Sehyun's POV
I lay buried underneath the sheets. The curtains drawn to prevent sunlight from seeping through. I had no clue how many days had passed. For me, time had stopped.
I couldn't find any purpose to continue forging ahead. The only person who'd been the only color in my bleak life had erased me from his world.
Sensei hated me.
And more than ever, I hated myself. Hated myself for being so greedy. If I had been content with admiring Sensei, then at least I….
My body trembled softly.
I wouldn't be like this—Locked away in the darkness, hiding pathetically from the world.
Tears trickled down from the corner of my eyes. I wouldn't have to hide away from him.
I had no idea how to face him anymore. I was scared of seeing the look in his eyes change.
I hated myself for being unable to let him go. I'd never wanted to have anyone so bad before.
"Sehyun, are you in?"
Even now, I was still hearing his voice. A voice purely from my wild imagination.
Sensei had no idea where I lived so how could he be shouting for me?
The voice grew louder with each passing minute.
"Lee Sehyun!"
"Are you in?"
My eyes slowly opened. It burned. Of course, I hadn't opened them since I shut them.
I sat up my head slowly turning towards the door. It had been banging nonstop.
Could it be??
My lashes fluttered gently I didn't want to delude myself anymore. However…
This was Sensei calling for me. How could I ever refuse him?
I managed to stagger to my feet after falling repeatedly. I took weak steps towards the door
I opened the door just wide enough for me to see who was outside.
Sensei.
He seemed relived upon seeing the door open but seeing my face, I watched as his expression turned concerned. "Sehyun are you alright?"
No. I'm not alright. Sensei, why are you here again?
"What's Sensei doing here?" I asked my voice hoarse.
Sensei made an attempt to pull the door open but I refused to budge. I felt so weak but I had no clue where I got the strength from.
"Sehyun, let me in. You're sick." He said his voice commanding. My hold on the door loosened momentarily following his words but, I remembered how cold that voice was that day.
"I'm fine. Sensei doesn't need to bother with someone like me." I said weakly. I was too tired to keep arguing with him.
It was best for us to remain estranged like this.
I nodded curtly and was about to close the door but he held the door. I heard his voice low and devoid of his usual warmth. "Sehyun, if you don't let me in, I'll break down this door."
I gulped. I could tell he wasn't kidding.
The door was already creaking from our push and pull forget him actually breaking the door, it might just remove on its own.
I sighed resigning to my fate. I let go of the door and moved to the side paving an entrance for Sensei.
As he entered, he grabbed my hand pulling me towards the couch. "Sit."
My body obeyed immediately. Sensei crouched infront of me his hands reached out touching my forehead.
He took back his hand almost immediately his eyes widening both surprised and alarmed. "What were you thinking?! You're burning up."
"Where's the bathroom?" He asked his voice urgent. I pointed towards a direction and he stood up rushing to the bathroom.
He reappeared almost immediately with a bowl in his hand and a towel on his arm. He placed the bowl beside the couch. "Lie down." He ordered.
I bit down on my lower lip. "There's no need for Sensei to be this—" without letting me finish protesting, he pushed me back on the couch. "Keep talking but don't move."
"Concerned about me…."
Sensei rolled the sleeves of his shirt and dipped the towel in the water. Every action done perfectly, it was as if he was used to taking care of people.
He placed the wet towel on my forehead. I gasped softly as the fabric came in contact with my skin. It wasn't until then I realized I was indeed burning.
"Did you take any medicine?" He asked his voice becoming softer.
I shook my head gently.
He nodded. "I see, be good and don't move. I'll go get medicine." He gently caressed my cheek as he spoke before standing up.
"I'll be back." He added before leaving.
I heard the door click shut.
My hands reflectively touched my cheek. Sensei's touch lingered. Cold yet exuding a soothing warmth.
Was Sensei this gentle with everyone?
Minutes ticked by. My eyelids began to grow heavy— the cold had begun spreading through my body. It wasn't long before I drifted asleep.
***
By the time I stirred awake, Sensei had returned. He was currently placing some dishes on the table. His brows were knotted together in concentration—his lips pressed in a straight line.
I hadn't seen him for days and his hair had grown even longer already reaching the end of his neck.
He must've noticed my burning stare as his eyes drifted my way. I averted my gaze immediately. Afraid I'd make him uncomfortable.
I had almost forgotten.
Sensei hated me. Then why was he here?
"You're awake already?" He moved toward me touching my forehead feeling my temperature. "Thank goodness." He muttered. "Sehyun, you had me scared for a moment."
I turned towards him taken aback by his words. "Sensei, why are you here? How did you know where live?" I asked sitting up my voice less hoarse.
Sensei poured water into a glass. "You haven't been in school for days. I was asked to check up on you." He said and handed me the glass of water.
Check up? The school? Did Sensei really think I'd believe that?
I stared unmoving at him. He sighed placing the glass in my hands. "Alright, fine, I was worried. You'd never miss school for anything…" He said finally admitting.
"You keep refusing me, Sehyun were you always this stubborn?" He asked his brow raised slightly. He didn't sound annoyed—just curious.
I looked down my hands trailed the tip of the glass. "Sensei was worried about me?" I must've sounded like an attention seeker but I didn't care. Not anymore.
I had already confessed to Sensei, what more was there lose?
Sensei's movements paused stunned for a moment. He seemed to be considering his words. "Hmn. I was so worried I couldn't stop thinking about you."
My gaze shot up to meet his. I froze.
Beneath his glasses, layered behind his obsidian eyes, I saw confliction.
Sensei continued his voice gentle. "Actually, I went back to the rooftop but you were gone. I was worried you'd do something out of character because of me—Because of what I said. Sehyun, I meant it when I said I liked being around you and I don't think it's only because you're my student.
I realized it when you were gone. I felt empty inside."
Sensei looked up at me his eyes searching mine. "I can't help but be worried when you're not there where I can see you; I can't help but think it's all my fault when something bad happens to you. Sehyun, you tell me. Is this feeling normal? Is this what I ought to feel as a teacher towards his student?"
My heart warmed in my chest.
Sensei, was just like me.
My body lowered from the couch till I was half kneeling in front of Sensei. I dropped the glass on the table and wrapped my arms around him. He let me.
I held him tight.
I wanted to hold him forever. Didn't want him to experience the hurt I went through, the hate I endured.
"No," I whispered softly just enough for him to hear. "It's not normal, Sensei likes me. Sensei feels that way because he likes me just the way I like him."
He pulled away from my hold shaking his head. "No, Sehyun, we can't— I can't…"
"Sensei," I cupped his face in my palms my voice breaking. "We can. I don't care."
I leaned in closing the distance left between us. My gaze drifted from his eyes down to his lips. My breath hitched, my eyes fluttered close.
Our lips met. Soft and gentle.
I didn't move, he didn't.
We remained in that position. Our lips pressed together.
Nothing mattered. As long as Sensei wanted me. I didn't care. Not anymore.
I pulled back gently my thumb trailed Sensei's lips like I was trying to remember it. They were cold— just like I'd imagined yet soft. I swallowed hard.
My chest rised and fell. I wanted him—right there.
Sensei eyes drifted lower. He must've noticed the naked desire in my eyes. His eyes trailed back up to meet mine. They'd changed too. Changed from gentle to something different. Something I was too scared to decipher.
His hands caressed my cheek gently then slowly slid down to my neck tracing my adam apple that bobbed up and down. "Sehyun, have you been kissed before?" He questioned his voice low demanding an answer from me.
I shuddered my head shaking slightly. "N-no, I—"
He slammed his lips on mine silencing my remaining words. My eyes closed once more. The kiss this time was different, his lips moved against mine with urgency seeking entrance which I gave. My lips parted gently and immediately, a burning tongue charged in exploring my mouth like an undiscovered terrain. I moaned into the kiss moving against his unsure of what to do. I tried replicating his movements but he was too skilled and I was too inexperienced to cope. This was beyond anything I'd imagined— this was raw passion.
Sensei pulled back his breath heavy against my neck. I gasped sharply my eyes staring dazely at the ceiling. Drool dropped from the corner of my lips.
I heard Sensei's voice beside my ear soaked in lust. "Sehyun, show me your room."
"T-there." I whimpered shamefully aware of how aroused I was. How evident my desire for him was.
Sensei picked me up into his arms, our lips reconnected once more. My hands wrapped around his neck as my body caved into the desire it craved.
I had no idea how we arrived in my room as the next thing I was aware of was me squirming beneath Sensei as he showered me with kisses.
His lips left mine and trialed towards my nape. He sucked, bit and nibbled on it like a starved animal.
"Ahhhhhh~" I trembled as tremors of excitement travelled round my body towards a certain part.
It ached so bad my body tingled. I needed to ease it. My hands reached between my legs rubbing the fully awakened member combined with Sensei's erratic kisses, my body shook violently as I gasped softly a broken cry escaping my lips. "S-Sensei…"
"Don't touch it." Sensei growled lowly. He captured my lowered hand and pinned it above my head. "Feel, don't touch." He whispered beside my ear then without warning, he sucked on my earlobe.
My fingers curled, his burning mouth on my ear sent a different kind of excitement down my body. My eyes fluttered close, my swollen lips quivering.
Sensei was driving me slowly on the verge of insanity. I needed to release. Needed to ease to pent up desire gathered up in my aching member.
"Sensei…please…" my voice croaked. I begged. Thick buds of sweat rolled down my forehead.
Sensei's kisses travelled lower, he raised my shirt his tongue trailing downwards from my bellybutton to the hem of my trousers.
He pulled back satisfaction written on his face as he saw the wet patch in the dent of of my pants.
With one swift movement, he pulled my pants and boxers off. I gasped as the cold air hit my exposed legs.
Sensei lowered his head once more. He trailed kisses down my inner thighs. I shuddered my heart pounding so loud I could hear it.
Did people kiss there too?
His lips began moving upwards towards the leaking member seeking attention. Panic shot through me immediately, Sensei wasn't about to…
As I sat up about to push Sensei away, he took me completely in that dangerous mouth of his.
I screamed as the feel of Sensei's mouth wrapped around me enveloped me. My body dropped back on the bed.
"Ngh…Sensei…."
My toes curled, my body arching. It was too much—too much for me to handle. My hands reached down gripping at his hair attempting to push him away. I wanted to run from this brewing sensation gnawing away at my reason.
But, Sensei's lips were just too skilled I unwittingly held him closer unsure how to push him away.
Every bob, seemed to shatter something inside me.
"Ahhhhhhh" Sensei hummed softly his lips still wrapped around me and I buried deep in his throat.
That one action had me ruined.
My screams resounded through the room my eyes rolling to the back of my head. I exploded. My body trembled as I rode the high of my orgasm.
Sensei pulled back wiping the corner of his lips. A smile on his face. A smile so gentle, so loving.
I whimpered softly as he embraced me. "I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked softly.
I shook my head his voice fading fast into the background. Exhaustion washed over my senses.
I fell asleep once more.