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The V Week Spy

🌙 staring. Jaehyun x afab!Reader I ft. Haechan, Jungwoo, Jeno & Johnny

🔮 synopsis. Every year, seven days before Valentines day, sororities and frats are paired together, and eligible himbos, hoes, bimbos and fuckboys alike volunteer to be raffled for a chance to become the year’s V Week Spy. V Week is open season, with outings and parties tailored to be the perfect excuse for sexscapades, with the knowledge than 1 boy and 1 girl are undercover, grading sexual performances. Once the week is over, at the annual Valentines Day Party, the evaluations are presented- It’s a bad time to be unsure about someone’s feelings towards you, and an even worse time to fall in love.

cw/ tw. multiple smut scenes, fingering, oral (f receiving), mentions of mirror kink, lots of sexual implications, dry humping, boob worship, corruption kink, dacryphilia, service dom, dirty talk, praise, dom/sub themes, ‘service dom’, thigh riding, unprotected sex, etc…

👹 rating. 18+ explicit I wc. 20.1k

🍭 aus. frat au, forestry major Jaehyun, Valentines Day theme, (please note, this is not part of my official frat universe)

☀️ mlist + an. This fic takes place over the span of a 7 day countdown to Valentines day, each day ends with a scoreboard to keep track of the Spys, please note: in fic characters do not see the scoreboard until the reveal on the 14th, and all girl names on board are default Korean to keep up with the male names being that of Korean kpop idols :)

Feb 7th, Saturday, seven days till V day

“Thank you all for gathering,” frat president Lee Taeyong says, following his yearly script off of a cue card he’s holding awkwardly in his hands. “As per tradition, I will be reading out the V Week rules, which are as follows. V week starts every year on February seventh, and goes to Valentines day on the fourteenth. On February seventh, which is today, an outside party hired by the Greek System will conduct a pairing ceremony, pulling a sorority name, followed by a frat name, out of two different hats. Once a frat and sorority are paired, each house will have a secret choosing ceremony to identify a V Week Spy. The point of V Week is for the paired frat and sorority to have as much no-strings-attached sex as they want, and participate in a number of V Week events such as our Luncheon tomorrow and movie nights. The V Week Spy’s job is to secretly be evaluating people on their sexual performance, and hit a target of at least five evaluations within the week without getting caught. Then, at the Valentines Day party, the evaluation scores will be revealed. Remember, the more people you sleep with, the better chances you have of getting on ‘The V Week Evaluation List’- so this is a reminder to play V Week according to your preferences. The Greek System holds no responsibility over any hurt feelings or STI’s that may be spread during this week, however, protected sex and pre planned STI checks are recommended.”

The room lets out a chuckle and Taeyong sighs. No one ever does the STI tests, however there hasn’t been a sti incident during V Week in ages, and the case of chlamydia that swept over the entire Exo house three years ago still incurs nightmares.

“Now if we all look at the tv, the picking ceremony will be underway shortly.” Taeyong finishes his cue card and lets out a sigh of relief.

The live recording on the screen shows two people in masks, an anonymity measure, getting set up with the bowls holding the names of the university’s 6 frats and 6 sororities.

“Who do you think we’ll be paired up with this year?” Mark asks, picking up conversation with the two men next to him while they wait.

The eldest of the three, Mark’s frat ‘Big brother’, a Business major named Johnny, scoffs. “You don’t even participate in V Week, so what does it matter?”

“Hey! I participate a little!” Mark insists. “I participated three times last year!”

This earns a laugh from his friends, and Jaehyun runs a hand through his hair while shaking his head.

“Look, as someone who doesn’t want my name on the Spy Evaluation List at the end of the week, I just think it would be hypocritical of me to put my name in the hat to be the spy.”

“It’s always interesting to see who participates,” Johnny muses, “and to what extent.”

All their eyes go to their friend, who is sporting his usual February 7th, V Week kick off shirt. It’s custom made, with an image of his own face on it, and it reads: ‘I’m Hyuck and I like to Fuck.’

“Hey, is y/n participating this year?” Johnny nudges Mark with his shoulder, and the Canadian’s fingers tighten on his phone.

He’d just been texting you about this.

“She did last year, didn’t she?” Jaehyun asks.

“She did-” Mark sighs.

“I tried so hard to win her over last year,” Johnny groans, head falling back against the couch so he can look at the ceiling for a moment, reminiscing about how beautiful you’d looked for the entirety of V Week the February previous. “But she just- fuck, I’d love to corrupt her-”

“She does participate in V Week,” Mark reminds his friends, “she just… mostly sticks to people that aren’t-” Mark sighs, closing his mouth and shaking his head.

“Go on Mark,” Johnny prompts, “finish your sentence. She mostly sticks to people that aren’t what?”

“I can’t just-”

“Maybe it would be easier if you told us who she’s hooked up with, and we can gauge the difference ourselves?”

Mark groans. “That would not be easier.”

“Maybe it doesn’t even matter.” Jaehyun sighs, shifting in his seat as his eyes go to the tv, where it looks like pairing is about to begin. “We were paired with Y/N’s sorority last year, we probably won’t be again. Back to back years just don't happen.”

Johnny rolls his eyes. “And there’s never been one person picked for spy two years in a row, but I still threw my name in the hat.”

“Okay everyone,” Taeyong’s voice interrupts the trio’s chat, “they’re about to start pulling names, so please turn off your phones. While it doesn’t matter so much for this initial house name draw, when we pick our spy afterwards, they have to be kept secret. Any frat member that leaks the spy’s identity to anyone outside of this house will be punished.”

“Punished how?” a pledge, Shotaro, asks in a quiet voice.

“Just-” Taeyong blanks, as no one has ever leaked (or even caught) a spy, as that’s not truly what the game is about, “just don’t do it.”

You stare at the screen in shock, and then your hand goes to your phone- eager to text your best friend, Mark, to rave about how crazy it is that your houses have been paired two years in a row- but you’re reminded of the no phone policy. Besides, you’ll be seeing Mark, and the rest of his frat, at the V week Luncheon tomorrow now that you’re paired, so you can talk to him then.

“Wait, we still have our NCT Frat board from last year, don’t we?” one of your sorority sisters asks.

“Ooh! We do!” another squeals, “I’ll go get it!”

You still can’t believe that after V Week last year, your house got together for a slumber party and made your own Master Doc Evaluation List for NCT- it had felt a little… intrusive at the time, but other people in the Greek System are always quick to remind you that if you don’t want your name on a sex list, to just skip V week, and anyone who participates has agreed to evaluation, which, you suppose, is fair.

Besides, many frat guys live for V Week, ‘studying’ by watching porn and trying techniques out with fuck buddies before evaluation so they can go into it expecting flying colours.

Your sorority sister returns with the nct evaluation board, and your president, Rose, moves to pull a spy name from the bowl in front of her.

The air is still, and people hold their breaths, something you’ve always found funny. This whole V Week tradition is funny, because people act like it’s all about the game- when, it’s truly just about a week of no strings attached fun. No one ever bothers to find the spy, and being the spy just means you’re held to a 5 person quota- but for some reason, everyone always wants to be the Spy.

While you avoided putting your name in as spy last year, this year, you’d thought fuck it. If all your friends place value on being the spy, on the ‘power’ that comes with knowing you’re evaluating the person you’re sleeping with and they’re (probably) not evaluating you in the same way-

It’s an interesting idea. But you doubt your name will be pulled, so you haven’t truly given it much thought.

You’re more than happy to just have fun with your usual roster of NCT hookups, and while it’s possible any of them could be the spy, you’re close enough with them to know that they’d respect your wish to Not end up on the Evaluation List.

The sound of your name pulls you from your thoughts on which NCT frat boys you’ll be sleeping with this year- and all of the sudden, your roster is exactly what everyone wants to know.

“Y/N! You’re this year’s spy!” Rose’s voice makes everyone quiet, and she motions to the board. “You got four, last year, right?”

You nod, completely shocked by the turn of events.

“You had… Hyuck for sure,” she pauses, “Jeno-”

“Yang Yang and Jungwoo.” You finish the list, nodding as your eyes scan the board, taking in the information written there.

Donghyuck : tongue!!! 10/10

Jungwoo : lips 9/10

Jeno : sheer power?!? 8/10

YangYang : big talk, less follow through 6/10

“So you’ll definitely be wanting Haechan then.” Rose nods to herself, and you watch her open the binder in her arms, which holds a calendar. “Are you thinking about scheduling everything now? Or do you want to take it day by day?”

You consider her question. “I think- I don't want a schedule. That feels too rigid. I might just go to all the events and see what happens.”

Rose nods again, as the Spy, you get to choose how you want to play the game. Then she looks around, speaking her next words clearly; “A reminder to everyone that as Spy, Y/N gets first dibs this week, but try not to be too suspicious or make it obvious, please.”

“Who are you considering though?” one of your friends asks. “Outside of the four from last year.”

“Uh…” You’d kind of forgotten that you’d need to - at the very least - add one more person to your roster, and that would be going off the assumption that you’re going to have a 100% success rate with your usual four.

“For top rated lays in NCT we have Johnny, Jaehyun and Yuta,” Rose points out, and your eyes go to their notes.

Yuta : rated PORN - not messing around but not for beginners 10/10

Johnny : BIG DICK AND FUCKS 10/10 - Last Year’s V Week Spy

Jaehyun : birthday boy sex god 10/10

Mark : you gotta try him 10/10

“I know you don’t want to end up on the Evaluation list yourself- and John will probably be safe,” Rose muses, “no one has ever been Spy two years in a row.”

“That’s true,” you cock your head, continuing to look at the board. Mark and his 10/10 score stare up at you. He hates the idea of being on the V Week List presented at the Valentine’s day Party, and managed to avoid it last year like you did… only to have his info still written up in secrecy.

You’d told Mark about the evaluation board your sorority had made, and he’d been fine with it, because, as he pointed out, it’s something you made while at a slumber party. It wasn’t a list made to be presented to an entire room full of people like the V Week lists, which always reveal some form of hierarchy in terms of skills, and can be awfully biased.

Even though Mark had scored a 10/10 from all three of the sorority sisters he’d slept with last year, your best friend is simply not the kind of person who wants his capabilities broadcasted, especially when it might put down one of his guy friends who could potentially score lower than him.

A brunette near you tosses out a suggestion, “Would Mark work?”

“No,” you say immediately. “He’s just my friend.”

“Perfect! So you won’t be hogging him at the luncheon tomorrow.”

You laugh. It’s hilarious to you that your sweet, soft, clumsy best friend is like catnip to sorority girls.

“How about Jaehyun?” someone else asks.

You’ve never been put on the spot like this in front of your whole sorority, but you suppose you shouldn’t be shocked that not everyone knows your dating history and preferences.

You’ve always considered yourself a bit of a baby. You’d allowed a man to try to dom you, and he’d royally messed up, coming in with all the looks of a good, mature dom daddy, but none of the follow through. You crave being taken care of, of having an older guy who treats you like his world and destroys your pussy for extra measure-

With all this in mind, you’re extremely interested in Jaehyun. He’s everything you’ve been looking for.

He’s been nothing but kind and gentle from the few interactions with him that you’ve had.

He’s smart, majoring in both forestry and international relations.

He’s obviously a dom- watching him interact with anyone for five minutes would clue you into that-

You’re reminded, as you constantly are, of something Rose says every year: “An unofficial sorority rule of thumb is, during V Week, don’t sleep with someone you have feelings for, or someone that could potentially have big feelings for you, because it never ends well.”

You know how easy it would be to catch feelings for Jeong Jaehyun, which is why you keep your distance. And you know you have a weak spot for doms, so during V Week, you mostly go for men you’d consider ‘non threats’, meaning, they simply don’t have the aggressive dom energy that you know you’d become whipped for.

It keeps this whole thing ‘safe’.

No need to worry about strings suddenly being attached when you’re careful to remove any and all possible strings to begin with.

Final Scoreboard for Saturday, Feb 7th

Boys team: 1

8/10 Yeji Kim

Girls team: 0

Feb 8, Sunday : six days until V day

“Fuck off!” Yuta groans, dodging Haechan for the third time since entering the communal bathroom to adjust his hair in the mirror before V Week’s kick starter luncheon.

“But I just want one of them!” Haechan groans loudly, and when he lurches at Yuta again, Yuta’s ability to sidestep sends Haechan barrelling into Jaehyun, who has been doing his best to mind his own business while also fixing his hair, albeit for different reasons than his friends.

“Yuta!” a new voice sounds from the hallway outside.

“Now what?” The man from Japan sighs as the door to the bathroom is thrown open and Doyoung barges in, skin red with anger.

“Did you seriously post this on your snapchat!?” Doyoung yells, thrusting his phone at Yuta’s face to present the picture in question.

The screen displays the same photo Haechan had been going on about when he’d arrived in the bathroom just minutes before Doyoung. It’s an image of Yuta’s extensive sex toy collection with the caption ‘the fuck doctor is in. Door will be unlocked 24/7 for V Week ;)’

“Correct,” Yuta nods, “I did post that on my snapchat.”

Doyoung’s jaw drops and he blinks, flabbergasted at the open, unabashed response. “So- so you just tell everyone that your door is unlocked-”

“It’s V Week,” Yuta shrugs.

Doyoung is completely exacerbated now, shoving his phone back into his pocket as he screams, “You have a roommate!”

This is a fact that many, many of the frat members tend to forget about during V Week.

“I know.” Yuta nods. “And I just spent three months setting Taeil up with a girlfriend, with the agreement that if I was successful, I could have the room for the whole week.”

“I can’t believe you.” Doyoung hides his face behind his hands, slumping back against the bathroom wall in defeat.

“It’s not my fault your roommate won’t get you a girlfriend as a bribe to use the room for V Week.” Yuta says simply.

“This whole thing is crazy!” Doyoung throws his hands up into the air, standing straight again, eyes wide and as wild as ever. “This whole game- you just made it easy for the sorority spy to use you as one of her five evaluations!”

“I hope she does, whoever it is.” Yuta grins, getting some water onto his hands so he can run his fingers through his snow white, bleached anime hair. “I have a new toy that I’ve been saving just for V Week.”

“It doesn’t even make sense that you can use toys!” Doyoung says loudly, eyes darting to Jaehyun and Haechan as if he’s looking for support on the matter. “Of course you’ll score higher if you use a vibrator-”

“Which is why,” Haechan steps close to Yuta again, pouting out his lip just slightly, “I just want one of your special vibrators from Japan. I’ll even take the one with a chord. You don’t need the cord free and the cord attached-”

“I told you no,” Yuta states.

“But-”

“Are either of you even going to try to figure out who the sorority spy is?” Doyoung asks.

Everyone laughs.

Jaehyun is done with his hair, and he turns away from the mirror, leaning his back against the wall so he can watch his friends talk.

“I don’t understand why we play this stupid game every year, if every year no one even bothers to find the spy!” Doyoung says, a line Jaehyun has heard come out of his mouth a few times now over the years. “If we know the sorority Spy has to evaluate five of us, we could just all hold out and find which sorority girl is the most needy, shut her out, and we could win V Week!”

“You’re missing the entire point of the game,” Haechan scoffs. “You don’t win by finding the spy. You win by getting as much pussy as possible.”

“But they could be evaluating you-”

“It’s only something to worry about if you’re not confident in your abilities.” Haechan, aka Hyuck, the young, notorious V Week contender crosses his arms over his chest, cocking a brow. “Are you confident in your abilities, Doyoung?”

The man in question scoffs, making a face, then he looks at Jaehyun and Yuta, who are waiting for a response as well- and he cracks, shaking his head, “you know what?” He turns to leave the bathroom, “I hope you all get chlamydia.”

“Mark!” You grab onto your friend’s hand, offering a small apology to his ‘Big’, Johnny, before you dart away with your frat bestie in tow.

It’s a nice day, considering the fact that it’s February, and the luncheon is taking place behind the NCT frat, where there’s ample greenspace. Frat boys and sorority girls are scattered across the lawn talking, some are eating by a makeshift buffet table, and others are playing outdoor games like bean bag toss.

It’s not hard to get Mark alone, standing off to the side of the green space, and the moment you do, you both start talking.

“Can you believe our houses got matched again?” he asks, repeating the words he’d said to you last night when you called him briefly before going to sleep. “I honestly can’t stop thinking about the odds-”

“The odds-” you nod, mind shifting to what the odds had been for your name being pulled as Spy. “Mark?”

“Yeah?” He furrows his brows to show you he’s paying extra attention, having noted your tone change.

“You’re my best friend, right?”

“Yeah?”

“Last year… you warned me about Johnny being the spy so I wouldn’t ‘fall into his trap’ and get rated on the V Week Evaluation List, so this year- well-”

“I can’t tell you who it is again,” Mark interjects, rubbing the back of his neck anxiously, “so please don’t ask me to.”

“I wasn’t-” you frown, “I was going to tell you that this year,” you lean in closer to him, lowering your voice, “I’m the spy.”

“Oh,” he says, expression deepening. “Oh!” His eyes widen. “Oh? So- so what’s your plan?- Holy shit- you?”

“Keep your voice down!” you urge, casting a quick glance around to make sure no one can overhear you both.

“Look,” Mark swallows thickly, “I can’t tell you who NCT’s spy is like I did last time, but I can tell you- if you don’t go older than you slept with last year, you won’t end up on V Week Evaluation, okay?”

You study your best friend, wheels turning in your mind. “Okay, so I can go for the four I did last year, and then I just need one more- but who is younger than Jungwoo?”

“Other than Hyuck, Yang Yang and Jeno?”

“Yeah.”

“Well,” Mark cocks his head, thinking about it. “Right under him in age, technically, is Lucas, but we both know you can’t really go for him because he thinks he’s in love with you.”

“He doesn’t even know me,” you sigh.

“I’ve tried telling him that,” Mark nods. “Honestly, looking at who’s left- most of them are people you’re friends with. I know you don’t want to sleep with Jaemin, Chenle, Renjun or Jisung- there’s Hendery and Xiaojun but they’re not your type either- Shotaro and Sungchan are new so maybe one of them-”

You shake your head.

“Why did you put your name in the hat if you only want to sleep with four people?” Mark laughs.

“Because I didn't think I would be pulled!”

“But why put your name in the hat in the first place?”

“Because-” you sigh, “because I'm a whore.”

Your friend laughs again. “You literally spend all your time studying for school and hanging out with friends, V Week was the one week last year where you actually let loose a little because of the no strings thing-”

“The no strings thing is good because I know I'm not going to leave someone desperately in love with me after a night that, to me, is just fun.”

“Right, because every man that sleeps with you becomes desperately in love with you.” Mark rolls his eyes.

“Lucas did!” you insist. “And all it took was sitting on his lap for a five minute car ride to the football game because there were no extra seats!”

Mark smiles fondly at you. “For someone who doesn’t live the fuck boy lifestyle of actually getting laid frequently, you sure do sound an awful lot like the fuck boys you spend V Week with.”

“And that’s why I like Hyuck and Yang Yang,” you point out, “because I know they feel the same way I do about V Week: completely no strings attached. Jeno and Jungwoo work because they also understand the no strings, they’re more romantic in many ways, but I know it’s because that’s who they are, not because they’re trying to build something with me- does that make sense?”

“It does.” Mark nods. “V Week is the one week a year that Frats and Sororities truly get to just be horny for the sake of being horny. Now if only people didn’t stay single all year just for V Week-”

“It’s not as easy for some of us to just find a significant other, Mark Lee,” you remind him whilst jabbing a finger at his chest. He’s never had any trouble finding a date or a girlfriend.

“Well maybe if you actually came to frat parties throughout the year with more frequency, and tried to talk to more people - other than just showing up during V Week - you’d have some success.”

“But- but then I’d have to-”

“Be vulnerable,” Mark sighs. “I know how much you hate that.”

While you’ve been talking, more people have been arriving onto the greenspace, and a group of three of your sorority sisters have been eying Mark for over two minutes. You’re kind of grateful when one finally pulls away from her trio to approach you and Mark, happy that your friend will be in good hands.

The girl who comes to chat with Mark is the brunette who had asked you about him last night, and after a brief bit of smalltalk, you excuse yourself, allowing Mark to get his V Week started, while you go out on the prowl for your own.

Jungwoo is always easy to spot, as is his tall roommate, and it’s Jaehyun who makes you wonder if heading over to chat is a good idea.

He makes you so nervous sometimes-

People who are pretty - in the way that Jeong Jaehyun is - are always intimidating, but to approach both him and Jungwoo during V Week-

For a moment you consider what a threesome might be like, only to drag yourself away from the image. You can’t afford to think like that- you can’t afford to consider Jaehyun this week, for so many reasons.

You decide to head to the buffet table to grab a drink, and you’re pouring fruit punch into a red cup when someone comes to stand next to you.

“Is the punch any good?” Jaehyun asks, voice smooth, nonchalant.

“Let me check,” you respond, taking a quick sip. The taste of alcohol washes over your tongue and you crinkle your nose slightly. “I think maybe a few too many people decided to spike this- you can’t taste the fruit punch at all.”

The man next to you chuckles. “Do you want your drink? Or should I take care of it for you?”

“It’s all yours.” You hold the cup out for Jaehyun, and you fight the shiver that runs up your spine when his fingers briefly ghost past yours.

The gorgeous man takes a gulp of the drink, and you search your brain for something to say to him- but he’s so pretty when he wipes his hand across the back of his mouth-

Then he’s speaking, and you tear your gaze from his mouth, forcing it up to meet his eyes. “What are you up to this week?”

You stare at him, mind drawing a blank yet again- is he asking you specifically about V Week plans? V Week is always kind of odd for interactions, everyone sussing each other out- You and Jaehyun are both obviously participating this week, and while some people go about V Week by creating a calendar that they fill in with names of people they want to fuck, you don’t think Jaehyun’s the type to do that-

“Other than V Week, I mean.” Jaehyun clarifies, running a hand through his fluffy, brown hair and offering you a shy smile, his dimples all pretty and on display-

“Well,” you avert your eyes and let out a sigh of relief- you can definitely talk about your school schedule. “I have a project for my photography class, and I was thinking of going into the forest tomorrow to see what the light is like in the trees.”

“Oh yeah?” Jaehyun smiles. “Any particular trails?”

“Honestly, I’m ashamed to say I haven’t even looked at the trail map-” you pause, “wait, you’re in forestry right?”

He nods, taking another sip of his drink, eying you over the rim.

“So you’ve been in the forest?”

This time he lets out a small chuckle, then an “uh huh.”

“Well then you must know some good trails!”

“It depends on what you’re looking to photograph,” Jaehyun tells you. “For just trees, you could do ElderGrove Trail, it will take you to some of the oldest deciduous’s in the forest. But-” he flashes you a soft smile, “if you wanted some pretty water pictures, there’s Pineview- or if rock faces are what you’re interested in-”

“It’s me! I’m the spy!” someone screams loudly, and you can’t help but pull your attention away from Jaehyun to focus on Haechan, who has come running out of the frat house in a green combat outfit, a large, automatic airsoft gun in his hands.

“Oh no-” you whisper, but it’s too late, Haechan does exactly what you feared he would do: he begins shooting his friends.

He gets Johnny first, and you watch the massive man jolt from the impact of the small plastic pellet hitting his back.

Then Haechan goes for Yuta, screaming; “Keep your Japanese vibrators, everyone here knows I don’t need them!” before he shoots the white haired man in the arm.

The cherry on the top of the pie, however, is when Haechan shoots Doyoung, who you’re honestly kind of shocked to see flirting with one of your friends- but the moment the pellet hits Doyoung - in the neck of all places - the elder man throws his red cup onto the ground and takes off after Haechan.

You watch the two of them head back into the frat house, your part time fuck buddy laughing maniacally the whole way, before turing to Jaehyun again. “So he’s the spy this year, huh?” you ask jokingly.

Jaehyun lets out a sigh. “Kid just wanted an excuse to bring his favorite toy outside to play with.”

You detect a hint of malice in his tone, but then Jaehyun lets out another breath, and the happy smile returns a moment later, along with a nice floofing of his hair with a pretty, ring clad hand.

“Thank you for the suggestions on trails, by the way,” you say, remembering what you’d been talking about before Haechan had captured your attention.

“Don’t mention it.”

You turn and look to the frat again. “I should probably go make sure Doyoung hasn’t killed him- but, I’ll see you around?”

Jaehyun nods, putting his hands into the pockets of his dress pants.

It’s hard to leave him, but you have a job to do, and it’s Haechan.

You head into the frat house through the side door Doyoung and Haechan had entered, and you follow a short hallway to the living room just beyond.

The first thing you see when you step into the space is Haechan- and then your eyes find Doyoung. He’s pinned under the younger man, who is seated on Doyoung’s chest, using his legs to pin Doyoung’s arms at his sides.

“Look, I said I was sorry!” Haechan states, and it only proves to enrage Doyoung even more.

“Then get off of me!” the pinned man bellows, thrashing wildly.

“Say you’re sorry for breaking my airsoft gun.”

“No.”

Haechan crosses his arms over his chest. “Then I'm not getting off of you.”

“How’s the spy supposed to shoot if you broke his gun?” you ask, voice obviously shocking the two men, who practically jump before their wild eyes lock onto you.

“He’s not the-” Doyoung begins, only to be cut off by Haechan.

“This spy always keeps a spare baby, if you want to be shot full of my load, you just gotta ask.”

Doyoung groans loudly and starts writhing beneath Haechan, who is more than happy to stand up, turning his full attention to you.

“So how about it, gorgeous? Gonna let me fill you up?”

“Oh my god!” Doyoung screeches, standing up in record speed and throwing his hands over his ears while running from the living room.

“I’ll let you fill me up,” you say quietly to Haechan, grabbing him by his belt and pulling him closer, “but stop talking about being the spy, we both know I'm not here to be evaluated,” but you are.

“I'm not the spy, but that’s a good thing, because that means I get to have you two years in a row,” Haechan grins, a hand reaching up, fingers wrapping around your neck and lower jaw while his thumb strokes your skin.

“You’re a lucky guy.”

“Meh, I'm average, but I'm about to get lucky.”

“Then let’s not keep you waiting,” you practically pur, meeting his gaze with the best bedroom eyes you can muster.

Haechan kisses you suddenly, fingers tightening around your neck while his soft lips press against your own. He takes your breath away- but he pulls back too soon.

The man’s hands find your hips, and he turns your body around, applying pressure to your back that sends you forward, towards the stairs leading to the second floor where his room is.

“So how do you want it this year, little girl?”

“Not like that,” you answer immediately.

“No?” A pat to your ass makes your skin tingle, “are you sure you don’t want to be daddy’s little girl this year?”

“Completely.”

“So… should I be mommy’s little boy?”

“Haechan-” you groan, stopping on the first landing of the stairs to turn and look down at the frat guy you’ve chosen to be the first of five V Week fucks.

“Yeah, I know,” he follows you up the step, and now you have to lift your eyes to meet his, “I’m just playing with you.” His hands find the wall on either side of your head and he closes you in. “Trust me kitten, I know I scored a 10 last year, but this year I'm going for even higher.”

“What makes you think I'm the spy?” you ask, feeling your skin flush with heat at how close he is to you, and how pretty his soft brown eyes are-

“I don’t think you’re the spy,” he clarifies, leaning in and bringing his lips to your ear, breath fanning over your skin and earning goosebumps, “but, I might as well blow your brains out right?” He presses a kiss to your throat, tongue darting out to taste your skin-

You duck under Haechan’s arm, lurching up the stairs and leaving him dumbfounded- but a moment later, you hear him barrelling after you, heavy footfalls muffled by the shitty, stained, carpet flooring of the stairwell.

You reach Haechan’s room, beginning to open the door- and that’s when he catches you, body slamming into your back with enough force to send you both stumbling into the space beyond.

Your foot catches on a piece of the carpet that’s lifted from a time when Haechan’s roommate, your best friend, had dropped his first joint on the area and in his high haste to fix the problem- had made it irreparably damaged. This isn’t the first time you’ve tripped on this spot, nor will it be the last, and you brace your fall with adept hands, quickly rolling onto your back to look up at Haechan, who’s grabbed onto the door to steady himself and is now gazing down at you with hungry eyes.

He shuts the door quickly. “I’m tempted to not lock this, and let Mark walk in on us-” Haechan tells you, eyes moving up and down your form, then his skilled fingers flick the lock in place, “better not- if this is the one night of the year I get to fuck you, I’m not sharing.”

Haechan’s on top of you a moment later, lips attacking yours while he adjusts one of your legs on his hip, grinding down against you.

You’d worn a dress to the luncheon, as many of your sorority sisters had, and it makes Haechan’s access to your pussy incredibly easy- within seconds he’s shoving a hand down your panties, fingers dragging across your slit to collect your wetness before he rubs at your clit.

“So fucking wet already,” Haechan growls, turning his kisses to your neck.

You let out a groan, closing your eyes and enjoying the sensation of one of his digits entering you, only to pull out and reenter you doubled, crooking up expertly. “There, right?” Haechan smirks against your neck when you let out a whine- he’s always able to find your G spot in record time-

“How fast do you think I can make you cum?” Haechan asks, and you don’t even get to answer because he smashes his lips to yours and picks up the pace with his fingers, tearing an orgasm out of you in - as always - record time.

“Fuck- that was so hot-” Haechan groans when he pulls his digits out of your core, sitting up on his knees and licking his fingers clean, “and you taste so good-”

You grab at Haechan’s belt, undoing it, and he laughs, removing his shirt. “Eager to get me naked huh?” he teases.

“You promised to fill me up-”

“And I will,” Haechan tuts, knocking your hands away just as you’re about to pull his pants down, “but not until I make you cum again, on my tongue this time.”

“Haechan-” you whine, reaching for his cock again, squeezing it through his pants before he’s able to stop you.

He lets out a groan, but still pushes your hands away for a second time. “Nothing’s going to stop me from having my dinner-” he tells you, pushing your knees open, gazing down at your panties, which are still covering your core, and sticking to you uncomfortably.

“So what are you waiting for?”

“Deciding if I should unwrap my pretty little present or not.”

“It’s V Week, not Christmas Haechan,” you laugh.

“You’re right, it’s V Week, which is like seven Christmases,” Haechan agrees. “I want present now.”

He gets on the floor between your legs, dragging you across the carpet towards his awaiting mouth, and you giggle at the slight burn of the fabric against your ass. But the laughter turns into a moan when he presses his tongue against your panties, hot breath teasing you without the actual pay off-

You grip Haechan’s hair, resting your head against the floor and looking up at the ceiling- only to notice “A mirror?!” you ask in shock, Mark had definitely not mentioned this-

“Installed it this morning,” Haechan says, hooking a finger in your panties and dragging them to the side, tongue flicking at your clit once, twice- “when I’m done with you here, I’ll take you to the bed, which is directly below the new mirror, and you can see how much fun it is.”

“Right- because i definitely want a view of-” you groan when his tongue pushes into your heat, “a view of your ass while you fuck me-”

“Everyone wants a view of my ass,” Haechan nips at your inner thigh, “but the view i was talking about-” another sloppy kiss to your skin, breath fanning over your pussy when he switches from one leg to the other, “is the one where you ride me, and then your tits will looks so fucking good-”

He groans, diving into your entrance again with his tongue, licking and sucking on your clit like his life depends on it.

You begin to feel your orgasm rise again, and let out a contented sigh, “what a great way to kick off V Week.”

Haechan laughs against your pussy, pulling his mouth away from you to allow two fingers to slip into your core again, “baby, I kicked mine off last night.”

“Fucking menace,” you giggle, only to have a moan tumble past your lips when Haechan adjusts the speed and angle of his digits, your grip on his hair tightening.

“I gotta be sharp for the spy,” he tells you, pressing a kiss to your clit, “gotta get that number one spot.” Then he suctions his lips around your sensitive nub, pulling it into his mouth and flicking at it with a deft tongue that has you cumming around his fingers for a second time.

‘Maybe I'm being hasty,’ you think to yourself as Haechan works you through the toe curling orgasm, ‘but if you keep this shit up, Hyuck, you’ll be number one for sure.’

Final scoreboard for Sunday, Feb 8th

Boys team: 2

8/10 Kim Yeji

9/10 Park Hajoon

Girls team: 1

9/10 Lee Donghyuck

Feb 9, Monday : Five days until V day

While Jaehyun walks home after classes, he finds himself wishing he’d manned up at the Luncheon and offered to give you some company on your forest walk. All day, it’s been on his mind- you’ve been on his mind.

The forestry major knows he probably shouldn’t have talked to you yesterday- he’s toeing the line as it is, chatting with you during V Week- but you’re hardly around otherwise, so what’s he supposed to do? Not take advantage of the one week he knows you’ll be frequenting the frat?

It’s a catch 22 for the man who has been crushing on you officially since the Halloween Party last year, where you’d shown up to be Thing 2 to Mark’s Thing 1. It had been so endearing- Jaehyun was used to girls using Halloween as an excuse to dress in cute lingerie and purr at him, but you didn’t even pay him the time of day. You’d been so preoccupied with Mark, who had been as drunk as Jaehyun had ever seen him, and Jaehyun would be lying if he said he hadn’t known - the moment you stopped a fight between Haechan and Mark over spilt ‘Purple Drank’ on their bedroom’s carpet floor - that he wanted you to be his. He’d wanted you long before this too, but something had solidified it for him that Halloween night-

And he’d intended to make it happen the next time you came to a frat party- only to find himself waiting 2 months before you showed your face again. And just like the first time, he’d never managed to get you alone.

It always seems to be that way- you come around the Frat house so rarely, that whenever you do, Jaehyun always has to practically fight off other men for your attention.

The slight possibility of bumping into you on the trails and getting you alone is what spurs Jaehyun on, and he finds himself walking right past his home, following the street until he reaches the tree line of the forest that surrounds your university on two sides.

He knows he’s probably being crazy thinking he’ll bump into you- but when he reaches the trailhead, and his body lets out a sigh of relief, Jaehyun realizes that even if he doesn’t see you, being surrounded by trees, standing like sentinels, gives him a much needed sense of relief.

His mind quiets when he enters the forest, and he allows the sounds to engulf him. A bird sings loudly somewhere on his right, and a snapping of twigs above him leads to Jaehyun watching two squirrels chase each other for a short time while he treks along the path.

So consumed in the beauty of the trees, Jaehyun almost doesn’t even notice you when he walks past you- and to his credit, you are kneeling off the side of the trail, camera in hand-

He stops in his tracks, frozen, heart lurching up to his throat- he can’t believe he’s found you.

Out of all the trails in the forest- and you’re here.

Jaehyun’s never been a superstitious man, but having found you like this feels like an act of fate, and his skin tingles with excitement, a smile appearing on his face while he watches you.

A minute has passed and Jaehyun’s still watching you silently- he’d been planning to wait for you to turn and see him, but waiting for this length of time has started to make him feel more anxious, so he asks, in a soft voice; “See something interesting?”

Your body jolts with surprise, head whipping around, and your wide eyes find his-

The frat boy watches the relief and recognition flood your features, and you even let out a sigh before flashing a shaky smile. “Yeah, these little mushrooms.” You look down again, and Jaehyun takes this as an invitation to get closer, stepping off the trail and over a log to join you where you’re crouched.

The scientific name of the mushroom leaves Jaehyun’s lips before he can help himself, and he quickly adjusts to the commonplace term, kicking himself for defaulting to genus and species like the forestry nerd he is- he tries to hide this side of himself from girls whenever he can, as one of his ex’s had mentioned she’d found his naming of things to be ‘tedious’- but then again, he hadn’t found her english major need for a Prince Charming who lacked any faults to be that wonderful either.

“You know your mushrooms,” you say, and when you stand up, smiling at Jaehyun, and this time, it’s not shame that fills his chest, it’s pride.

He swallows thickly, playing with the strap of his backpack. “I didn’t think I'd run into you out here,” he admits, which is true, he’d thought the probability to be low, he’d only wished to find you- it’s not his fault his wish had been granted.

“Really?” You cock an eyebrow at him, and your continued smile is making Jaehyun’s heart race even harder. “Because I did tell you yesterday that I'd be here- are you sure this isn’t a V Week ploy? Are you sure you’re not the spy? Because you’re acting pretty spy-like.”

Jaehyun’s heart lurches, and an anxious half chuckle tumbles from his lips, then; “you think I’d try to seduce you in the middle of a forest? I know we call them beds of moss, but trust me, it’s pretty hard to find a place out here that’s actually comfortable.”

“I’ll take your word on it,” you tell him. “Do you want some company on your hike?”

You steal the words right out of his mouth, and before he knows it, Jaehyun finds himself walking shoulder to shoulder with you through some of the prettiest trees in the forest, facts about trees spilling from his lips, and you spur him on with questions and sounds of affirmation and wonder.

With your camera in hand, you seem eager to know everything you can about all the things you’re photographing, and Jaehyun is more than willing to share with you all the details he can-

But when Jaehyun finds himself to be the subject of a few of your pictures, he suddenly falls extremely short on description, skin heating while he averts his eyes.

“Why are you taking pictures of me?” Jaehyun asks, pressing his thumb nail into a leaf he’d picked up earlier and watching the dark crescent outline it leaves in its wake. “I thought you had a project to do.”

“Who says I'm not doing my project right now?” you respond, and now the heat has reached his ears, turning them red with embarrassment.

“I can’t be your project,” Jaehyun tells you, shaking his head and running a hand through his hair before he continues up the trail, “not when there are so many other nice things to focus on.”

“Are you the photographer Mister Jeong Jaehyun?”

He’s never heard his full name on your lips before, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy it. He wonders if you like the taste of it- wonders if you’d like the taste of him-

“I guess not,” Jaehyun admits, turning to look at you. “Can I see the pictures?”

“Nope,” you smile up at him, and Jaehyun can’t even find it within himself to argue with you- he thinks maybe he’ll never be able to, why would he even bother when he can give you everything you want instead?

After your forest walk with Jaehyun, the two of you end up at his frat house for V Week festivities, and when you enter the living space, the first Fifty Shades of Gray movie has just started.

“Have you seen these before?” Jaehyun asks, the two of you hanging back to assess the scene in front of you.

“No,” you tell him, eying the people who are already strewn about the couches. “I didn’t bother to come for these last year.”

“Yeah, I know,” Jaehyun says, and before you can question him, he continues, “I need to go find Johnny. It’s his birthday today, and we’re throwing a small party here- I need to go get ready with the birthday bitch,” the term is surprising coming from Jaehyun’s mouth, however there’s a fondness in his eyes when you look at him, “but you should come by later.”

“I have an early class tomorrow morning, and, to be honest,” you offer him a small smile, “I don't think I'm even going to stay long for this movie. But you should definitely go have fun with Johnny, and thank you for showing me around the forest today.”

“It was my pleasure.” Jaehyun returns your smile, and after a moment of staring into each other’s eyes, Jaehyun tears his gaze away, looking instead towards the stairs. “Have fun with your movie if you decide to stay, and the invite to the party is still on the table, just text me and i’ll let you into the house.”

Then he heads up the stairs two at a time; and every step that carries him farther away from you makes you a little sadder.

‘Pull yourself together!’ you think, forcing your gaze to the living room again, where your eyes lock on the roommate of the man who’d just left you wanting- no, needing more.

You weave your way through the couches that are haphazardly pushed in front of the elevated tv to make V Week movie watching easier, and collapse next to Jungwoo, who smiles at you immediately.

“This is a surprise,” he says, throwing an arm over your shoulder to pull you close to his side, where he’s able to talk to you quietly without disrupting others. “How are you?”

“Good,” you sigh, cuddling against Jungwoo’s warm body. “Have I missed anything big in the movie yet?”

“Nope, it just started.”

“And I'm not stealing the spot of someone you’re expecting, right?”

“Of course not,” Jungwoo grins, turning his head so his lips brush over your ear when he says, “although, I am booked for the next two movie nights, so you’re lucky.”

“I’m the luckiest girl in the world,” you tease, thinking more so about your job as spy, but knowing Jungwoo wont piece that together, and instead will just receive a much needed ego boost.

“We are pretty lucky, aren’t we?” Jungwoo agrees.

You nod, sighing as you get more comfortable next to him. “And if you think about it,” you continue, putting a plan in motion, “we just get to go around all week and have fun- no pressure of being a spy and meeting quotas- if we wanted, we could just stay here and do this the whole movie.” You tighten your grip on him, resting your cheek against his shoulder- you do enjoy cuddling with Jungwoo.

“You know, I kind of feel bad for Spys at times, because we can relax like this- meanwhile they’re out there working and evaluating-” Jungwoo sighs, fingers moving up and down your arm, “but, we could definitely have some fun, if you want to.”

“Sounds good, I was definitely not planning on watching this whole movie,” you laugh, and Jungwoo nods in agreement. Then he stands, grabbing your hand and pulling you to your feet just like you’d watched Jaemin do to one of your sorority friends when you’d arrived earlier with Jaehyun.

You doubt anyone will be left in the living room by the time the movie is over, and within minutes, you find yourself being ushered into Jungwoo’s room with the promise that the lock on his door is one of the only ones in the frat that actually works.

Jaehyun is on the periphery of your mind, and you can’t help but look at his side of the room, taking in the textbooks piles on his desk and a stack of note cards-

“You okay?” Jungwoo presses his body behind yours, and you let out a shaky breath, enjoying how much bigger he is than you. Out of all the men you mess around with, Jungwoo is definitely the largest- which would often intimidate you, if it weren’t for the fact that Jungwoo is one of the sweetest men you know.

“I’m good, just wondering why you’re not kissing me yet,” you respond, turning to look at the tall man with a smile.

He returns the grin, bringing a hand up so he can pinch your chin between two fingers, eyes dipping to your lips before meeting your own. He leans in slowly, pressing the softest of kisses to your mouth while he releases your face in favor of wrapping you in an embrace that has you locked to his chest.

Your arms drape over his shoulders, and with one hand, you begin to play with his hair, tugging slightly, which prompts Jungwoo to kiss you harder. His mouth slants across your own, fingers slipping under your shirt to splay across the expanse of the small of your back, tugging you closer.

You grab at Jungwoo’s soft crew neck, tugging, and Jungwoo pulls away from your lips to remove the piece of clothing. As soon as he’s shirtless, you push at his chest, and Jungwoo relents to that unspoken command as well, falling back onto his bed, bouncing slightly before he settles with a smile, looking up at you with eyes full of adoration.

You step towards the bed and Jungwoo sits up, reaching forward. One large, warm hand finds the back of your left thigh, and he pulls it towards himself, making you fall onto the bed, knee landing next to his hip while you easily move to straddle him.

His pretty lips find your neck, and you run your fingers through his hair, adjusting the way you’re sitting on him so you can grind down on his cock, which is straining against blue denim.

Jungwoo’s hands are on your waist, and they slide up under your shirt, his fingers hooking in the back strap of your bra and tugging, his tongue licking a stripe across your collarbone.

You know how much Jungwoo loves your boobs, and you waste no time tugging your shirt off. Jungwoo lets out an appreciative groan, pressing his face into the swell of your breasts. His hands grab the straps on your shoulders, sliding them down while you undo the clasp behind you.

A moment later, the bra falls away, and your nipples pebble to the coolness of the room, only to have warm hands kneading the soft flesh of your breasts within an instant.

A sigh leaves your lips and you let your head loll back, enjoying the feeling of Jungwoo’s lips wrapping around one of your newly exposed, sensitive nubs. The man below you groans loudly, squeezing your other breast while he suctions his mouth on his focus, tongue flicking at you before his teeth graze your skin.

Your hands find Jungwoo’s pretty blonde hair, lacing through the soft strands to anchor yourself while you rut your hips, dragging your core across his still confined length.

“Fuck,” Jungwoo sighs softly, and you laugh- the frat boy hardly swears, and whenever he does, it’s usually in the smallest voice- “Are you going to ride me?” he asks sweetly, pulling away from your breasts in favor of grabbing your waist, dragging you across his lap again while looking up at you with lust filled eyes and a plump lip bitten between his teeth.

How could you refuse him?

You press your hands to his shoulders, pushing the man sometimes referred to as ‘Zeus’, and he falls back immediately, giving you complete control. His blonde hair is splayed across the white duvet, and he has the laziest smile on his lips, the sunlight illuminating him just so-

Sometimes you think Jungwoo could be the man for you… but your bed doesn’t have room for two pillow princesses, even if you’re only part time.

Frat boy treasure trails can be a hit or a miss, but Jungwoo’s is usually kind of glorious- however, when you hover over Jungwoo’s middle to grab the button of his jeans and look down, you find that it’s blonde- and you stop in your tracks.

“Did you bleach and dye your pubes too, Jungwoo?” you laugh, looking up at him with an amused expression.

“Ten said I should! I'm going to The V Eve Party as Cupid this year,” he explains, and you go back to your work. “It matches my hair-” his hand cups under your jaw, applying the tiniest of pressures that makes you look up at him again- “and it’s sexy, right?”

You don’t even care that you’re supposed to be evaluating him and having Jungwoo work for it- as you pull his thick length out of his tight blue jeans, you decide you’re going to give him this one for free.

Final Scoreboard for Monday, Feb 9th

Boy’s team: 4

8/10 Kim Yeji

9/10 Park Hajoon

9/10 Yang Jiho

8/10 Cho Nari

Girl’s team: 2

9/10 Lee Donghyuck

9/10 Kim Jungwoo

Feb 10, Tuesday : Four days until V day

Jaehyun comes downstairs to find the living room already half full. The second 50 Shades film isn’t on yet, and so far, people are just chatting and drinking, passing red solo cups around and casting glances at each other.

A number of eyes keep moving to you, and Jaehyun wonders if Jeno and Renjun know how obvious they’re being about their interest- but from the way you’re so engrossed in chatting with Mark, Jaehyun knows this isn’t a situation he really needs to worry about.

Despite being one of the more mild mannered men in the room, Mark still holds a lot of respect. Everyone knows you’re his best friend, and people have given wide berth, even leaving a space open next to you on the couch that Jaehyun is more than willing to take.

“Are you two staying for the whole movie?” Jaehyun asks once he’s seated.

“No,” Mark says immediately.

You let out a laugh. “I guess he’s not, but I think I might try to make it through at least half of this. How about you? I’d have thought you’d have a hot date planned out or something? It is V week after all, and I know not everyone is like me and Mark.”

Jaehyun lets out a small chuckle, and the forestry major sits back, getting comfortable, then; “between us, I’m starting to think you and Mark have the right idea about this whole week.”

“Really?” You cock a brow in shock.

Jaehyun knows he has a reputation during V Week, especially since his birthday is on Valentines Day. And while he does often score frequently in the days leading up to one of the biggest frat parties of the year, Jaehyun is definitely more of a laid back kind of lover, preferring one or two fuck buddies who he respects, versus a hoard of one night stands.

Instead of getting into the details - instead of telling you that being near you has made him want to quit V Week all together and just ask you out - Jaehyun says, “it just gets tiring.”

And it’s the truth.

You’re just at the halfway mark through the V Week countdown, and wear and tear is becoming obvious, even within the room you’re currently in.

Jungwoo is passed out on a couch a few feet away, arms wrapped around the girl he’d promised to spend the night with, and with the looks of it, Jaehyun wonders if it’s even going to be important for him to find a place to kill an hour or two at all-

But just as there are those who have obviously been getting too much pussy- there are obvious signs of those who have not. Jaehyun’s gaze moves to Hendery and Xiaojun, who look jittery even while they have a girl between the two of them. Jaehyun would bet that by the end of the movie, she’ll be gone while the men remain.

The film starts, and Mark does his best to sit through it- but the poor man doesn’t last.

This is how, thirty minutes in, Jaehyun has you all to himself, and you even rest your head on his shoulder, which causes the love struck man to suck in a breath that he proceeds to hold for a good, long while.

A suggestive scene earns one or two gasps from the few people still watching- and Jaehyun is pretty sure someone is being fingered in the couch behind yours but refuses to turn and look- instead, he shifts ever so slightly, and you respond by rubbing your face into his shoulder and moving closer.

The forestry major’s heart leaps in his chest at the way you’re tucked against his body, and he sneaks a glance down at you, which is when he realizes you’re asleep.

A smile works its way onto Jaehyun’s lips, and a fondness unlike anything he’s ever felt blooms within him. He lets you sleep on his shoulder for the entirety of the move, and only once you’re the last two in the room does he wake you with an offer to walk you home.

He’s so pretty- even dressed in something as simple as jeans and a black hoodie, Jaehyun is one of the most handsome men you’ve ever seen. And it doesn't help that his his hair has been looking particularly floofy and tuggable lately-

“Thanks for walking me home,” you say, realizing you’ve been staring.

“I live five minutes away, don’t worry about it.” He smiles, turning to head down the front steps of your Sorority House.

“Oh- Jaehyun?” you call, hating to watch him leave-

He’s in front of you a moment later - “Yeah?” - and Jaehyun looks at you with eyes that make you melt.

“I know it’s not for a few days- but if I got you a birthday present, would you want it on Valentine’s Day? Or should I drop it off the night before during the V Eve Party?”

He falters slightly, licking his lips. “I mean, it depends on the gift.”

You look up at the man who has walked you home- the man you’ve had a crush on for over a year- and you’re reminded of Mark’s warning about Spy week- you can’t invite Jaehyun in- not now-

“But also,” Jaehyun clears his throat, “you don’t have to get me anything.”

“I want to.”

“Then surprise me,” he grins.

You come up with another excuse to keep him with you, if only for a few minutes longer, and say, “By the way, the pictures we took in the forest- I didn’t get exactly what I wanted, so I'm thinking tomorrow after class I might go out again.”

“Do you want me to come with you?”

A small laugh leaves your lips, and you lean against the doorframe, watching him. “You’re really not taking V week seriously this year, are you?”

“What do you mean?” he matches your amused expression with one of his own.

“Every time we’re out in the woods- this is two days off of V week just to help me,” you point out, “and what you said earlier with Mark, about he and I having it right by participating less-”

“Maybe I just like you,” Jaehyun says smoothly, “and besides, it’s V Week, and a gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell.”

“Touche,” you smile. “Goodnight, Jaehyun.”

“See you tomorrow.”

Final Scoreboard for Tuesday, Feb 10th

Boy’s team: 5

8/10 Kim Yeji

9/10 Park Hajoon

9/10 Yang Jiho

8/10 Cho Nari

7/10 Han Rose

Girl’s team: 2

9/10 Lee Donghyuck

9/10 Kim Jungwoo

Feb 11, Wednesday : Three days until V day

The final movie in the 50 Shades of Grey trilogy is just beginning to play when you and Jaehyun arrive back to the frat after a second outing of picture taking and getting to know each other over copious amounts of information sharing on forestry and photography.

“Are you staying to watch?” you ask, turning to look at Jaehyun.

He shakes his head. “Studying upstairs, I have a test on Friday morning to prepare for.”

“Funny, me too,” you laugh.

“Do you want to come study?” Jaehyun asks, and the sincerity in his offer makes you want to accept-

But you have a job to do.

You only have 2 of 5 evaluations done, and if you get another 1 tonight, that will leave 2 more to obtain over the next 2 days. While you’re technically allowed to score on Valentine’s day, anytime before the Evaluation List Reveal at midnight, it’s cutting it close- and you’re not in the mood for a threesome anytime soon.

“I think I’ll study tomorrow actually,” you tell him, “but I’ll see you at the V Eve Party on Friday.”

Jaehyun nods. “Good luck on your test.”

“Good luck on yours too.”

Watching him go doesn’t get easier, especially now that his hoodie is off, and the muscle shirt he’s wearing shows off strong shoulders-

“Hey.”

You turn to find your best friend standing next to you, and Mark pulls you with him to the kitchen.

“Mark?” you say his name in confusion, not used to your friend being hasty.

“Sorry, I-” Mark lets go of your hand. “Are you almost done your- uh-” he leans in and whispers: “quota?”

“Oh,” you stand closer, “I have two down, and I need three more-”

“Oh my gosh-” his eyes widen, “you might not make your quota-”

“And I have a test tomorrow that I have to study for-” you groan.

“So invite someone over tomorrow,” Mark says.

“What?”

“Invite someone. Anyone.”

“I can’t-” you shake your head, and then an idea pops into your head. “Mark, you could tell Jeno tomorrow that I'll be home- and he’d come, right?”

“You want me to help you get laid?” Mark laughs.

“Please?”

“You know this is asking me to help you with your Spy duties.”

“So you’re like- the girl’s Undercover Spy behind enemy lines, a man on the inside,” you tell him, grinning and poking his chest gently.

“Stop,” Mark’s ears are turning red, and he pushes your hand away. “Who are you going to go with right now, though?” He looks past you at the living room where people are still mingling and deciding on couch arrangements, and you mirror the motion, which is how your eyes lock onto YangYang.

The man in question winks at you, and you smile in response, breathing, “him,” to Mark before pushing off from the counter to go and flirt your way into another evaluation opportunity.

“Looking for a cuddle buddy?” YangYang smirks mischievously when you approach, motioning to the couch he’s perched on.

“Honestly, I didn’t watch the second movie yesterday,” you tell him, “so I’m not even sure if I want to bother with this one.”

YangYang nods. “Sounds good, I didn’t pay much attention yesterday either-” he stands up, stepping towards you, “but that’s okay, because I already have way too many ideas on what I want to do to you.”

“You do, huh?”

“Of course,” he gently takes your hand, looking into your eyes, “I mean, have you seen your body?”

You laugh, shaking your head at how lame frat boys sometimes are when it comes to seduction tactics.

“Let’s go to my room,” YangYang suggests, and you allow him to think that this entire situation is his idea, although you’d had a major part in orchestrating it.

YangYang has a few new tricks up his sleeve from last year, but the only difference you insist on is that when he finally cums, after working you up two times over, you don’t let him bite into your shoulder and mark you.

After all- what would you say to Jaehyun if he saw a hickey on your skin?

Jaehyun tries not to think about how dirty the frat bathroom must be as he showers away any residual fluids left on his skin from an intense study session and impromptu workout. His shower curtain sways, moved by the opening and closing of the bathroom door, signalling the entrance of some of the forestry major’s frat brothers, who are easily identified as YangYang and Jeno by the sound of their voices.

The two younger frat brothers are chatting about V Week, and Jaehyun listens in on the details while scrubbing the smell of floral perfume off his skin .

“I don’t think the spy could be Rose this year,” YangYang says, “but at the same time- why else would she have slept with you?”

“Hey!” Jaehyun hears the sound of a body hitting the wall, and guesses YangYang has earned a shove from Jeno for his mischief. “Rose likes me!”

“Sure she does.”

“Well maybe Y/N is the spy,” Jeno states, “or why would she have slept with you?”

“Y/N can’t be the spy, she’s too much like Mark,” comes an easy retort. “I doubt she even puts her name in the raffle. It’s not her. Y/N’s not the spy.” A pause, then, “even though she’s not the spy, it’s still nice to work hard for her during V Week.”

“Tell me about it,” Jeno sighs, “she let me fuck her last year, and I havent been able to stop thinking about her since- I wanted to talk to her during the fifty shades marathon two days ago but then Jaehyun sat next to her-”

“Bro,” YangYang interjects, “don’t even get me started on Jaehyun. I know he’s this notorious fuck boy, but there’s a reason why none of our hyungs have scored with Y/N-” a sink turns on and off and Jaehyun holds his breath waiting for revolutionary information to come his way, “you have to be intense, but not so much that she’s actually worried about your feelings, you know what I mean? It’s never going to be Y/N that catches feels first-”

“Maybe I'm coming on too strong-” Jeno voices Jaehyun’s fears.

“Only if you bring up the romantic shit,” YangYang clarifies, “for V Week, you just have to be direct with her- I invited her up to my room earlier and she had to leave as soon as we finished because she has a test to study for-”

“A test? For when?”

“Friday.”

“Fuck-” Jeno groans, “I bet she’s not even going to be at the frat tomorrow, then.”

“Probably not.”

And for the second time, Jeno voices the thoughts of the man still hidden behind a shower curtain, when he says; “Then I guess I have my work cut out for me.”

Final Scoreboard for Wednesday, Feb 11th

Boy’s team: 6

8/10 Kim Yeji

9/10 Park Hajoon

9/10 Yang Jiho

8/10 Cho Nari

7/10 Bin Ari

8/10 Chi Hwasa

Girl’s team: 3

9/10 Lee Donghyuck

9/10 Kim Jungwoo

7/10 Liu YangYang

Feb 12, Thursday : two days until V day

You’re just about to take a break from studying when a sharp sound makes your eyes dart to your window. A moment later, something hits the glass, creating the same sound that had drawn your attention in the first place, and you lurch into motion, running to go see what it is- only to find a man standing on the grass outside below.

“Jeno?”

“You have notifications off!” he calls, prompting you to pat your pocket for your phone, which you remove and use to confirm his observation.

“Sorry I missed all these,” your eyes scan the messages quickly, and you shake your head, “I’ll meet you at the front door and let you in.”

As you descend the stairs to the first floor, you let out a laugh- Mark had followed through with suggesting Jeno go to your place as a booty call, and the poor guy had been so determined, he’d thrown rocks at your window to get your attention when texts had failed-

This is too easy.

Jeno’s eyes are bright, and he can’t hide the excitement in his expression when you open the door for him. He’s dressed in a black hoodie and jeans, a baseball cap covering his hair and making him look very ‘boy next door’- an aesthetic you’re feeling particularly soft for today.

“So,” you lean against the doorway, smiling, “you really wanted to see me, huh?”

“Well I-” he swallows thickly, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand, “I haven't really had a chance to talk to you yet this week- and I know a bunch of the guys are going to be hitting on you tomorrow at the V Eve Party, and then on Valentine’s day, but then you didn’t come to the frat today-”

“I have a test to study for.”

“Yeah, Mark mentioned it’s tomorrow- how’s studying coming?”

“It’s alright, I was just taking a study break actually-”

“Oh yeah?” Jeno’s expression lights up. “How long do your breaks usually last?”

“It depends,” you say, the familiar words tasting foreign on your tongue as you open the front door wider.

“On what?” he asks as he steps past you.

“I think you know what,” you laugh, turning to face Jeno while you push the door closed.

His lips meet yours a moment later, hands cupping your face while he presses his body against yours, pinning you to the wall.

You have to admit, Jeno is a fabulous kisser, and soon you’re stifling a moan while grinding down on his thigh, which has been strategically placed between your own. “Bedroom?” you ask, tugging on Jeno’s hair to pull him away from where he’s licking at the sweet spot just under your ear.

He doesn’t even respond, simply bends down and lifts you up, bracing your back against one arm while his hands cup under your knees.

“So, what are you going to do to me?” you ask, toeing the line of submissivity- Jeno definitely has the power to be a dom, but his dry response of “whatever you want” reminds you that this young bull is lacking a very fundamental piece of the ideal dom puzzle: unwavering confidence.

Jeno doesn’t trust himself to make you feel good, which is endearing, and leads to him going above and beyond- making you cum on his tongue as soon as you’re in your bedroom, eyes focused on you the entire time- but you hate having to ask for everything- hate that Jeno wants to drag this out even after hearing you’re on a time crunch- you have to physically grab his cock to pull his attention off of rubbing at your g spot with his fingertips, and even once he’s inside of you, his pace prompts you to take over.

You ride Jeno until your thighs are burning from effort and the man below you is cumming, wrapping his arms around you and gasping against your neck while his hips rut up- triggering your own orgasm-

Ten minutes later, you watch Jeno lumber back across the lawn towards the frat village, and you decide that for your last V Week Fuck Quota, you need to fuck someone more dominant. You’re sick of playing around with boys who, while eager to please, will never really, fully, scratch the itch you’re so desperate to have scratched-

Now you just have to figure out who is safe- not only in terms of viable options who you know you won’t fall in love with, but in terms of who in the frat might be a Spy- regardless of any of your own behaviours this week, you’re still not intent on ending up on the V Week Evaluation Board, especially when it’s going to be presented on Jaehyun’s birthday.

Jaehyun walks past Mark when he enters the kitchen, heading to grab some cereal, and the Canadian starts conversation by saying, “Looks like we’ve both been kicked out of our rooms to let our roommates get laid, huh?”

“Hyuck kicked you out again?” Jaehyun laughs, opening the fridge to grab some milk.

“Of course he did,” Mark sighs. “He’s been kicking me out all week.”

“Does he at least offer to let you join first?” Jaehyun asks. “You know, when he shows up with whatever girl he’s fucking.”

“What? No!?” Mark is gaping at Jaehyun now. “Does Jungwoo offer that to you?!”

The forestry major simply smiles, pouring milk over his cereal, “What happens during V Week stays during V Week, Mark.”

Just then, the front door to the frat opens, and Jeno comes walking in. His baseball cap is backwards, and he adjusts it when his eyes land on his Hyungs, a smile spreading across his face while he runs a hand through messy hair. “What are you two doing here?”

“Haechan kicked me out,” Mark responds.

“And I’m having cereal,” Jaehyun motions with his bowl, “want some?”

Jeno shakes his head. “No, I need to go pass out. I'm exhausted.”

“From what?” Jaehyun asks, shoveling a spoonful of food into his mouth.

“Well,” Jeno casts a glance at Mark before returning his gaze to Jaehyun, “Mark told me Y/N was at home studying today- so I went over, and Mark-” his eyes go to the Canadian again, “I know she’s your best friend so you can’t go after her yourself- but fuck- thank you so much for telling me she’d be home-”

There’s a sour taste in Jaehyun’s mouth while he watches Jeno and Mark interact quickly before Jeno runs upstairs to have a nap, and the forestry major can’t help himself but ask, “What does Y/N even see in the people she sleeps with during V Week?” the moment he’s alone with Mark again.

His jealousy is obvious. Jaehyun doesn’t have the energy to hide it anymore, and his words have Mark on his feet in an instant. “I knew you had a thing for Y/N!” Mark bellows excitedly, eyes wide from what appears to be a pretty clear confession of interest-

“I get that Jungwoo and Haechan have reputations for V Week- but Jeno and YangYang?” Jaehyun continues, stirring his cereal aggressively with his spoon. “Have either of them ever actually had a date with a girl that didn’t involve them talking for an hour about video games?”

Mark is quiet for a moment, then he says, “I think you’re missing the point of V Week, Jaehyun. It’s not about who’s the best at dates-”

“Fine, yeah, you’re right, it’s not-” Jaehyun groans, frustrated that he wasn’t able to communicate his anger better- “but you’re telling me, Y/N looked at the whole roster of men in our frat house, and decided YangYang was a top choice?”

Another pause for deliberation.

“I think,” Mark sighs finally, “maybe there’s more to it that you’re not seeing.”

“Then enlighten me.” Jaehyun sets his cereal down, pressing his palms flat against the counter, leaning forward and watching Mark carefully.

“I just-” Mark breaks under the pressure of Jaehyun’s gaze, “she’s my friend. I can’t just spill her secrets. If you really want to know why she avoids older guys during V Week, you’ll have to ask her that yourself-” another sound of exasperation and conflict, then, “but I should let you know… I may have told her not to fuck anyone older than Jungwoo or risk landing on the V Week Evaluation List.”

“You what?” Jaehyun’s jaw drops.

“I know it’s the biggest rule to not tell other people who our spy is- but technically I didn’t tell her who the spy is, I just told her not to sleep with anyone older than Jungwoo- which really doesn’t actually make a huge difference in the grand scheme of things-” Mark rambles, but then recollects himself, taking a breath and crossing his arms over his chest. “Besides! She doesn’t want to be on the Evaluation List.”

Jaehyun really can’t fault Mark for looking out for a friend, he just wishes he’d known about this little age specific restriction earlier in the week, before he’d spent multiple nights wondering if maybe, just maybe the reason you’ve not propositioned him this week is because of the unofficial ‘emotional consideration’ rule that many houses in the greek system have some variation of.

He’d started hoping- praying really, that you feel the same way he does. That you’re waiting till the week is over to actually start a relationship - of any kind - with him-

Only for Jaehyun to have just found out that the reason you’re keeping distance is because you’re worried - and rightly so - that he could be the spy, based off of some stupid age specification Mark had given you-

Now Jaehyun really doesn’t know where he stands with you, and the thought makes his heart lurch uncomfortably in his chest. He takes a breath, then says, “I’m going upstairs.”

“But I thought Jungwoo was in your room with a girl?”

“He is.”

The Canadian gasps, “So Jungwoo really offers to let you join!?”

“I told you Mark,” Jaehyun sighs, “what happens during V Week stays during V Week.”

Final Scoreboard for Thursday, Feb 12th

Boy’s team: 8

8/10 Kim Yeji

9/10 Park Hajoon

9/10 Yang Jiho

8/10 Cho Nari

7/10 Bin Ari

8/10 Chi Hwasa

8/10 Hong Eunji

9/10 Song Hwasa

Girl’s team: 4

9/10 Lee Donghyuck

9/10 Kim Jungwoo

7/10 Liu YangYang

8/10 Lee Jeno

Feb 13, Friday : one day until V day

“You’re starting to look a little obvious-” Mark says quickly, nudging you with his shoulder.

You tear your gaze from the dance floor, where, admittedly, you had been intent on finding Guy # 5, and you frown. “It’s V Eve, Mark, I have to reach the quota tonight-”

“You could do it tomorrow.”

“That would be cutting it too close,” you remind him, feeling anxious enough already. The thought of fucking someone while you’re increasingly interested in Jaehyun is distressing enough as it is, let alone fucking someone else while on Jaehyun’s birthday- Valentine’s Day no less-

“Mark,” you whine, “would it be really bad if I slept with Jaehyun as my fifth quota?”

“It would be bad because you like him,” Mark tells you, “emotions and V Week don’t mix well, that’s what your sorority’s unofficial rule is, right?”

You groan, also realizing that evaluating Jaehyun would feel horrible-

It might be all fun and games with the other men you’ve slept with, but Mark’s right- that’s not how you’d feel about Jaehyun.

“Besides- Jaehyun hasn’t actually been flirting with me that much-” you mutter, “so he’s probably not interested anyways-”

“I don’t think-” Mark begins to say something, but then a loud, feminine squeal draws both of your eyes to the dancefloor, where a table has been pushed into the center. The whole crowd is dressed in whimsical, love themed V Eve costumes, but even you have to admit that the two girls dressed as golden cupids, who are standing on the table in the middle of the dance floor, are two of the prettiest girls you’ve ever seen-

And squished between them is a familiar, floofy haired, forestry major, dimples on full display while he practically glows with happiness-

“Yeah, Jaehyun definitely has better things to do tonight,” you state, tearing your gaze away in favor of returning to your initial task, which had been scanning the frat for viable options, before Mark had interrupted you.

You meet a pair of chocolate brown eyes, and Mark’s ‘Big’ winks.

You’re reminded of what your sorority sisters had said, that a Spy is never picked two years in a row- which makes Johnny the closest thing to a safe bet older than Jungwoo that you can find.

All it takes is one small motion with your head, a tiny invite, and Johnny joins you and Mark at the side of the dance floor. “Well, don’t you two look thick as thieves?” he muses, eying you over the rim of his cup.

“This is just how we look,” Mark states.

Johnny gives a quick shake of his head. “It’s more than that. In fact, if I recall correctly- last year, at about this exact time in fact, at this exact party- I'm pretty sure you cock blocked me, Mark Lee.”

You watch your best friend crumble under Johnny’s gaze, and the older man’s smile widens.

“So I'm right,” the man from Chicago breathes, then turns his attention to you. “How about this, I promise you I’m not the spy. Interested in taking me up on my offer from last year?”

“Jesus christ-” Mark groans next to you- he’s made it clear how much he hates his friends hitting on you - let alone propositioning you for sex - in front of him, and he promptly leaves without another word while you consider Johnny’s offer.

He is your type. Moreso your type than anyone you’ve slept with so far this week- which is what makes him a potential emotional hazard-

But staring up at Johnny’s handsome face, you realize you’re not at risk of him stealing your heart- because you’re pretty sure someone else already has.

Jaehyun is so happy he feels like he’s floating, surrounded by his friends- a crowd counting down from ten to yell “Happy Birthday!” when the clock strikes twelve-

And yet something is missing.

Try as he might to shake the thought of you, he can’t get the image of your face out of his head. It doesn’t help that you’d told him you’d be bringing a birthday present- and Jaehyun realizes he probably shouldn’t have left it up to you to surprise him today or tomorrow, because he’s honestly been sort of waiting for you to show up all night-

“You looking for someone?” Johnny’s voice pulls Jaehyun out of his own mind, and he sighs at having allowed the thought of you to once more infringe on his happiness-

But he decides to be honest- why bother hiding his infatuation with you now that V Week is nearly over? Jaehyun’s still torn about your motives in everything- unsure how you feel about him- and he’ll be damned if he starts his Valentine’s Day still being unsure-

“I’m looking for Y/N,” Jaehyun says, “been waiting for her to show up all night-”

“Y/N?” Johnny’s brows furrow. “Y/N came and went, if you know what I mean.”

It takes a moment for Jaehyun to process his friend’s words, and he blinks up at his hyung- now more confused than ever.

“You slept with her?” What about her no guys older than Jungwoo policy?

“Yeah, it was around the time you got onto that table with those two cupids- which, by the way- holy fuck Jaehyun- what was that like-”

“I didn’t fuck them,” Jaehyun answers, looking around at the crowd, a determined set to his jaw, fist clenched at his side, “but,” - now that I know Y/N has cum and gone, and I��ve been waiting around like an idiot all night - “I think that should change.”

Final Scoreboard - for Friday Feb 13th

Boy’s team: 10

8/10 Kim Yeji

9/10 Park Hajoon

9/10 Yang Jiho

8/10 Cho Nari

7/10 Han Rose

8/10 Chi Hwasa

8/10 Hong Eunji

9/10 Song Hwasa

8/10 Bang Minri

9/10 Bin Ari

Girl’s team: 5

9/10 Lee Donghyuck

9/10 Kim Jungwoo

7/10 Liu YangYang

8/10 Lee Jeno

8/10 Suh Johnny

Feb 14, Saturday : Valentines Day

You arrive at the Valentines Day Party a little on the early side- too eager to see Jaehyun and give him your gift to wait around and pre-drink with your friends.

When you enter the frat, many of the boys are already mingling in the living space, getting beer pong set up and arguing over the half torn decorations left up from the night before- you’ve been the type, in the past, to step in when Doyoung and Haechan fight, and while you think an argument could be made on both sides- you don’t feel compelled to tie break, not tonight.

Instead, your eyes lock onto Jaehyun.

He’s standing in the kitchen, back facing you while he pours himself a drink.

Unlike last night’s whimsical Valentine’s aesthetic, the Valentines Day Party always insists on a classier approach- and the way Jaehyun’s white dress shirt stretches across his broad shoulders is making you practically drool.

You reach Jaehyun just as he finishes his task, and he turns to put the bottle of vodka back in the cupboard, nearly bumping into you in the process. “Oh-” he steps back, looking you up and down quickly, then a smile appears on his face, “you’re here.”

“Of course I am,” you grin, a little taken aback by his surprised expression, “I brought you your present-” you hold up the little gift bag, “oh! and happy birthday by the way!”

His eyes scan the present, then he grabs your hand. “Come on, I’ll open it in my room,” he says before leading you towards the stairs that take you to the second floor.

Once you’re sealed in privacy created by a locked door, Jaehyun sits on his bed, patting the space next to him. You take your seat, passing Jaehyun his present before folding your hands in your lap, patiently awaiting his reaction.

You try not to laugh when Jaehyun wrestles with the copious amounts of coloured parchment paper surrounding the gift that he finally pulls out of the bag, and once he’s holding the little photo album in his hands, your heart lurches, the real moment of truth having arrived.

He looks confused for a second, but when he opens the book to find a photo of himself, realization flashes in his eyes.

The image shows him standing in front of a beautiful rock face, arms extended, palms flat against the stone- the sunlight had been streaming through the trees in a such a way that lit up the pretty brown undertones of Jaehyun’s usually dark hair- and you hadn’t been able to resist capturing the shot.

“Maybe it’s a little nerdy-” you find yourself saying when Jaehyun flips the page to reveal a leaf you’d taped there, the same leaf sporting a crescent thumb nail print- “but you were telling me all these details about the types of trees and leaves-” you pause, waiting for a reaction- any reaction, but instead, Jaehyun just keeps flipping through the pages, expression unreadable.

“Do you-” you bite at your lip, “do you not like it?”

He finally looks up at you, eyes wide. “No- I love it,” he assures you, “it’s just- fuck,” he sets the book down on his bed and stands up abruptly, turning his back to you and running a hand through his hair, “you drive me insane.”

You frown at his behaviour, worried you’ve upset him. “I do?”

“Yeah-” Jaehyun turns again, and you meet his steady gaze. “Do you know how long I've been trying to find a way to talk to you?” he asks. “Like, really talk to you. Not just bullshit at parties.”

You shake your head, blinking.

“I’ve been trying since the very first time you walked into the frat- September 20th, all set in your new little sorority outfit-” He groans, shaking his own head at the shocking timeline he’s just presented. “I tried to ignore it- but that costume you wore with Mark for Halloween last year too- And then on Monday, when I bumped into you on the trails in the forest- It was everything I could have hoped for- only the timing was just so off- because everyone is fucking like fucking bunny rabbits around here for V Week- and there’s the spy thing, which adds another level of difficulty because I know how you feel about the list- and it’s like, we’re playing this game. And it’s been a week of confusing moves I don’t know how to read- and now you give me this as a birthday present-” he gently picks up the photo album, “and I just don’t know-”

“Then ask,” you suggest, swallowing thickly in an attempt to calm your racing heart.

Jaehyun lets out a breath. “What am I even supposed to ask?”

“Anything,” you tell him.

He studies you. “Is this a one question type of deal, or do I get three?”

“I’m not a genie,” you laugh. “So I suppose that means you can have as many questions as you want because it’s your birthday.”

The room is quiet for a few moments, and you can see the wheels in Jaehyun’s head spinning- but you can’t prepare yourself for the first question that inevitably leaves his mouth: “if you’re so against having your name on the V Week Evaluation List, and Mark told you not to sleep with anyone older than Jungwoo, why did you get with Johnny last night?”

The answer is easy: you got with Johnny because you had to meet the Quota. But you can’t tell Jaehyun this- you can’t be the first sorority girl in history to be caught as spy- so you fall back on the logic you’d used to include Johnny in your V Week Evaluations to begin with: “Because no one is ever Spy two years in a row- he was safe.”

“He was safe,” Jaehyun repeats, and you realize your excuse isn’t enough.

“In more ways than one-” you continue, “my sorority has this unofficial rule list- ways to keep ourselves safe, and the top rule on the list is never to sleep with someone during V Week that you actually have feelings for- because no good relationship is ever started during V Week.”

“So you’re saying-” Jaehyun sets the photo album down on his bedside table, eyes locked on you as you stand up.

“I don’t like Johnny,” you clarify. “And since the moment I walked into this frat in my ‘new little sorority outfit’ I've thought you were cute- which is why I avoided you last year for V Week- but this year, bumping into each other on the trails- you’re right. It was everything I could have hoped for too.”

“Really?” Jaehyun steps closer, invading your space, his hand reaching for yours so he can run the pad of his thumb against the back of your fingers.

“Uh huh,” you look down at your interlocked hands, “and if you really must know, another reason I only sleep with younger frat guys is because I know that if I ever let someone older than me, who I actually like, dom me- I’d be putty in their hands.”

You swear Jaehyun’s voice gets an octave lower when he asks, “is that such a bad thing?” and the small smile he flashes you when you sneak a peek up at him makes your skin heat with excitement.

Your response is soft; “I wouldn't know, I've never let it happen.”

The sigh that leaves Jaehyun’s lips is as close to a groan as you’ve ever heard from him, and your pussy throbs at the notion.

“So you’re telling me,” Jaehyun tugs you closer, hand releasing yours in favor of finding the small of your back, keeping you locked to his chest while he pinches at your chin with the other, “that Johnny didn’t do a number on you last night?”

“I mean,” your heart jumps again, “seeing as V Week Evaluations are technically over in three hours,” - and the fact that we just confessed our interest in each other and I trust you more than I’ve ever trust any frat boy other than Mark - “I think I can safely tell you that Johnny only scored an 8.”

Jaehyun lets out a bark of a laugh, rolling his eyes and grinning. “Talk about irony-” he chuckles, “you’re so worried about your name ending up on the V Week Evaluation List, and yet here you are, the Spy and Frat Boy Evaluator herself.”

“I filled my quota though,” you assure him, “so if you’re worried about ending up on the list- I can just- maybe we could just-”

“Baby,” Jaehyun pinches at your chin, tilting your face up so you have to meet his eyes, “I'm not worried about being on your list, but I do promise not to include you on mine, how’s that sound?”

“Wait-” you gape up at him, “You’re the NCT Spy!?”

“In the flesh.”

“You mean this whole time-” you blink, “we were both- tiptoeing around each other while still completing our V Week Quotas- ”

“I’m ready for this week to be over,” Jaehyun says, eyes dipping to your mouth briefly before moving back up, “aren’t you?”

You nod, tongue darting out to wet your lips-

“But, pretending this was still V Week,” - NCT’s Spy moves his face closer to your own, however he refuses to give you the satisfaction of kissing you yet - “if I wanted a ten out of ten score, what would my pretty girl need me to do to her to make it happen?”

The tiniest of whimpers leaves your mouth at the use of ‘pretty girl,’ and the way that Jaehyun is exuding dominance, while still being respectful and communicative, makes you want to implode- there are so many things you want him to do to you-

“Corrupt me,” you whisper.

“Corrupt you?” Jaehyun lets out a small chuckle, then he pushes you, making you fall onto his bed, which forces you to look up to meet his eyes again. “Pretty Girl wants to be used until she begs, is that what you’re saying?”

You nod, another whine escaping you.

“And it’s going to be your first time being fucked stupid-” Jaehyun says, eyes moving to his closet, “Because you’ve never been with a real dom before, part of me wants to offer to tie you up-”

“Please?”

“But it’s Valentine’s Day,” he concludes, looking at you again, “so maybe I'll save the harder stuff for another time- if you think you can handle it.”

“I can handle it,” you promise- a promise you can’t possibly keep, as you’ve never experienced being tied up or handcuffed- always too scared to fully trust another person-

But that fear is gone now. This is Jaehyun-

He might be stepping into the dom role with much more ease than you’d ever expected- he has a reputation, but you’ve never heard anyone mention this level of dom experience before- but this is still your floofy haired forestry boy. The boy who spent three hours showing you trails, explaining the acute differences between types of ferns, and telling you his favorite keystone species-

“Jae?” you love the way his name feels coming out of your mouth, and from the way he looks at you with stars in his eyes, you can tell it has an effect on him as well.

When you stand up, you’re intent to give a command, to tell him to kiss you, to initiate the way you’ve become used to initiating- but you never get the chance, because Jaehyun is able to read you in a way that no one else ever has, and he presses his lips to yours.

A warm energy pulses through your chest, and your mind goes blank before the big realization of: Oh, so this is how it’s supposed to feel when you kiss someone you actually have feelings for-

You shift closer, looping your arms behind Jaehyun’s neck while his own hands grab at you, pulling you in by your hips while his tongue invades your mouth.

“Such a good kisser,” Jaehyun groans, lips moving to your jaw and then your neck, where he promptly finds your sweet spot, earning a gasp, “and such pretty sounds,” his hands grab your ass, and a moment later you find yourself with your legs wrapped around Jaehyun’s waist, the two of you tumbling onto his bed.

You run your fingers through Jaehyun’s hair while he adjusts the way he’s laying on you, shifting one of your thighs higher on his hip while he grinds against you, teeth and tongue dragging across the sweet spot on your neck-

The idea of having a mark left from this- a mark left from Jaehyun- has your pussy practically throbbing, and when Jaehyun grinds down against you, a whimper escapes you, even whilst you attempt to anchor yourself by tugging on Jaehyun’s soft hair.

“Jae-” you whine his name loudly, and he chuckles against your throat- but like earlier, you don’t need to say more, because the boy between your legs seems to be able to read your mind.

He straightens abruptly, leaving you gasping at the loss- only for your eyes to eat up the visual of Jaehyun quickly undoing the buttons of his shirt, revealing inch after inch of skin that only gets more perfect the more buttons are popped free- until he’s shrugging the fabric off and revealing a wonderfully chiseled form that your hands eagerly move to touch.

“Hey,” Jaehyun bats away your greedy fingers, looking down at you with a grin, “I thought you wanted me to be in charge- or are you a bit of a brat?”

The word ‘brat’ excites you, skin tingling and prompting you to smile, nodding gently.

“Of course you’re a brat,” Jaehyun sighs, palms finding your knees before sliding down your bare thighs, exposed by your dress, “but do I really want to break you?” He makes a face as if he’s considering it, eyes dragging over your form before meeting your own, then he offers you a small smile, “we can test your bratty side another time, but for now, I think I just want to make you cum till you cry, how’s that sound?”

You swallow thickly- torn between the idea of Jaehyun absolutely wrecking you- and the notion of a more vanilla first time with the sweet forestry major- although, you’re not sure the dacryphilia (crying kink) is that vanilla-

“It sounds perfect.”

“It’s good to know you actually thought you had a choice,” Jaehyun lets out a small chuckle, fingers grabbing the fabric of your dress, adjusting it on your tummy so your lower half, and embarrassingly wet panties, are on display for him. “It’s kind of cute,” he admits, “thinking you still have any power after being so direct about submitting to me- you’re lucky I'm a service dom.”

“A service dom?” you squeak when Jaehyun moves to be laying between your legs, digits gently pushing at your inner thighs and prompting you to open them wider.

“Yeah,” Jaehyun places his hand over your core, thumb rubbing at your clit through sticky underwear, “I get off when you get off.” He meets your gaze, laughing a little at your shocked expression, before he hooks his fingers in your panties, dragging them to the side and leaning forward to lick the entirety of your entrance, tongue stopping to circle your clit momentarily. Your legs quiver slightly at the stimulation, hands reaching for Jaehyun’s hair, and it makes him smile even bigger. “See? You have no idea how pretty you are like this.”

“Jae-” you whimper his name when his mouth returns to your pussy, a finger dragging up and down your slit before gently pushing in-

“And the sounds you make,” Jaehyun groans, attacking your core with even more vigor this time, tongue lapping at you while he adds a second finger to your heat, thrusting and crooking them expertly, “I could make you cum for hours and never get tired of your moans.”

His words make you dizzy, and it isn’t long before he’s making you cum on his digits, tongue lapping at your clit, elongating your high until you’re nearly pushing at his head to get some sort of rest from the overwhelming pleasure-

“And you’re so pretty,” Jaehyun moves away from between your legs, “when you cry from this.”

It’s only then that you realize you’ve let slip at least a few tears- and Jaehyun’s thumb brushes the wet tracks away before he slides his middle and pointer fingers past your lips- you groan at your own taste coating his skin, and diligently suck his digits clean.

He’s watching you with dark, lust filled eyes, kneeling between your spread legs, half naked-

Nowhere near as naked as he should be, you realize, and neither are you.

As soon as Jaehyun removes his fingers from your lips, you sit up, grabbing your dress and tearing it off your body.

“This is a cute set,” he tells you, “i kind of feel bad about wanting to rip it off.”

“Don’t feel bad,” you respond, holding your breath while you wait for his followthrough, which you know is coming-

And it does.

He starts with your underwear, grabbing them in one hand and simply tugging them, forcing you to lift your legs off the bed to accommodate this kind of removal, and a moment later Jaehyun’s large body is once more between your thighs, pressing you down against his bed while his lips devour your own, and his hand slips under your back to undo the bra clasp there.

“Jae-” you whine his name, body twitching when the seam of the front of his pants hits your clit just right-

Your bra comes off, and his mouth latches onto your boobs, tongue flicking one nipple while he pinches the other between two fingers. Your back arches off the bed at the stimulation, eyebrows drawn together as another sound of pleasure escapes you.

“Here,” Jaehyun says, continuing his assault of your breasts while he adjusts his form to be not as centered by you by placing one knee on the outer side of your leg, while his other thigh pushes up against your exposed cunt, “if you’re that needy, you can use my thigh, but I’m not done with you yet.”

As if to prove his point, he bites your nipple gently, rubbing his face against the swell of your boobs while he applies more pressure to your core.

You can’t believe he’s making you wait-

But at the same time- unlike every other man you’ve slept with this week, you’re not intent on fighting back- because unlike every other man you’ve slept with this week, you’re submitting to Jaehyun. You’re trusting him to give you the best experience you can have- trusting him to read your body and help you discover what feels good in a way that no one has ever helped you before.

You grind your pussy against Jaehyun’s thigh, tangling your fingers in his hair and throwing your head back against the pillows.

You’re pretty sure you’re going to leave a spot on his pants- but you can’t bring yourself to care, hips working on their own accord, body driven by a need that up until this point, has been insatiable-

But something tells you your appetite for sex will be well taken care of tonight and in the coming future.

Another whimper leaves your lips, and you move a hand to Jaehyun’s strong shoulder, digging your nails into pretty, unblemished skin.

Jaehyun’s kisses finally move back up, and he peppers your throat with affection all the way until he reaches your lips- then he pulls away, looking down at you with an amused expression, brown eyes swirling with fondness and adoration. “Are you going to cum on my thigh baby?”

“Can I?” You’re a little shocked at the words so easily leaving you- the submissive persona inside your chest feeling like a caged up bird who’s finally been set free, and is now able to ruffle out her wings, only to find that, uncaged, this kind of flight comes naturally-

And it does feel like you’re soaring, especially when Jaehyun says “you can cum,” and his hand slips between your legs again. Not only does he push you over the ledge, but he gives you the ability to fly to cloud nine, and he keeps you there, eating up all your pretty sounds while he kisses the life out of you.

This time, it’s Jaehyun who licks his fingers clean when he’s done with you, because you’re too wrecked to do much other than lay there and try to catch your breath. He’s made you cum twice on his fingers now, both times drawing out your orgasm until something near overstimulation- and when you open your eyes, you see that you’re finally about to be rewarded with what you’ve truly been waiting for.

Jaehyun has his belt undone, and he’s watching you carefully even whilst moving to the top button on his pants. “Are you okay?” he asks.

You nod, swallowing thickly and wiping the back of your hand against your eyes to clear any more tears that have slipped out from the last orgasm.

“We can stop now if you can’t take any more-”

“No,” you shake your head immediately, adjusting your thighs on either side of him whilst hooking two fingers in the waistband of his pants to keep him close, “need you.”

Jaehyun smiles that classic smile of his, floofy hair falling in front of his face for a moment while he looks down at where you’ve latched onto him. “You’re adorable,” he tells you. Then he lets out a sigh, undoing the zipper of his pants, “and so greedy.”

You mewl, and Jaehyun’s eyes find you, assessing your expression. “Did you like that princess?” he asks, cocking his head at you, “Being called my greedy little whore?”

You nod, biting at your lower lip while you cave under his gaze, “just for you.”

Jaehyun humms happily, a large, warm hand landing on your thigh and rubbing down then back up again, “what am i going to do with you?”

“Fuck me?” you suggest.

Jaehyun laughs, shaking his head. “I mean after this,” he explains, “You said you’d turn into putty for the right dom- but have you ever stopped to think what you might do to him?”

“I have thought about it,” you tease, tugging at his pants and managing to get them down an inch or two.

“I’m being serious,” Jaehyun tells you, but he doesn’t stop you from continuing to undress him.

“Me too,” you say softly, gnawing on your lip before you continue. “I was thinking that- maybe- maybe tomorrow we could go on a hike again, you could show me more trees some beds of moss-”

Jaehyun lets out a horny yet amused half chuckle that turns into a groan when you suddenly tear his briefs down, releasing his thick, hard cock-

“Can i-” you begin to ask if you can have a turn servicing him, but your service dom never lets you finish your sentence, pushing your hand from his member in favor of flattening his body on top of yours again while his mouth returns to your own with more passion than ever before-

You’re so lost in Jaehyun’s kisses- so delighted by his tongue moving against your own- and a shift causes his cock to drag past your clit, sending a shiver through you.

“Fuck- Jae-” you think maybe you’ll cry if he doesn’t fuck you, but luckily, you don’t even have to finish your ask, because the man who reads you like the back of his hand places the head of his cock at your enterance and begins to push inside of you, and your mind goes blank except for the pleasure of it.

“You’re so warm-” he groans, moving his kisses to your neck, one hand coming up to grab your throat, angling your face away so he has better access to the spot that he’d marked earlier, the spot that makes you whine louder as he begins to fuck into you.

“Jae-” you tug on his hair, and your pretty dom relents this once, relinquishing your neck in favor of pressing soft kisses to your lips while he picks up the pace of his thrusts.

“Do you like that baby?” he smiles at you, dragging his nose across your cheek while continuing to pepper your skin in little kisses that contrast the power of his hips.

“Yes, Jae,” you whimper, torn between wanting to grab at his hair to anchor yourself, or wanting to grab onto his strong shoulders-

“How about this,” he adjusts the angle of his thrusts, a warm hand lifting your hip slightly to reposition it before flattening against your lower abdomen, applying a tiny bit of pressure that adds new depths of feeling-

A huge moan escapes you from the feeling of Jaehyun splitting you open on his cock while now consistently hitting your G spot, and your toes curl, core tightening around him.

“Gonna cum like this?” he asks, and you respond on autopilot with a murmured “yes, Jae” while you begin to kiss his jaw, eyes closed, body overcome by the onset of what is promising to be the biggest orgasm of your entire week-

“Can you hold it?”

You let out a bratty whine just as Jaehyun’s thumb finds your clit, and the stimulation forces you to grab the bed sheets, back arching, pushing your breasts against Jaehyun’s own bare chest- “no, Jae-”

“Then open your eyes and cum for me pretty girl,” he commands, free hand cupping your face while his hips and fingers on your clit make you do just that: cum- but it’s more like an explosion, your pussy clamping down on his cock while you force your eyes open, force yourself to look up at Jaehyun while he fucks you so good that you forget everything else in the entire world-

Your lover lets out a groan, smashing his lips to yours as his own orgasm hits, cock twitching inside of you before spilling his release. You kiss him hard- a clashing of tongues and teeth- but it’s not enough- you kiss him until you’re breathless, until you’re so overcome by everything Jaehyun that you’re lost in the sensation.

His hips start to lose their momentum, and soon they come to stop. You wrap your arms tightly around Jaehyun, fingers finding his hair to twirl while you both focus on breathing, chests pressed so you can feel his racing heart nearly as heavily as your own.

“Can I tell you something stupid?” Jaehyun asks, breaking the quiet and pushing himself off of you ever so slightly before rolling, taking you with him so now you’re the one cradled on top of his chest.

“You can tell me anything,” you breathe happily, cuddling into his side, “but I doubt any of it will be stupid.”

Jaehyun smiles, fingers brushing up and down your arm. “I’m not the type to get jealous,” he says, “but the other day i was in the showers and overheard YangYang and Jeno talking about you-”

“Oh no,” you groan, hiding your face against him.

“They didn’t go into details, don’t worry, what happens in V Week Stays in V Week-” Jaehyun says, “it was just- to be jealous of YangYang?” he laughs to himself, “I knew then and there that I was fucked. That you had me wrapped around your little finger.”

“I am sorry you had to hear them talk about me though,” you frown. “I’m sorry I still had to meet my quota even though we just started getting to know each other this week.”

“I don’t care,” Jaehyun tells you. “I mean it when I say what happens in V Week stays in V Week- I don’t care who you’ve slept with-”

“I don’t care who you’ve slept with either,” you state confidently.

Jaehyun gives you a look. “You might not say that once you see the final evaluation list-”

“Oh my god, how high of a number did you get?” you ask, clarifying: “I’m honestly not jealous- like you said- I’m just- I want to know how badly my sorority got beat this year.”

“I’ll tell you the number, but you’re not going to like it- and this isn’t an excuse, but this whole week was really confusing-”

“Jae,” you place your palm flat on his chest in an attempt to soothe him, “you don’t owe me anything, what happens in V Week Stays in V Week.”

“Okay-” a sigh, then, “what if, instead of telling you the number, I make you cum the number?”

“What if I die? Because you’re making this sound like a really high number-”

“You won’t die,” Jaehyun laughs, rolling to be on top of you again. He presses a gentle kiss to your lips, “but I’ll be nice and say you can start at three, hows that sound?”

“Well, I’m not going to say no to an offer like that-”

“Perfect,” Jaehyun has his tongue in your core a moment later, nose bumping by your already sensitive clit and causing your legs to shake on either side of his head, “lay back and relax, we’re going to be here a while, baby.”

“Jae did pretty well this year,” Mark muses, assessing the final V Week Scoreboard.

“You sound surprised,” Johnny says.

“Well- I’m a little shocked he was able to get his evaluation number up to ten-” Mark admits, “given the amount of time he spent with Y/N this week taking pictures in the forest for her class.”

“Last year he got to fifteen, and he wasn’t even the official evaluator, so his number did go down by like- what is that? Fifty percent? Thirty percent?”

“Aren’t you a business major?”

“I’m off duty,” Johnny grins, swirling the strong scented beverage in his cup.

Mark is quiet for a moment, eyes fixed on the V Week list that not only lists a score out of ten, but the person’s name as well. He hasn’t talked to you since yesterday when you arrived at the frat for the V Week Eve party- and while he saw you come into the frat earlier, you immediately went away with Jaehyun- “Your name is on the list.”

“Yeah, and Haechan scored highest this year again.” Johnny takes a sip of his drink and wipes the back of his mouth with his hand, letting out a breath. “But hey, I thought Y/N would have told you about last night by now.”

“It’s been busy,” Mark frowns. “You know she’s upstairs with Jaehyun right now, right?”

“Yeah, and?”

“Well, you must know by now that she and Jaehyun are-” Mark trails off.

“Are what?”

“Are… into each other?” Mark suggests, not knowing the full extent of your relationship himself.

“What?!” Johnny’s eyes widen, “really? I thought this whole week he was just trying to get her on his list-”

“No, it’s not like that,” Mark states. “I think they actually sort of avoided each other this week- kind of.” He considers it for a moment before adding, “she made him this really cute photo book for his birthday- like I said, they’ve been doing forest walks for her photography class, and she made all these cute details with leaves and shit- do you know the difference between coniferous and deciduous trees?”

Johnny lets out a ‘pfff’ sound, rolling his eyes, “What am I? A forestry major?” he scoffs. “I bet Jaehyun fucking loved the gift.”

“Well,” a fond smile finds its way onto Mark’s lips, “seeing as she went upstairs to give him the gift, and they never came back down- their phones were off, forcing Taeyong and Rose to send me to go knock on Jungwoo and Jaehyun’s door and remind them to text their evaluations in on time- I would think it’s pretty likely Jaehyun enjoyed the gift.” There’s a moment of quiet even as the party rages around them, and then Mark says, “you might have just fucked Jaehyun’s new girlfriend.”

Johnny lets out a sigh, looking down into his cup, “it would appear that way.”

“You fucked her yesterday-” Mark continues, “like- right before the countdown for Jae’s birthday-”

“Uh huh.”

“Wow,” Mark shakes his head, shocked at how quickly things can change.

“Good thing what happens during V Week, stays during V Week,” Johnny says. “Jaehyun won’t be mad about it.”

“I don’t think he’ll be mad either- but you know that’s not an actual rule right?” Mark asks. “Like- you know that Y/N’s sorority has an entire board listing all of our sex stats, regardless of who the evaluator was, from last year, right? Like- they all know who’s been fucking who-”

“What?!” Johnny exclaims, eyes widening. “They’re allowed to do that?”

Mark simply laughs, looking out at the frat house that’s alive with people, “they’re sorority girls, Johnny,” he smiles, “they’re allowed to do anything.”

Final Scoreboard for February 14th

Boy’s team: 10

8/10 Kim Yeji

9/10 Park Hajoon

9/10 Yang Jiho

8/10 Cho Nari

7/10 Han Rose

8/10 Chi Hwasa

8/10 Hong Eunji

9/10 Song Hwasa

8/10 Bang Minri

9/10 Bin Ari

10/10 (Y/N)

Girl’s team: 5

9/10 Lee Donghyuck

9/10 Kim Jungwoo

7/10 Liu YangYang

8/10 Lee Jeno

8/10 Suh Johnny

10/10 Jeong Jaehyun

this fic took way too many hours to complete askjakjska i love Jaehyun- but it’s nice to be done :) what did ya’ll think of Jungwoo? I’ve never written for him (or YangYang or Jeno), but Jungwoo has been bias wrecking me way too hard lately aksjkajaks

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