[fic] 001 and 002 of the infinite challenge ;; woohyun/sunggyu + sungyeol/hoya
author;; gyuuuu
001. student/teacher ; woohyun / sunggyu
author's notes;; this one was written quite quickly... so I think it sounds really awkward. >_< sorry about that!
rating;; pg
word count;; 680
darkness surrounded woohyun as he sat in a room, blind folded. he wasn't sure where he was, why he was here, or if he was anywhere at all. the temperature in the room was freezing, a bitter cold draft coming from somewhere; maybe an open window, if there was any. maybe from under a door, if there was one.
woohyun struggled against the rope tied around his hands as they were bound to the chair he was sitting on. he felt a cold sweat building up on his forehead. he was scared. the room was silent apart from the slight echo of woohyun's harsh breathing.
woohyun bit his lip, preventing a sob to rip from his dry throat. he breathed in through his nose and opened his mouth to say something, anything to break the silence. anything to see if anyone was there, but a sudden rustle stopped him. there was a screech and a slam followed by the sound of foot steps approaching woohyun. the noise echoed around woohyun's head as the foot steps got louder and louder.
"h-hello?" woohyun breathed out, his voice cracking.
there was a pause, "hello."
the voice was light and smooth, almost soothing woohyun in an instant.
"w-where am i?" woohyun asked, pulling at the restraints around his wrists again.
"where ever you want to be."
"i... what? why am i here?"
"you should be telling me, student."
"i don't understand."
the chair creaked under woohyun as he felt someone sit on his lap, legs either side of him. woohyun's frozen body now instantly becoming hot as someone elses body heat spread through him. he felt the person's hot breath on his ear as he whispered, "why are you here, woohyun?"
woohyun gulped, "i don't know."
"okay then." the voice replied before continuing, "i'm going to be your teacher today. i hope you learn well and enjoy your class."
woohyun gasped as he felt the others lips on his.
"you can call me mr. kim, understood?" mr. kim mumbled against woohyun's lips.
woohyun nodded.
"good, then let's begin, student."
mr. kim pressed his lips against woohyun's again. woohyun sat there, too shocked to respond to the kiss. mr. kim pulled away, "you're not doing very much. you're far too tense and your head is at such an awkward position."
"s-sorry, sir."
"it's fine, you're only a beginner after all," he paused, "relax a little. i'm not going to hurt you. and also tilt your head to the side a bit, it'll make it easier for the both of us."
woohyun let out a shaky breath and relaxed his shoulders and let his head roll to the side a bit.
"good boy," mr. kim praised, "now, when i kiss you, you have to respond quickly, yeah?"
woohyun nodded, not trusting himself to talk.
"then i will continue." mr. kim leaned in and wrapped his arms around woohyun's shoulders, pulling him closer. woohyun immediately responded, moving his lips against mr. kim's in an almost desperate way.
woohyun swore his mind exploded when he felt his teacher's tongue run teasingly across his bottom lip. he let out a broken groan as mr. kim ran his hands down the front of woohyun's chest, fanning his fingers out against his abdomen and applying slight pressure. a small moan left his mouth when he felt a familiar feeling began pooling around the pit of his stomach.
mr. kim smiled into the kiss before pulling away, his warm breath tickling woohyun's nose.
"that was much better!" mr. kim said, the strong smell of mint over whelming woohyun's senses. woohyun let out a small laugh before agreeing.
"but i'm afraid our class is over for today, woohyun." the heat of the other's body disappeared from woohyun. the sudden coolness of the room before hit him, sending a shiver up his spine.
"i look forward to seeing you tomorrow, don't be late." mr. kim planted one last kiss onto woohyun's cheek before the sound of foot steps leading away bounced of the walls of the room, leaving woohyun alone in the silence again.
002. letters ; sungyeol/ hoya
author's notes;; this one is supposed to be short and sweet with an open ending ^^
rating;; g
word count;; 365
howon sat with his back against the wall, the damp from the bricks seeped into his thin school t-shirt. he was on the school's roof, his usual get away place. he held a black marker pen in his hand, sliding the lid on and off with his thumb. howon lifted up his wrist and looked at the time, the neon green numbers showed it was 2:45PM, almost the end of school. he looked down at the ground and sighed. he slid the lid off the marker and let it hit the floor. howon leant over slightly and wrote 'hi~' on the concrete surface. he wasn't sure why he did it. if anything, he should've surely wrote his name to claim this space as his.
he put the cap back on the pen and left it next to his writing and stood up, dusting himself down. he picked up his bag and slung it over one shoulder and made his way to the large heavy metal door leading to the stairs back down to the school.
//
howon returned the next day and flopped down onto the hard floor, wincing in slight pain as he forgot that concrete wasn't soft like his bed at home. he leant back against the wall and let his head fall back, hitting the bricks with a dull thud. howon slid off his bag from his shoulder and dumped it next to him. he looked out at the scene in front of him. he could hear the quiet murmur of the students outside on campus, probably walking to their next lesson. he let out a groan and bought his legs to his chest, wrapping his arms around them. he places his head on his knee. he glances down at the ground briefly and his eyes widened. next to where he had written 'hi~' yesterday, was more black writing with the pen next to it. he released his grip around his legs and moved his face closer to try and read the writing.
'hi! i'm sungyeol! what's your name? ^^'
howon grabbed the pen quickly and ripped the cap off with his teeth, spitting it out somewhere and wrote beneath it, 'hoya.'
001. student/teacher ; woohyun / sunggyu
author's notes;; this one was written quite quickly... so I think it sounds really awkward. >_< sorry about that!
rating;; pg
word count;; 680
darkness surrounded woohyun as he sat in a room, blind folded. he wasn't sure where he was, why he was here, or if he was anywhere at all. the temperature in the room was freezing, a bitter cold draft coming from somewhere; maybe an open window, if there was any. maybe from under a door, if there was one.
woohyun struggled against the rope tied around his hands as they were bound to the chair he was sitting on. he felt a cold sweat building up on his forehead. he was scared. the room was silent apart from the slight echo of woohyun's harsh breathing.
woohyun bit his lip, preventing a sob to rip from his dry throat. he breathed in through his nose and opened his mouth to say something, anything to break the silence. anything to see if anyone was there, but a sudden rustle stopped him. there was a screech and a slam followed by the sound of foot steps approaching woohyun. the noise echoed around woohyun's head as the foot steps got louder and louder.
"h-hello?" woohyun breathed out, his voice cracking.
there was a pause, "hello."
the voice was light and smooth, almost soothing woohyun in an instant.
"w-where am i?" woohyun asked, pulling at the restraints around his wrists again.
"where ever you want to be."
"i... what? why am i here?"
"you should be telling me, student."
"i don't understand."
the chair creaked under woohyun as he felt someone sit on his lap, legs either side of him. woohyun's frozen body now instantly becoming hot as someone elses body heat spread through him. he felt the person's hot breath on his ear as he whispered, "why are you here, woohyun?"
woohyun gulped, "i don't know."
"okay then." the voice replied before continuing, "i'm going to be your teacher today. i hope you learn well and enjoy your class."
woohyun gasped as he felt the others lips on his.
"you can call me mr. kim, understood?" mr. kim mumbled against woohyun's lips.
woohyun nodded.
"good, then let's begin, student."
mr. kim pressed his lips against woohyun's again. woohyun sat there, too shocked to respond to the kiss. mr. kim pulled away, "you're not doing very much. you're far too tense and your head is at such an awkward position."
"s-sorry, sir."
"it's fine, you're only a beginner after all," he paused, "relax a little. i'm not going to hurt you. and also tilt your head to the side a bit, it'll make it easier for the both of us."
woohyun let out a shaky breath and relaxed his shoulders and let his head roll to the side a bit.
"good boy," mr. kim praised, "now, when i kiss you, you have to respond quickly, yeah?"
woohyun nodded, not trusting himself to talk.
"then i will continue." mr. kim leaned in and wrapped his arms around woohyun's shoulders, pulling him closer. woohyun immediately responded, moving his lips against mr. kim's in an almost desperate way.
woohyun swore his mind exploded when he felt his teacher's tongue run teasingly across his bottom lip. he let out a broken groan as mr. kim ran his hands down the front of woohyun's chest, fanning his fingers out against his abdomen and applying slight pressure. a small moan left his mouth when he felt a familiar feeling began pooling around the pit of his stomach.
mr. kim smiled into the kiss before pulling away, his warm breath tickling woohyun's nose.
"that was much better!" mr. kim said, the strong smell of mint over whelming woohyun's senses. woohyun let out a small laugh before agreeing.
"but i'm afraid our class is over for today, woohyun." the heat of the other's body disappeared from woohyun. the sudden coolness of the room before hit him, sending a shiver up his spine.
"i look forward to seeing you tomorrow, don't be late." mr. kim planted one last kiss onto woohyun's cheek before the sound of foot steps leading away bounced of the walls of the room, leaving woohyun alone in the silence again.
002. letters ; sungyeol/ hoya
author's notes;; this one is supposed to be short and sweet with an open ending ^^
rating;; g
word count;; 365
howon sat with his back against the wall, the damp from the bricks seeped into his thin school t-shirt. he was on the school's roof, his usual get away place. he held a black marker pen in his hand, sliding the lid on and off with his thumb. howon lifted up his wrist and looked at the time, the neon green numbers showed it was 2:45PM, almost the end of school. he looked down at the ground and sighed. he slid the lid off the marker and let it hit the floor. howon leant over slightly and wrote 'hi~' on the concrete surface. he wasn't sure why he did it. if anything, he should've surely wrote his name to claim this space as his.
he put the cap back on the pen and left it next to his writing and stood up, dusting himself down. he picked up his bag and slung it over one shoulder and made his way to the large heavy metal door leading to the stairs back down to the school.
//
howon returned the next day and flopped down onto the hard floor, wincing in slight pain as he forgot that concrete wasn't soft like his bed at home. he leant back against the wall and let his head fall back, hitting the bricks with a dull thud. howon slid off his bag from his shoulder and dumped it next to him. he looked out at the scene in front of him. he could hear the quiet murmur of the students outside on campus, probably walking to their next lesson. he let out a groan and bought his legs to his chest, wrapping his arms around them. he places his head on his knee. he glances down at the ground briefly and his eyes widened. next to where he had written 'hi~' yesterday, was more black writing with the pen next to it. he released his grip around his legs and moved his face closer to try and read the writing.
'hi! i'm sungyeol! what's your name? ^^'
howon grabbed the pen quickly and ripped the cap off with his teeth, spitting it out somewhere and wrote beneath it, 'hoya.'