Routine Check
Tittle: Routine Check
Parts: 02/??
Rating: (Overall) NC-17; (Chapter) PG-13
Parings: ChanYeol/Amber, Kris/Amber
A/N: ahaha OTL
“ChanYeol you overgrown bag of bones, get up!”
I groaned, knowing who the voice belonged to.
“Good Morning to you too, Amber-ah.”
Amber was currently jumping on my already thin and old mattress, laughing evilly as I attempted to block her loud laughter and the sunlight peeking in through the blinds with a thin pillow. Of course that didn’t help a bit, and soon enough I was too preoccupied with the morning’s distractions to even attempt to go back to sleep again.
One of said distractions was, of course, a very naked Amber still shaking my bed to shambles.
“Get dressed.” I sighed, getting up from bed and grabbing my discarded boxers on the ground while heading to my dingy bathroom to wash the drowsiness away.
“Look who’s talking, moron.” She snorted, grabbing one of my shirts and shoving it over her head, her hair sticking out in every direction.
She then made her way in the already cramped bathroom, sitting on the counter while she watched me as I brushed my teeth.
“You’re going to be late, you know. It’s eight-fifty.” She grinned, running her hands down her hair to straighten it out a bit.
I hummed in response, spitting out my toothpaste, “Whatever, Mr. Yang is an uptight prick anyways.”
She rolled her eyes, “You’re the one that wanted to take Bio in the mornings, idiot. I can’t say I didn’t tell you so.”
She pulled me by my necklace, an f(x) exclusive, and I settled between her legs with my arms beside her to rest on the bathroom counter to steady myself.
“Aren’t you late too?” I asked, feeling her run her hands from where they rested at my forearms to my shoulder blades, bringing me closer to her so that she could rest her chin on my shoulder.
“Korean Lit. was canceled for this week. Apparently Mrs. Yang was getting it on with one of the freshmen.” She chuckled, moving her hands lower to finger the cheap elastic of my thin boxers.
I slowly mover to her exposed neck to pepper open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone, “Mrs. Yang can’t be the only one to get all the fun, right?” I whispered, and smiled smugly when I noticed Amber shiver deliciously as she heard the drop in my tone of voice.
She slowly wrapped her bare legs snug around my waist, backing away a bit to smirk at me,
“You’re on.”
“This is getting too weird.”
“Shut up.”
“I mean, I love you both and all, but you guys are both my friends and I basically grew up with the both of you! Can’t the two of you see how wrong this is?”
“This BLT sucks.”
“Oh my God you’re not even listening to me! Show a bit of consideration, fake as it would be! It would be fine if I didn’t know how intimate you guys are being but, of course, both of you are loud mouths and too open with your sex life for your own good and dear God my ears do you have to be so loud? How’s about a fair warning when this happens next time and are the two of you ever sober when you two have sex fucking dear God.”
“Occasionally. We like to mix it up.”
“Wow. You’re such an inconsiderate fucker.”
I don’t even know how BaekHyun was able to ramble on that much without taking a breath, but honestly I didn’t care as much as he intended to make me.
“KyungSoo, help me out here.” He groaned, nudging the younger boy studying next to him to attention away from his European History textbook.
KyungSoo looked a bit annoyed to be interrupted from his studying, and glared at me as he spoke,
“BaekHyun-hyung means to say that, if you and Amber are going to have sex, to please warn him first; like half a day warning. Not two minutes before. Also, BaekHyun-hyung, don’t you think you should get a copy of my keys? I don’t like waking up at all hours in the night.” KyungSoo frowned, looking between BaekHyun and me.
BaekHyun scoffed indignantly, “You’re too fucking laidback, you moron. Don’t you even care that our dear Amber is sleeping with this giant idiot? Our poor, innocent Amber?!”
It was my turn to scoff, “Alright, first of all, we don’t sleep, okay? At least, not much. We have sex. Second of all, if poor, innocent Amber heard how you are talking about her, she wouldn’t hesitate to bash your teeth in; eleven years of friendship or not. Besides, it’s not my fault that you’re jealous I get to have sex with her. I mean, if you’re that bitter about the whole thing, I guess you can talk to her about ‘sleeping together’ with her, too. She might punch you for it, but it doesn’t hurt that much to ask.”
“Ew dear God. First of all, Amber is like my sister, that’s basically incest! Second of all, don’t use air quotes; they’re so unnecessary and they only make you look like an entitled dumbass. On second thought, scratch that last part; it fits you perfectly.”
JongIn snorted from where he was currently devouring his French fries like a ravenous hyena, “Good one, hyung,” he laughed, leaning across the table to snatch one of SeHun’s chicken nuggets.
“Get your own, fat ass!” SeHun snapped, angrily slapping away JongIn’s sticky fingers, “Where’s Amber-noona, anyways?” he asked, double-dipping his nugget in honey mustard.
I shrugged, “She’s with Victoria-noona. She’ll be here soon.”
There was no way I was going to finish that God-awful BLT sandwich, so I decided to just give up hope and throw it away and buy a snack at the vending machines outside the cafeteria.
I got in line behind a giggling group of freshmen girls and sighed, when I felt someone kick my behind.
“Get me a milk tea?” Amber grinned, and I only wiped my butt for dirt and nodded yes. She made her way inside the cafeteria to our usual table, and I followed soon after.
“How’s Victoria-noona doing?” KyungSoo asked, nodding his greeting to Amber as she sat down.
Amber replied to the other hellos she heard around the table before answering, “She’s alright. Says hi.” She munched, already stealing a few chicken nuggets from SeHun.
JongIn noticed that quickly, “Hey! How come you let Amber grab some of your food but not me?” he pointed out, widening his eyes slightly as he stared at the younger’s pleasantly detached default expression.
“Because, jackass, Amber-noona would kick my ass if I refuse to. No one wants to make Amber-noona mad.” He shrugged, moving his almost-empty chicken nugget plate to Amber, who laughed and eagerly accepted.
“And you’re not afraid of making me angry?” JongIn asked. SeHun only rolled his eyes.
“Hey, do you guys happen to know who Kris Wu is?” Amber asked, making my attention snap to her.
“Yeah, I see him at the library sometimes, around this time. A bit uptight and too meticulous for his own good and as tall as ChanYeol, right?” BaekHyun asked, popping a fry into his mouth.
Amber shrugged, “I don’t know. Victoria wants him for the Show next month. She told me he’s a hottie.”
I frowned, and opened my mouth to speak, but I was interrupted by BaekHyun’s scoff, “More like an unattainable hottie. I’ve seen how all the Fashion Design students look at him, trust me, and they ask all the time. He always rejects them, every single time, with not even a backwards glance. I don’t even know what they see in him, he always looks like he’s either tasted something sour or whatever’s stuck up his ass is pinching him a bit too tight.” He snorted, drinking his Diet Coke.
Amber laughed, “He’ll just have to accept me, won’t he?” she smiled lazily and I groaned.
“What’s wrong?” JongIn asked, stealing some of BaekHyun’s fries inconspicuously. BaekHyun didn’t seem to care much, though.
“Whenever she smiles like that it means I won’t be getting any.” I groaned, burying my head in my arms that were on the table, successfully blocking BaekHyun’s indignant cries of my fucking ears dear God you asshole and various other sounds of protests from the guys.
Amber threw her head back and laughed, ruffling my hair when she stopped, “ChanYeol you horn dog. I’m sure some of the freshmen girls wouldn’t mind having sex with you for a while! Besides, business is business. I owe Victoria for all the studying she helps me with.” She sighed, gathering her stuff back into her backpack.
I followed her actions, “Where are we going?” I asked, zipping up my bag and standing up.
She frowned, “I don’t know where you’re going but BaekHyun and I are going to the library to meet a special someone, aren’t we oppa?” she asked, turning her begging eyes to BaekHyun.
BaekHyun smiled resignedly, “Sure, Amber,” And got up from his seat to follow skipping Amber to the library.
I frowned and got back into my seat, putting slightly.
KyungSoo laughed, “You’re relationship with Amber is so fucked up. That’s going to come back and bite you in the ass, you know.” SeHun and JongIn laughed at this, and they promptly chose to ignore as they moved to another topic about an upcoming Calculus test.
I sighed, maybe I could catch up to Amber later.
-chanyeol likes the sexy times ahahaha
-prob. Amber's pov next chapter.
-omg no smut ye yes please
Parts: 02/??
Rating: (Overall) NC-17; (Chapter) PG-13
Parings: ChanYeol/Amber, Kris/Amber
A/N: ahaha OTL
“ChanYeol you overgrown bag of bones, get up!”
I groaned, knowing who the voice belonged to.
“Good Morning to you too, Amber-ah.”
Amber was currently jumping on my already thin and old mattress, laughing evilly as I attempted to block her loud laughter and the sunlight peeking in through the blinds with a thin pillow. Of course that didn’t help a bit, and soon enough I was too preoccupied with the morning’s distractions to even attempt to go back to sleep again.
One of said distractions was, of course, a very naked Amber still shaking my bed to shambles.
“Get dressed.” I sighed, getting up from bed and grabbing my discarded boxers on the ground while heading to my dingy bathroom to wash the drowsiness away.
“Look who’s talking, moron.” She snorted, grabbing one of my shirts and shoving it over her head, her hair sticking out in every direction.
She then made her way in the already cramped bathroom, sitting on the counter while she watched me as I brushed my teeth.
“You’re going to be late, you know. It’s eight-fifty.” She grinned, running her hands down her hair to straighten it out a bit.
I hummed in response, spitting out my toothpaste, “Whatever, Mr. Yang is an uptight prick anyways.”
She rolled her eyes, “You’re the one that wanted to take Bio in the mornings, idiot. I can’t say I didn’t tell you so.”
She pulled me by my necklace, an f(x) exclusive, and I settled between her legs with my arms beside her to rest on the bathroom counter to steady myself.
“Aren’t you late too?” I asked, feeling her run her hands from where they rested at my forearms to my shoulder blades, bringing me closer to her so that she could rest her chin on my shoulder.
“Korean Lit. was canceled for this week. Apparently Mrs. Yang was getting it on with one of the freshmen.” She chuckled, moving her hands lower to finger the cheap elastic of my thin boxers.
I slowly mover to her exposed neck to pepper open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone, “Mrs. Yang can’t be the only one to get all the fun, right?” I whispered, and smiled smugly when I noticed Amber shiver deliciously as she heard the drop in my tone of voice.
She slowly wrapped her bare legs snug around my waist, backing away a bit to smirk at me,
“You’re on.”
“This is getting too weird.”
“Shut up.”
“I mean, I love you both and all, but you guys are both my friends and I basically grew up with the both of you! Can’t the two of you see how wrong this is?”
“This BLT sucks.”
“Oh my God you’re not even listening to me! Show a bit of consideration, fake as it would be! It would be fine if I didn’t know how intimate you guys are being but, of course, both of you are loud mouths and too open with your sex life for your own good and dear God my ears do you have to be so loud? How’s about a fair warning when this happens next time and are the two of you ever sober when you two have sex fucking dear God.”
“Occasionally. We like to mix it up.”
“Wow. You’re such an inconsiderate fucker.”
I don’t even know how BaekHyun was able to ramble on that much without taking a breath, but honestly I didn’t care as much as he intended to make me.
“KyungSoo, help me out here.” He groaned, nudging the younger boy studying next to him to attention away from his European History textbook.
KyungSoo looked a bit annoyed to be interrupted from his studying, and glared at me as he spoke,
“BaekHyun-hyung means to say that, if you and Amber are going to have sex, to please warn him first; like half a day warning. Not two minutes before. Also, BaekHyun-hyung, don’t you think you should get a copy of my keys? I don’t like waking up at all hours in the night.” KyungSoo frowned, looking between BaekHyun and me.
BaekHyun scoffed indignantly, “You’re too fucking laidback, you moron. Don’t you even care that our dear Amber is sleeping with this giant idiot? Our poor, innocent Amber?!”
It was my turn to scoff, “Alright, first of all, we don’t sleep, okay? At least, not much. We have sex. Second of all, if poor, innocent Amber heard how you are talking about her, she wouldn’t hesitate to bash your teeth in; eleven years of friendship or not. Besides, it’s not my fault that you’re jealous I get to have sex with her. I mean, if you’re that bitter about the whole thing, I guess you can talk to her about ‘sleeping together’ with her, too. She might punch you for it, but it doesn’t hurt that much to ask.”
“Ew dear God. First of all, Amber is like my sister, that’s basically incest! Second of all, don’t use air quotes; they’re so unnecessary and they only make you look like an entitled dumbass. On second thought, scratch that last part; it fits you perfectly.”
JongIn snorted from where he was currently devouring his French fries like a ravenous hyena, “Good one, hyung,” he laughed, leaning across the table to snatch one of SeHun’s chicken nuggets.
“Get your own, fat ass!” SeHun snapped, angrily slapping away JongIn’s sticky fingers, “Where’s Amber-noona, anyways?” he asked, double-dipping his nugget in honey mustard.
I shrugged, “She’s with Victoria-noona. She’ll be here soon.”
There was no way I was going to finish that God-awful BLT sandwich, so I decided to just give up hope and throw it away and buy a snack at the vending machines outside the cafeteria.
I got in line behind a giggling group of freshmen girls and sighed, when I felt someone kick my behind.
“Get me a milk tea?” Amber grinned, and I only wiped my butt for dirt and nodded yes. She made her way inside the cafeteria to our usual table, and I followed soon after.
“How’s Victoria-noona doing?” KyungSoo asked, nodding his greeting to Amber as she sat down.
Amber replied to the other hellos she heard around the table before answering, “She’s alright. Says hi.” She munched, already stealing a few chicken nuggets from SeHun.
JongIn noticed that quickly, “Hey! How come you let Amber grab some of your food but not me?” he pointed out, widening his eyes slightly as he stared at the younger’s pleasantly detached default expression.
“Because, jackass, Amber-noona would kick my ass if I refuse to. No one wants to make Amber-noona mad.” He shrugged, moving his almost-empty chicken nugget plate to Amber, who laughed and eagerly accepted.
“And you’re not afraid of making me angry?” JongIn asked. SeHun only rolled his eyes.
“Hey, do you guys happen to know who Kris Wu is?” Amber asked, making my attention snap to her.
“Yeah, I see him at the library sometimes, around this time. A bit uptight and too meticulous for his own good and as tall as ChanYeol, right?” BaekHyun asked, popping a fry into his mouth.
Amber shrugged, “I don’t know. Victoria wants him for the Show next month. She told me he’s a hottie.”
I frowned, and opened my mouth to speak, but I was interrupted by BaekHyun’s scoff, “More like an unattainable hottie. I’ve seen how all the Fashion Design students look at him, trust me, and they ask all the time. He always rejects them, every single time, with not even a backwards glance. I don’t even know what they see in him, he always looks like he’s either tasted something sour or whatever’s stuck up his ass is pinching him a bit too tight.” He snorted, drinking his Diet Coke.
Amber laughed, “He’ll just have to accept me, won’t he?” she smiled lazily and I groaned.
“What’s wrong?” JongIn asked, stealing some of BaekHyun’s fries inconspicuously. BaekHyun didn’t seem to care much, though.
“Whenever she smiles like that it means I won’t be getting any.” I groaned, burying my head in my arms that were on the table, successfully blocking BaekHyun’s indignant cries of my fucking ears dear God you asshole and various other sounds of protests from the guys.
Amber threw her head back and laughed, ruffling my hair when she stopped, “ChanYeol you horn dog. I’m sure some of the freshmen girls wouldn’t mind having sex with you for a while! Besides, business is business. I owe Victoria for all the studying she helps me with.” She sighed, gathering her stuff back into her backpack.
I followed her actions, “Where are we going?” I asked, zipping up my bag and standing up.
She frowned, “I don’t know where you’re going but BaekHyun and I are going to the library to meet a special someone, aren’t we oppa?” she asked, turning her begging eyes to BaekHyun.
BaekHyun smiled resignedly, “Sure, Amber,” And got up from his seat to follow skipping Amber to the library.
I frowned and got back into my seat, putting slightly.
KyungSoo laughed, “You’re relationship with Amber is so fucked up. That’s going to come back and bite you in the ass, you know.” SeHun and JongIn laughed at this, and they promptly chose to ignore as they moved to another topic about an upcoming Calculus test.
I sighed, maybe I could catch up to Amber later.
-chanyeol likes the sexy times ahahaha
-prob. Amber's pov next chapter.
-omg no smut ye yes please