"Biggest secret you've ever kept from your parents?" Yoongi asked.

Namjoon didn't have to think about it. "The way they raise me- I fucking hate it."

Yoongi blinked at how angry the student sounded. "What do you mean?"

It was two questions, but Namjoon let it slide since it felt good to get this off his shoulders.

"They're so controlling! 'Do this exactly like this and do it at this time, and do that just like that at that time!'" Namjoon snapped, mimicking his parents. "It's so strict and annoying!"

"Why don't you tell them that?" Yoongi asked.

Namjoon shook his head. "They don't listen. They just say it's for my own good and all that stupid adult talk."

Yoongi chuckled. "An as adult, I agree what they're doing is stupid."

"Truth or dare?" Namjoon changed the subject.

"Dare." Yoongi grinned. "And I'll drink too."

"I dare you to Venmo me 10,000 won." Namjoon said.

Yoongi ran his tongue along his teeth at the students cheeky grin. "I'll drink."

Namjoon made a face as Yoongi tipped back his wine instead of sending him the money. "Cheap bastard."

Yoongi chuckled as he set the wine glass down. "I just dropped over 5 million won on you today, in case you forgot."

Namjoon scowled, suddenly aware of the bra and panties he was wearing. "Trying to forget." He bounced his leg up and down.

"Truth or dare, sub?"

"Truth. And I'll strip something off."

"What's your body count?" Yoongi asked, genuinely wanting to know.

Namjoon's leg stopped bouncing.

Yoongi watched as the student said nothing for a few long moments, staring at something off camera.

"Nam-"

Namjoon unzipped his jacket and tossed it aside instead of answering the question. "Truth or dare?"

Yoongi frowned, but answered anyways.

"Truth."

"What's your body count?"

"Where's the creativity, sub?" Yoongi chuckled. "But I'll have you know, I don't know the count. Couple hundred or so. I don't keep track anymore."

"Whore." Namjoon muttered.

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare." Namjoon avoided the truth. "And I'll drink."

"I dare you to tell me the truth of your body count, and not back out and drink." Yoongi said sternly.

Namjoon's eyes flashed with a new type of anger that Yoongi hadn't seen from him before. "That's fucking cheating!"

"Is not. You're the one who proposed this game." Yoongi reminded him.

"You can't force me to say that!" Namjoon seethed. "I'm hanging up, you- you ruined the game!"

His hand shot out and grabbed his phone, but before he could hang up, Yoongi called out;

"If you tell me, I'll call off the punishment."

Namjoon froze, his finger hovering less than half an inch away from the screen.

Yoongi watched him, his expression unreadable.

"Everything?" Namjoon raised an eyebrow, wanting to clarify. "All the rules I've broken- it'll all be wiped clean without so much as a slap on the wrist?"

"I promise." Yoongi said deeply, and Namjoon knew the dom was serious. "Getting to know you is more important than anything else."

Namjoon thought for a full minute, his finger slowly lowering from the red button.

"I..." He looked troubled, an emotion Yoongi could tell the student didn't often feel often, and he suddenly wanted to be there for the boy- physically there to comfort him. Wrapping his arm around the boys shoulders, protecting him from whatever it was that had the student looking over his shoulder.

"No." Namjoon suddenly decided.

Yoongi blinked, having thought for sure that the student would have told him the truth to avoid getting punished.

"Namjoo-"

"Fuck off." Namjoon glared at him, and the call ended.

Yoongi stared at the dark screen in disbelief.

He tried calling back, but Namjoon didn't answer.

He glanced at his heartbeat watch, and saw the boys heart rate was higher than normal. Not enough to make the watch go off, and Yoongi knew the student wasn't in the mood for anything sexual.

Namjoon's heart had to be beating in fear.

-

The vodka bottle had been full of water, and the student dumped that down the drain, not in the mood to trick Yoongi anymore.

Namjoon curled up under his blanket, hearing his phone vibrate every few seconds with what he assumed was a new text from the dom.

He ignored them, powering his phone fully off so he could get some sleep.

He knew he would have a lot to deal with tomorrow, but for right now all he wanted to do was sleep.

Besides, he had to look presentable for his date with Park Jimin tomorrow.