Chapter Text
Seven Choi is quite a popular name around campus. He’s known for many things: his trendy fashion style, his rap tracks on Soundcloud, and him being a social butterfly, too social if you ask his classmates. Too social that he’s known to have slept half of the school’s student population on the campus. He’s charming and flirts with almost everyone that he thinks quote-on-quote ‘looks tasty.’ And currently, he’s doing a bit of a taste test, no, scratch that, thirst-quenching.
Seven’s skillful hands fondled over the sophomore's bare breasts, playing with them and earning muffled moans from her mouth. Seven didn't know how he got into this position, it was a blur when he pulled the girl inside his dorm. He's been craving for this, and the sophomore looked too good earlier dancing at the quad, what a shame if he misses on her beautiful curves. His fingers trailed down the woman's stomach until the hem of her thin shorts. He raised a brow as he stared at the panting girl, savoring the thrill from every inch of skin that Seven touched.
“Yes... please,” the sophomore begged her senior. A smirk appeared on the male's face and he immediately unbuttoned her shorts. He gulps, not because he's nervous, but for thirst. He's been clean of sex for three days and Hyunsuk thinks he's about to lose his sanity, thirst-quenching indeed. He let his fingers slide through the girl's shorts and was about to reach for her clit not until his phone vibrated.
“Fuck.”
“D-don't u—”
Both of them were disappointed. Seven stood up, pushing himself up with his arms. The girl laid back his head and sighed as she saw Seven scrolling through his phone. The girl stood up as well, buttoning up her fly and tightening her loosened ponytail once again.
Seven answers, “What?”
“I’m coming up right now—”
“Should I go?” the girl whispered, panic plastered all over her face.
“Is that a woman? My god, Seven, I was gone for three goddamn hours. I thought you’re studying Physics, not someone’s fucking body,” disappointment was clear in his roommates tone, Seven would be lying if he says he doesn't find it amusing when Cole is 'mad'.
“No, no one’s here, Cole. Just you know. Uhm, could you please walk slowly?” Seven says as he signals the girl to get out. The sophomore grabbed her things and rushed out of the room.
“Unbelievable. If my bed is stained again, I swear to—”
“Hell no your sheets are disgusting— I mean I'm not doing anything nasty. Yeah,” Seven checks himself in the mirror and fixes his hair. He still looks okay though, even though he just got cock blocked. He went back to his bed and just chilled, waiting for his roommate to come up, acting as if he was a good boy who definitely did not almost upped his body count.
The door opens and Seven smiles at Cole. Cole rolled his eyes and dropped the bags of groceries on the small dining table, “I'm just going to pretend I didn't see that sophomore.”
“Hm? What sophomore?” Seven innocently smiles resting his head on his hand. Cole just shook his head and disbelief. “Pft. Fine. Stop being so jealous about it.”
“Asshole,” Cole says and throws Seven's physics book towards him. The blonde caught it as it landed on his chest. His roommate sat in front of him, in his own bed.
“Okay listen. You're going to fucking fail if you don't get your shit together. Think with your brain and not your dick, please!”
“My dick is smarter.”
Cole stared for a few seconds and then threw a pillow at Seven's direction. The younger one ruffled his own hair, as if he’s about to go crazy. “Look, I'm genuinely worried about you dude. I tried to help you, and I admit, I'm not the best teacher. Because yes! Fuck physics. But you didn't even try.”
Seven hugs his knees and looks at the window while Cole lectures him. He's having a hard time with everything lately. This whole failing thing is adding up to all the bullshit. And what Cole said is true, he's been thinking with his dick rather than his head. He'd rather think with it .
“So, this is the last time I'm going to try. I talked with a friend of mine, he's in the engineering department. He's willing to help you, and don't worry he said it's going to be free. He's really good, so try.”
“So what if I fail?” He raised a brow. At this point, Seven doesn't really care. It's just Cole being dramatic of this situation.
“I don't want to leave you behind here.”
Seven grimaced.
“What the fuck? I'm serious!”
“Fine. You cheesy fuck,” Seven sighs.
“Promise me you'll try? I want us to graduate together dude,” Cole offers his pinky, initiating a pinky promise between them. Seven rolls his eyes, “Aight. Promise,” he says with a scrunched face and intertwined their pinkies together.
Cole has been his roommate since he was a freshman. He was very timid at first so he wasn't that fond of him, not until Cole gave him his notes when Seven was bed ridden because of a fever. Even though they didn't even talk for the first few months, well Seven didn't talk to him.
“Great! I'll contact him right now.” Cole smiled widely.
Seven never expected to have a friend like Cole. He's very bright, responsible and a little goody two shoes. That's why he didn't talk to him, he felt too fake for him. It's nice to have a friend who doesn't want to sleep with you.
But oh my god , Seven wishes somebody would fuck his room mate, he's too clueless.
“Who is it anyways?”
“Archi Park.”
“Is he hot?”
“Stop thinking with your dick.”
~
“Yeah, I'm busy tonight,” Seven excused with a fake smile. He's currently at a fancy condominium building, waiting for Cole to text him a go signal and definitely not trying to get laid tonight, shit I really said that huh . But he's serious. He's here to learn, like a good boy; a hot blonde little too overdressed boy. His roommate told him to just wear casual clothes but knowing Seven, that’s a big no. He wore his floral red jacket, a low cut black shirt and some tight ripped black jeans. To top off everything, Seven also wore a pearl necklace. It's no wonder that he got hit on tonight.
“Oh, someone took my place tonight?” the random male says. Seven doesn't just fuck anybody. He has taste you know. And this man infront of him doesn't make him want to ditch his tutor tonight. Hm, not enough. He's persistent though, kind of funny.
Yeah, he's been clean for 5 days, (Cole's fault) but he's not that desperate right now, maybe a bit deprived but eh. Also, he still has a tutor session to attend to (Cole's fault too).
Seven eyes then caught a huge built of a man. He's wearing a suit, casually walking to the elevators. Seven can only see his huge figure, how tall he is, and how his clothes hugged the shit out of his body, especially his roaring thighs. Every curve and line of his muscles, visible and all for Seven to see. And that was just the back. The man in suit, turned and his side profile made Seven's knees weak.
That's a first.
He's the one who makes people's knees weak.
Tasty.
.
.
.
God, Seven. Think with your head. He could hear Cole say in his head.
“Yeah, that man took it,” the blonde slyly smiled and walked away, leaving the creep behind.
If somebody's going to make him ditch his tutor tonight, that man in the suit would be that somebody.
~
Cole:
yooo are u there alr?
archi said u can come
up now
Seven:
just saw a hot guy
Seven:
im almost there ;p
Cole:
wtf?!
Seven:
jk
Seven:
what's the unit number
Cole:
1509
~
Seven rode the elevator, up to the 15th floor. If you ask Seven, he's not that nervous. He's just wishing that this tutor is not that good as Cole praised him to be. So he can get this over with as soon as possible. From what he had heard from his roommate, this Archi Park guy also helped Cole before. He actually offers tutor sessions and is the top of his class. He also included one physical description, he wears glasses.
But again, he might not be as good. Seven thinks he's hopeless at this point. If it wasn't for that stupid pinky promise thingy, he'd contact someone right now or maybe look for that hot guy at the lobby.
Seven stepped out of the lift, and a long corridor welcomed him.
1509
He searched every door, looking for the right unit number. He walked along the corridor and finally he finally found it. He fixed himself, of course he still needs to look good. Seven knocked and it took a few seconds before he heard footsteps approaching from the other side.
“Oh, hello.”
Three syllables, there goes Seven's knees. It was the guy from downstairs. The hot as fuck one. The one that Seven would ditch his tutor for. The thing is, he didn't even say that seductively. It was sweet and soft, but still deep. He's still wearing the white dress shirt and his tie is a bit loosened. And that fucking smile.
This is not Archi Park, right?
As much as he wants to just dive in. He must stay focused.
“I'm sorry for bothering you. I think I got the wrong unit. I'll just go ahead. Enjoy your night,” Seven said as fast as he could and turned away. He turned away before his dick started thinking and his ass started walking towards the hot guy's door.
“Where are you going, Mr. Choi?”
No.
Holy shit.
Seven turned around and saw the smile on the hot guy's face. “Seven Choi, right?” he asks. He then took a pair of thin framed glasses from his pocket and wore them. Seven is in bliss.
“Ah, yes yes,” Seven smiles back, trying to suppress any emotion inside of him. He didn't know that the Archi that Cole told him about would be this so attractive. He should've told him! “You're Mr. Archi Park?” Archi nodded as an answer.
“Come on in. Make yourself feel at home, Mr. Choi.”
The two of them entered Archi's place. It was wide and clean. There was only one room, and Seven assumed that it might be the bathroom since everything is out in the open, including the king size bed. There were a lot of mirrors around his place too. Everything looks expensive but nothing tops the way Archi's back looks. Why does he have to wear tight clothes? thought by the person with tight and ripped jeans.
“I just arrived here so my apologies if I look like a mess right now,” Archi looks back, and pulls a chair from the dining table, offering a seat to the blonde.
“You look se— great, don't worry,” Seven managed to say.
“Really?” That goddamn voice again, sweet, soft but deep and sultry with a hint of teasing. How the fuck? “Y-yeah,” the blonde nodded as he took a seat. But he flinched as he felt warm and heavy hands on his shoulder. He looked up and it was Archi, looking down on him.
“My air conditioner is kind of broken at the moment so it will get hot in here later. I'll take care of your jacket.”
The way Archi is holding his shoulders… It was different. You will know if someone's touching you sensually, that's not what Archi is doing, yet seeing those big as fuck hands. So close to my fucking neck, do it.
“Thanks, baby,” Seven says, mustering the courage all over his body. His game must not be crumbled by this man! Archi helped him remove his jacket. All he earned from Archi was a chuckle.
Seven began to bring out his books, realizing as well that the person that he'll ditch his tutor for is his hot tutor. Archi placed his jacket in a rack and took a seat in front of Seven. He can now properly see every detail on Archi's face. His sleek eyes, plump lips and his beauty marks especially the heart shaped mole under his eye, why haven't I seen this gorgeous person before? Seven always loiters, it's impossible for him not to see Archi on campus.
“So,” Archi cleared his throat, and Seven flinched. “Usually, my sessions only last an hour. However, Cole is a really good friend of mine so we can do this for as long as you want.”
“How about all night?”
“We can do this 'till morning,” Archi replied. Omg, is he flirting back? “If you can handle seeing numbers that long.” Ah, right.
“Hahaha…”
Maybe it's all just in Seven's head. Right. With the way Archi is treating him right now, there's no chance he's going to get dicked down right now. And it's even the first time he would let someone dick him down! It's such a weird feeling for Seven to feel this way, he's alway the one who eats, not the one to get eaten. And it looks like that won't happen at all, plus what if he's straight?
“Alright, let me see.”
Archi says and licks his thumb, and turns the pages. How can his every single move make him even hotter? Seven wished he's the book right now, getting wet by Archi, being folded and opened into two. If Seven wasn't so sex deprived, he won't be like this, well, he's not sure. Deprived or not, his tutor is something else.
Seven's focus is clearly towards the man in front of him and then he was taken aback when Archi suddenly smirked, then looked up at him. If Seven wasn't so sex deprived, he won't be like this, well, he's not sure.
“These are quite easy. Let's begin,” Archi stood up and dragged his chair to sit beside Seven.
And the session finally began. If Seven is going to be honest, his head hurts and it was most certainly hot; both literally and figuratively. Archi is definitely not joking when he said that the air conditioner is broken and it will get hot. Figuratively too since Archi is way too close and his legs are touching Seven's. And Seven felt like it's worth mentioning that Archi has a habit of licking his lips.
Are all his tutor sessions like this?
He was indeed a good tutor, far better than Cole. He made formulas easy, even though Seven still has a hard time memorizing and remembering them.
“Well, it's still the first night. You'll get better.”
“I'm going insane. It's so hot and this is so hard,” Seven complained, sweeping his blonde hair.
“I've been trying to contact maintenance, but they're always busy. I agree, it's really hot.”
Seven looked at Archi. He didn't realize that he's actually sweating.
“Really hot.”
“Hm?”
“Huh? L-look at you, you're so sweaty. You can take off your clothes if you want,” Seven casually said, almost losing his game for a second.
“Alright. I'll try to fix the ac for a while. Continue answering, Mr. Choi.”
Seven sighed and tapped the table, trying to focus on the physics problem in front of him. He hums and starts to solve it, applying some of the techniques that Archi taught him earlier. And another sigh— haa… aaa?!
“You good?” Archi, turns around, in the middle of removing his white dress shirt. Seven just nodded, because he didn't know what to say. Archi turned back and Seven looked up a little bit, looking at the mirrors near Archi as they reflected his tutor. He changed into a white tank top and aftee that Archi he began trying to fix the AC as well. Now he can properly see what the hell that suit is hugging the shit out of, those god-made muscles. Is he serious right now? Why can't I catch a freaking break? I'm trying to study here (Seven couldn't believe he just thought that.)
He's trying so hard not to stand up, push this man into the nearest bed, and just let Archi taste him. It is indeed true that your dick is a compass to trouble.
“Did you finish already?”
“If you keep acting like that, maybe I will!” Seven blurted out without thinking. Archi just looked confused. The blonde could already hear Cole shouting at him to stop thirsting.
“Hm? Acting like what?” Archi asks with a little laugh, unknown to the situation that Seven is having a sexistential crisis. If he spends any minute within the proximity of Archi, his friend will start thinking, I swear to God.
“Nothing, um, yeah I finished already,” he denies. Archi checked out the book and fixed glasses, and began examining Seven's work. “Some errors but we could still work on—
“I think it's getting late, can we continue this next time Mr. Park?”
GET HIM OUT OF HERE.
“Sure. I'll escort you to the lobby,” he smiles.
~
Seven:
pick me up loser
Cole:
wait loser
Cole:
my date isn't
finished yet
Seven:
then thrust
harder
Cole:
SHUT UP
Cole:
FINE
Cole:
IM COMING
Seven:
hope ur date
comes too <333
~
Seven giggles a bit while texting Cole but that giggle fades aways as he remembers that Archi is beside him. “You know, you don't have to escort me here,” Seven said.
“Don't worry about it, my services are flexible,” Archi joked but that joke was completely stamped onto Seven's rotten brain. He's not the only flexible person around here.
Unlike earlier, it was dark and freezing outside.
“How was the first night?” Archi broke the deafening silence. Seven didn't realize he was there for three hours and it's currently 10 pm.
“I was thirsty the whole night.” Seven's not joking.
“Why didn't you say so? You didn't touch the glass of water I gave you though.”
Seven head hurts, maybe Archi is just being professional but still!
“It's fine, I was just too focused.” Yeah, focused on his tutor.
“That's not what I saw.”
Seven was about to say something not until he was pulled away by a stranger. The guy from earlier. “I've been waiting for you all night.”
“Hey?! What the fuck?!” Seven exclaimed and he tugged back his arm. Archi quickly followed them, crossing his right arm across Seven's chest, an attempt to protect the blonde from the man.
“C'mon dude, you fucked him already. Get out of the way,” the creep said and Seven was red as hell.
“Who fucked who now?” Archi asks and Seven is surprised to see his face, looking more amused than confused. Seven bit his lower lip in panic. He's definitely fucked, well a little. If someone or something is going to eat him now, it better be the fucking ground. Everything he had said backfired, he didn't think that the stranger would take his words seriously.
“You guys fucked alr— You know what, I don't care! Come here you cumdump!”
The audacity! As if something was switched on inside Seven, his eyes widened and he clenched his jaw, Seven brushed off Archi's arms from his chest and went closer to the creep.
“Insulting me and then expecting me to fuck you? Are you stupid?!” Seven roared.
He doesn't like when he gets insulted by strangers, especially if not in bed. All Seven can see is red right now. One little fun fact about Seven is he likes to play soccer and is exceptionally good at it. Seven folded his right leg to gain momentum and kicked the stranger in the balls.
Goaaaaaaaal!
“Have fun cumming bitch!”