IMAGINE GETTING LOCKED IN A LIBRARY'S STORAGE ROOM WITH PARK SUNGHOON WITH NO LIGHT AND LITTLE TO NO SPACE
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Sunghoon’s on the schedule today.
Great.
Not great actually.
Terrible in fact, anxiety inducing, nerve wracking. It’s not his fault that you can’t handle more than a second of eye contact with him, cursing under your breath when you saw he’d be working in the library with you this semester, you purposely opted for library assistance to avoid human interaction. The rumor that no one wanted to work in the library for extra credits clearly proved false after the first time you ran into him and had no choice but to introduce yourself.
“Aren’t you in my computer science class?” He squinted, teeth poking out near the edges of his lip with a hint of smile. “Yeah yeah.. you usually sit up in front.”
You gulped, nodding slowly in astonishment that he even knew you existed. Couldn’t possibly be because your eyes drag up and down his body every time he enters the room, or because you make an effort to walk slower whenever you need to venture to the back of the classroom, subtly admiring his side profile lit up behind a computer screen.
“Oh, yeah, maybe.” You shrugged, pursing your lips together and quickly mapping out the library for a place to hide.
He’d made it hard from that day to avoid, even going as far as greeting you on his way to the last row of seats in your shared class.
“Annoying.” You mumble from behind a bookshelf on the second floor, peering down between an empty space to watch Sunghoon push a cart full of returns past groups of girls shooting heart eyes his way. He couldn’t be more oblivious, so nonchalant walking past all of them with his head held high, pausing to read the backs of a few books as he starts on his daily tasks.
“God he’s so attractive.” You whine quietly, glancing around to make sure the areas empty.
Annoyingly attractive is what he is, walking around so tall and long, skin icy white in stark contrast against his jet black hair, and that stupid sharp adorable smile.
“Excuse me?”
“Shit!” You jump, head knocking against the shelf you’d been leaned down inside of to peak from.
“Oh! I’m so sorry!” A small voice says shyly from behind you. One of the freshmans you recognize stands there pigeon-toed, biting on their nails. “You work here, right?”
“Yeah yeah..” you hiss, rubbing at your head. “Sorry, didn’t think anyone was up here.”
“Sorry for startling you, I’ve been looking for this book for the last hour.” She whispers, stepping forward with her phone outstretched to show you the school’s library website that lists its available to rent out. “I can’t seem to find it anywhere though.”
“Ah, I’ll have to check storage for that one, we haven’t put out the latest shipment yet. Give me a bit, I’ll bring it to the front counter.”
“Thank you so much!” She bounces happily, apologizing about your head before scurrying off.
It’s your fault for being a creep, spying on Sunghoon like that. Not your fault that he looked exceptionally good today, dressed in all black, hair styled to frame his defined jawline, pronouncing his cheekbones even more.
“Oh..” you stutter a bit, pausing at the storage room door. “What’re you doing in here?”
Sunghoon raises a well groomed eyebrow at you, pink lips tweaking up to one side. “Unboxing the shipment I didn’t get to last time I was here.”
“Oh, right, yeah..” nodding, you kick at the door stopper perched against the frame, head jerking up at the sight of him charging at you.
“No no no!” He sighs, hands thrown up as the door clicks shut. “The door—“
“Huh?” Turning back, you tug at the handle, jerking it only to find it won’t open.
“Yeah, the locks kind of,” he shrugs, running a hand through his hair causing a few long pieces to fall in front of his eyes. “Hard to jimmy it open, gets stuck really easily.”
“What?!” Panic shoots through your chest, glancing around the small closet sized room you’re now stuck in?? With Park Sunghoon of all people?!?!
“Guessing you don’t have your phone on you either.” He says lamely, leaning back against a shelf. “What’d you come in here for anyway?”
Groaning, you pat at your skirt lacking any pockets, avoiding his gaze clearly moving up and down your body. “Girl out there,” you wave off. “Needed some new book.”
“You probably hate this.” Laughing under his breath, he slouches against the shelf, fidgeting with his hands.
“What?”
“Being stuck in here with me.” Sunghoon’s gaze drags up slowly to find yours, chin tilted down. “You tend to avoid me whenever we’re scheduled together.”
“What? No I don’t.” You pretend to laugh, shoving your back to the door silently wishing for it to jerk open somehow.
He shrugs, head dropping back with his gaze still lowered to watch you. “Did I do something to make you dislike me?”
“I think you’re just—” you can feel the words tumbling out, nearly slurring the more your palms begin to sweat and heat stirs through your gut. “Paranoid.”
Pushing off from the shelf, he strides forward slowly, only a few long steps to end up right in front of you. “Am I making you nervous?”
“Hah—“ swallowing around thick wads of saliva pooling around your tongue, you shake, reaching for the door handle to twist behind your back. Sunghoon closes the space between you, hand finding yours to stop your movement, clasping long fingers on top of yours.
“I think,” he whispers, face lowered closer to yours, lips close enough to trace them with your tongue. “I had you all wrong.”
“Wh-what are you going on about?” You stammer, attempting to slip your hand out of his, only forced to hold onto the handle as he tightens on top of your grip.
“You like me.” Sunghoon grins, licking across the top rows of his teeth. “I would have never guessed..”
“I—“ with a trembling bottom lip, you take a deep breath, head rolling against the door. Gaze flickering across his pretty features from this up close, somehow still illuminated in this dimly lit room. “I don’t—“
“Maybe just a little bit?” His free hand finds your waist, smirk growing larger.
“A little bit.” You mumble, shocked to hear yourself admit it, even more surprised as he dips in closer and his arm slides behind your waist, pulling your stomach flush to his. The hand covering yours slips down, intertwining your fingers together.
“Can I kiss you?” He breathes out across your lips, remnants of winter fresh mint tingling with the question. Nodding rapidly, you lunge for his mouth first, throwing your arm around his shoulders to allow your legs to go limp, knees buckling upon crashing your lips together.
He kisses feverishly, nipping at your bottom lip for entrance, parting through with the long tip of his tongue expertly passing along yours. Seconds escalate to minutes, rocking your hips against his the more heated your kiss turns, freeing your hand from his to grip a chunk of his hair.
Sunghoon gasps, pulling back to suck down deep breaths with swollen pink lips tantalizing you. “We could have been doing that all of this time..” he chuckles, eyes darting down to your equally pouty mouth. He drags kisses down your jawline, sucking against your chin, murmuring quietly. “Wanna kiss you all over.”
Nudging a knee between your thighs, he arches an eyebrow, asking without asking. Nodding eagerly, you let go of his hair as he slinks down onto his knees and hot palms drag up your thighs right as you reach for the doorknob again.
It clicks under your hand, unlocking. Peering to your side fast, you close it back into place as Sunghoon’s lips start to work up your inner thighs, nibbling and sucking between the trail of kisses searing against your skin.
Getting locked together in the storage room doesn’t seem so bad now.
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