“No. Absolutely not.” You crossed your arms in front of your chest defiantly as your boyfriend asked you yet again to do to something he knew you didn’t want to do. His smug face just riled you up even further, he had no problems with the task at hand, and continued to provoke you.
“Your Turn.”
It was a simple statement yet it held so much within it. Sehun sat on the couch, his head resting upon his hand as he stayed there unmoving, his brown eyes watching you playfully as you stood before him. He knew it was eating at you and he loved seeing you squirm. You hated the fact that you couldn’t help yourself and played into his hands every single time.
“No. I don’t want to do it.”
You could hear the pout in your voice as you cringed inwardly at your reaction. You were pulling out all the stops this time, knowing that Sehun had a soft spot for your cute ways.
“Babe, it’s just for me. No one will ever know. Please?”
Sehun moved towards you then, his hands reaching out to grab at your shirt, pulling you into him as he wrapped his arms around you affectionately. His lips finding the skin on the back of your neck as he left soft kisses there a moment later. He was playing dirty too.
You sighed into the feeling, relishing the way his mouth moved against you, distracting you from your task at hand. Shaking yourself out of the reverie you moved away from his touch, turning to face him with a scowl on your face.
“That was unfair.” You pointed a finger at him accusingly.
Sehun just smiled playfully, knowing full well that his tactic almost worked, yet enjoyed the fight you put up even though he knew your determination had faltered.
“Whatever do you mean? If you just take your turn, then we can all have what we want. Hmm?” he wriggled his eyebrows teasingly as he moved towards you, closing the gap between you again as he pushed you back against the couch, his body ever so slightly above yours.
He had taken the breath out of you, your cheeks suddenly feeling hot as one hand rested against your cheek, the other running little circles along your midriff that was now peeking through as your shirt shifted up slightly.
“Why do you always do this?” You asked, your eyes closed as you concentrated on his touch once more.
“Why do you always protest too much?” He countered mumbling against your skin as his lips made their way down your neck teasingly.
You sighed. Resigning to the fact that there was now no way for you to fight against him anymore. You would finally give in and take your turn. He always had this affect on you and you despised and loved it in equal measure.
“Oppa.”
You said it so quickly that some part of you thought he hadn’t heard you at first, yet Sehun stilled instantly, causing you to open your eyes. He was looking straight at you, his brown eyes showing a sign of something you hadn’t seen before.
“Sehun, are you okay?”
“Wahh, my heart. See it wasn’t so hard was it?” he announced dramatically, his hands leaving you and stopping over his heart as his smile grew even wider. You rolled your eyes, pushing him playfully as you tried to move from under him.
“The things you make me do, I swear.” You admitted, shaking your head at the audacity of your boyfriend.
