehyun just does a crab shuffle into the bathroom as the sexy boy shoots him an odd look
He does his business and runs upstairs, skipping a whole 4 steps each time. Bless his long legs. Jaehyun was just rapidly typing on his laptop — consisting of just pure keyboard smash just to convince himself he’s working — earbuds plugged in at full volume when he gets a tap on his shoulder.
Now, Jaehyun would be used to these by now from the sheer amount of drunk people lurking into his room for a quick fuck but the nerves of seeing the same boy he basically embarrassed himself in front of him did nothing to ease the situation. He jolts and grips the cord of the earbuds, effectively pulling them out in one go. Looking up, Jaehyun sees said boy and starts panicking even harder.
“Hey.”
Hey? HEY? That’s all he has to say?? Jaehyun was dumbfounded and just stared at his face for a good 5 seconds. At least he had an excuse.
“Why are you here?”
Jaehyun almost laughs. “This is my room. The bathroom’s next door.”
Hot boy raises an eyebrow. “Yeah, I can see that, and I wasn’t looking for the bathroom. I meant, why aren’t you downstairs, You know, where the party is at.”
Jaehyun internally punches himself.
“Does it look like I talk to people for a living?” Jaehyun raises an eyebrow. “Also, why are you in my room,”
“I dunno... I was bored and a little drunk so I wanted to say hello for a little bit. My name’s Taeyong by the way.”
“Okay, Taeyong. If you don’t need anything else I think you should leave. I got something important to do.”
“Really? Not even an introduction back? And I thought you were cute.” Taeyong smirks and grabs a hold of Jaehyun’s cheek, pinching the flesh so hard it goes white.
“Me? Cute? Are you out of your mind?” Jaehyun grips Taeyong’s thin wrist and pulls it off his face, “I don’t do one-time things, sorry.”
“That’s fine, you’re so cute that I don’t even mind.”
Jaehyun gets up from his chair, pulling his arms above his head and stretching. The action causes his shirt to ride up and expose a sliver of his stomach, and Taeyong’s eyes flicker down and back up so quickly it wouldn’t even be noticeable.
“Well, Taeyong, since it looks like you’re not going to leave, care to join me on the roof?”
“Sure.”
Jaehyun opens his window on the second floor and grabs a hold of the roof, pushing himself up. He turns around to see Taeyong’s bubblegum pink hair poking out of the window. He grabs the boy and pulls him up.
Taeyong pulls a pack of cigarettes and lights one, placing it in his mouth and blowing out the smoke. Jaehyun makes a face.
“You smoke?”
“Yeah, only when I’m bored though.”
Jaehyun took this opportunity to admire the boy. His profile was unworldly. Sharp jawline and nose but softly curved shiny lips and big round eyes. His dangly earring swayed along with the breeze and the thin choker he had on twinkled in the moonlight. Jaehyun could see some spots where his natural roots were starting to grow back and a few blemishes on his forehead and that made him seem a little more human.
“You’re pretty.”
Taeyong abruptly turns his head to look at Jaehyun, dropping the hand that held the cigarette. Jaehyun flushes a bright pink and avoids his eyes. After a moment of silence, Taeyong parts his glossed lips and says,
“Oh really?”
Jaehyun didn’t know how to respond to that, so he didn’t. The internal panic increased when he takes notice of Taeyong.
‘Since when was he this close?’
Taeyong only draws nearer, his smirk increasing tenfold. Jaehyun almost goes cross-eyed at how hard he’s staring at Taeyong and he can smell his nicotine breath from how close he was. Right before Jaehyun thinks their noses were gonna touch, he was met with the cold breeze.
“Let’s go downstairs, where the fun is at. The night is still young.” Taeyong drawls, already slipping back into Jaehyun’s bedroom.
“Wha-” Jaehyun starts but shakes his head. He thinks he’s better off not thinking about it. He lets himself slip back into the bedroom and stares at Taeyong who was already at the door.
“You coming?” Taeyong raises a thick eyebrow. Jaehyun returns from his reverie and heads to the door. He sees the corner of Taeyongs mouth quirk up and it brings him a strange feeling of satisfaction.
Walking down the hall, Jaehyun finally finds his voice.
“It’s Jaehyun.”
“What?” Taeyong turns to look at him, eyebrows furrowed.
“My name, it’s Jaehyun.”
“Oh, I already knew that.” Taeyong slinks away from the door, the only thing that indicated his presence was a smushed cigarette and the scent of rosewater.