"What the heck?" Jimin asks as soon as I reach his side. He looks surprised and also eager to know what happened between I and Yibo. I am sure he will like to gossip about this to his bandmates, but I am not sure if I should open up about what happened yesterday night even though they are my friends.

I shake my head with mock pity. "Not sure," I reply to Jimin who is soon pushed away from me by JK. "Nice punch there," he says with his eyes twinkling. I was about to retort when Jk gets hit by someone behind him. 

"Jin hyung, good morning," I greet him with a pleasant smile. He gives me a small smile before turning towards Jk. "Jungkook ah, do you want to get hit by me?" he asks with mock anger which makes Jk pout like a child. I shake my head at their antics.

"I heard from some girls about what happened here, so I came to check up on you guys," Jin hyung answers for the silent question. I nod my head in understanding. "If he complains, then this may lead to a big issue. He will surely complain as you are his number 1 enemy now," Taehyung, whom I didn't notice when he joined here, adds.

I shake my head denying it completely. "He won't complain. Don't worry about us," I tell them confidently. Jin hyung though acts childish soon understands there is some other story behind this, but my classmates start coming up with various reasons, which are not so realistic if I might add. 

I think Yibo was working on dangerous stuff and Xiao Zhan who was there got caught up in that situation... They are creating a story here.

I discreetly watch Yibo who is lying on his desk with his earphones on. I did notice he was clenching his jaw in pain, but his eyes were different. He was looking at me with admiration and also lust. 

Was my punch so sexy?

I shake my head at the ridiculous thought. Why am I even thinking about him now? He used me and I used him, for a night, that is it. When the teacher enters, the day goes by with me day dreaming. 

"We have PE now. Do you have your clothes?" Jk asks as he looks at me sitting silently in my place. "Oh, there, Jimin is getting it for you," he points at Jimin with his chin. 

"Here are your clothes. We should change before going there. 10 mins time, if you are late you will be running extra laps," he warns. Without waiting for my reply, he and Jk rush out together. I sigh and chuckle at how good friends they are.

The class is empty except for Yibo sitting beside me. He doesn't seem to be in rush. To maintain my cool, I too pretend to be not in rush though I am internally freaking out. I am not a big fan of running, no thanks.

After about 5 mins, knowing I have 4 mins to reach the ground, I stand up. Walking towards the boys room wasn't a big thing as I am good in directions and Jimin once showed me this place on the first day, which is yesterday. I enter to see the place is empty. Most probably they already reached the ground.

I remove my shirt to change into my PE clothes when someone opens the door. Yibo stands there, looking at me up and down. His eyes shows hesitation, restraint and lots and lots of lust. I am not sure if he is aware of what he is feeling as his face is as usual blank. I try to play cool and put on my PE t-shirt. 

I should change my pants but he is standing there just staring at me. Why am I getting nervous? "Yibo, you should probably move soon," hearing my voice, he did move, but towards me. 

My eyes alert I watch his steps carefully. I was ready to block him, punch him and stop him, but I just stand there for him to push me on the nearby locker. "St-..." he places his lips on mine with force I didn't expect from him. His lower region grinds against mine without shame. Words I wanted to say were all swallowed back. 

I moan when I feel myself getting hard along with him. His hands which are holding my waist tightly, push me on the locker as if he wanted me to be imprinted there. He groans as I tug his hair, not sure to stop or to kiss him more deeply. He parts my lips with his tongue as he explores my mouth without restraint. 

This is it. Stop Zhan.

I suddenly put enough force to push him, not away, but towards the locker while I cage him in between myself and the lockers. I hold his neck choking him with enough tension and push his head on the locker. I kiss him feverently like its my last day to live, whilst I use my other hand to trace his abs.

He has nice abs there. 

He groans as his hands gets hold of my butt and push me towards him, for my lower region to come in contact with his. I grind against him without shame as he lets out a low moan which is swallowed by my kiss. I use my tongue to dominate his, a tough fight but at last I win. I reach every corner of his mouth to get his taste as he is so addictive.

If we continue, I may come in my pants...which is a shame.

I stop. I look at him with wide eyes. The sound of us breathing is too loud in this silent room. "We are late," I blurt out still trying to catch my breath. He smirks at my expression and shrugs nonchantly. 

What are we doing? What are we? If it's for fun, he should atleast inform me before having fun.

Realising that I still have him on a choke, I chuckle softly. "You good there?" I ask him looking at his lips without any intention. I am sure he bit my lips when we were ending our kiss. I should look at my lips before worrying about how his lips looks so swollen. When I let go of his neck, I am surprised to see a red indentions on the side of his neck.

Am I like this too? Stop thinking about past Zhan.

"Good," Yibo answers snapping me out of my thoughts. He nods his head before stretching his neck to ensure he is not stiff anymore. "There is the shower room. If you want, we can go there," he adds. His hands holding my butt gave me a small squeeze. He still didn't let go. What a pervert. 

Just have it. Then think. I am too hard to think about something too serious.

"Let's go," I nod.

I am pretty surprised. He actually said okay. I push his butt towards me with force, that he actually falls on me. I look into his eyes to see what he is thinking, but his eyes are always hiding something. He shows what he wants to show. Now, it shows how much he wants to release himself.

I chuckle before giving him a small peck. 

I rush towards the shower room along with him. If we make a sound, we are dead. Getting inside, I lock the room. The shower room isn't any big, but it's not too small either. The tiles are always cool though.

"Kneel," I hear a voice order me. I raise my eyebrows, again surprised he is ordering me to kneel. I know I did the same yesterday night. I say nothing but kneel in front of him. Let's see how long he can have this calm appearance for.

I remove his pants and sure enough he is very hard. Yesterday, I was drunk and sure I did my job good, but I didn't enjoy much of the process. I slowly let my tongue to lick the precum. He hisses, his fingers tightly clutching my hair which I hate but love at the same time. I use my tongue to lick his length from bottom to top. I push him against the wall with my other hand, on its own wish it holds his buttcheek. 

I slowly let my tongue to taste him in a slow pace, there is no rush here. "Suck," he demands making me go harder than before. I groan realising it is a bit too much for me to wait too, but I still didn't rush. I look up to see his face full of restraint. His eyes closed, his jaw clenched, his nose scrunched up in tension. 

This is a good sight to see. 

I smirk at how hard he is. He is going to lose his temper soon. "Beg," I order him back. I just want to know what he will do, not that I won't give him what he wants if he doesn't. He opens his eyes to look at me, his eyes red and shining. He shakes his head no. 

I open my mouth to just take his tip and suck, leaving more than half of his dick untouched. He groans, with pleasure and frustration. "Beg me," I order again waiting patiently in front of him like a good boy I am. He shakes his head again, his eyes avoiding mine completely. 

I chuckle. This is entertaining. I squeeze his butt, the other hand completely hidden by his tshirt. I massage his abs, showing how much I want to squeeze his dick, if he only asks for what he wants.

"Suck, Yibo, Please," he bites his words out through clenched teeth. I chuckle and comply immediately. It wasn't so hard, was it. I took his length in my mouth and suck with right pace. Xiao Zhan...he knows to control me. Shocking. 

He hold my head towards his body, literally my lips touch his skin, with his dick inside my mouth till I gag. He cums making me cough as a reflex. My eyes tearing up, I breathe heavily. I sure didn't expect him to hold my head and fuck my mouth. 

He looks down at me and without a word, pulls up his pants and walk out of the room. 

"Cold shower, it is," I mumble to myself as I jerk off imagining his lips around my dick.

What's happening to me?